[scp r2: justfists]

[purrtagonist]

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week 1, monday

[purrtagonist]

[it probably comes as no surprise that sometime on Monday, immediately after Inaba's meeting and The Apprentice makes contact, that Akira touches Makoto's arm to catch her attention before anyone can clear out of the kitchen]

Hey.

[he jerks his head towards the exit]

Got a moment?

[justfists]

[she has a lot of questions-- but once he catches her attention, she nods]

Yeah.

[let's talk somewhere else.]

tuesday, early morning

[justfists]

[she's knocking on his door before he could conceivably have time to leave in the morning. she's got something to share.]

I'm sorry to wake you but I need to tell you something, Akira.

[purrtagonist]

[oh my god Makoto he is like the opposite of a morning person???]

[it actually takes a few minutes for him to get to the door. and once he opens it, Makoto will see that he totally looks like he just rolled out of bed. mostly because. . . he just did. . . he's dressed in his loose pajamas with his hair sticking out on all edges. his broken (fixed with a piece of tape around the nose piece) glasses sit on his night stand, along with a-- um. pile of sharp, shiny knives? hm]

M. . . Makoto?

[he stifles a yawn, hand pressed against his mouth]

Ah-- sure. Come on in.

week 1, wednesday

[purrtagonist]

[SO ANYWAY. yesterday's Armageddon sure didn't work!! so today, Akira seeks Makoto out yet again, wherever she may be in the resort. he looks better rested today! still a bit groggy, still a bit haggard considering their situation, but he slept last night. partially thanks to her fussing at him to do so]

Yo, Makoto.

[Akira greets her with a two-fingered wave]

Have you taken Anat-- ah. Johanna? Out for a test drive yet?

[justfists]

[she leans back in the chair she'd found, taking refuge in the warmth of the lodge, after... well. Everything. And when he approaches, she smiles]

I did. In a sense.

[the question is... does she know about this... did someone tell her.... and she's choosing not to comment, or....]

She's much too small to test drive anymore, though.

SUNDAY

[justfists]

[knock knock.]

[purrtagonist]

[WHO'S THERE--]

[no j/k, Akira answers, still looking a bit bruised from his scuffle the night before]

What's up, Makoto?

TUESDAY

[justfists]

[honestly. she. she tried, Appy. She tried. But she has to find Leader.]

Akira? There's something important I need to tell you.

[purrtagonist]

[LEADER IS CLUELESS AND HAS NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON HERE. much like his player, I'm scared]

Hm?

. . . sure. What is it?

week 2, friday post-investigation

[purrtagonist]

Makoto!

[there's a harsh, commanding note in Akira's voice when he tracks down his Queen post-body announcement. it's the voice usually only saved for commanding battles in the Metaverse]

Makoto, we need to talk. Now.

[justfists]

[well that certainly has her attention]

Akira?! What’s going on? What’s wrong?

[that definitely gets her out of her reverie]

SATURDAY POST TRIAL

[justfists]

[well, now she. she needs to find akira]

Akira?

[she'll go to his room if she has to]

[purrtagonist]

[he is in his room! if she knocks, he'll answer, albeit slowly]

Makoto?

week 2, sunday post-execution

[purrtagonist]

[SO HOW ARE WE DOING, QUEEN]

[Akira, for one, looks extremely pissed off and exhausted all in one]

We were so damn close.

[justfists]

[she's been thinking, honestly. thinking and being upset and just. angry.]

He made Flat's death personal. He made it about our shortcomings.

[her voice has a hard, pissed off edge to it.]

Friday, post investigation, evening

[justfists]

[knock knock-- akira, please be okay?]

[purrtagonist]

[WHAT IS "BEING OKAY"]

[he does answer the door though, shoulder leaning against the door frame when he does so]

. . . hey, Makoto.

[he's muted and calm, but honestly considering the circumstances? this sort of calm is the calm to worry about]

week 3, saturday post-trial

[purrtagonist]

[it's been. . . a very, very long day. and when the chaos finally calms down. . .? without any ghosts to hold him back, guess who he is seeking out]

. . . Barghest.

[justfists]

[she smirks.

and doesn't respond to that.]

week 4, sunday evening

[justfists]

[everything is peaceful and quiet and-- well, she hasn't changed much since the afternoon, but suddenly, she jerks awake and calls out--]

Joha--

[and then wraps her arms around her midsection. no, she's... she's so hungry...]

[purrtagonist]

[and Akira, who had dutifully remained by Makoto's side while she slept, who had dutifully prepared for her a plate of curry (that may be slightly cold, as it's been sitting on her nightstand for a while now) jolts up as soon as she does]

Makoto!

[he reaches out to her, hand on her shoulder]

Take it easy!

week 4, sunday

[purrtagonist]

[HOO, BOY. WHAT A SUNDAY. the only thing that can make today worse than it already is? is the knowledge that someone slept right through the entire hullabaloo]

Makoto!

[Akira catches Makoto in the hallways, while she's on her way back to his room. he looks like he just hopped out of bed, still dressed in his pajamas. because. . . he totally did, upon hearing that resort-wide announcement]

Makoto, what the hell!

[justfists]

[she's already in her phantom thieves outfit, but she just looks... tired? it's not like she didn't also, somehow, sleep through everything]

Akira...

[she should have woken him up, but she heard the screams]

week 5, monday

[purrtagonist]

[HEEEEY HOW ABOUT THOSE DREAMS]

[Akira looks shaky and a bit pale this morning as he heads through the resort hallways towards Makoto's room. they gotta talk, Queen]

[boy do they gotta talk]

[justfists]

[do they gotta talk. DO THEY.

contrast his pale shakiness with her pure, righteous fury. and her aversion to the dojo. She's a powder keg with now outlet.]

Akira!

[but also yeah she's been crying, oops.]

week 5, thursday morning

[purrtagonist]

[. . . so anyway, someone was kicked out of Makoto's room on Wednesday night. not that he minded too terribly much, considering where he wound up spending the night, but like.]

[still!!]

[SO ANYWAY, Akira's heading back to Makoto's place this Thursday morning, fingers linked and hands lifted above his head as he yawns]

[justfists]

[she's started keeping a journal. so. you know, she's just writing that down. this has been her solution to the "what happens if we forget" question...

also man, she's got some soft rope on the bed.]

FRIDAY (NOT ACTUALLY SATURDAY), post investigation

[justfists]

[honestly, she's coming out of the chapel, and kneeling down to him to offer a hand. The evoker is tucked away safely right then.

But she doesn't want to stick around, not even after that announcement.]

Here, lean on me.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . . . . hesitation]

[but he slowly uncurls on himself and reaches for her, planting a hand on her shoulder to give himself leverage to stand]

post trial, week 5

[resortghosts]

[later, wherever he is... he just gets a hug. just a straight up, tight hug, from no where.]

[purrtagonist]

[stiffens immediately at the contact, eyes going wide]

Who--?