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Aug. 23rd, 2023 01:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
paladinpawn[Maruki doesn't know what to do. His gaze, glued to the floor of the apartment complex's elevator. In one hand, he has a bag of warm takeout food he had brought on his way to the apartment. In the other, his phone, still running the Navigation app’s search screen.
Wakaba Isshiki.
Her name brought back some horrible memories in and of itself: The argument, the accidental surge of his untamed power, the thought of having robbed a daughter of her mother – then the snowball effect that had led him to work with the likes of Shido and what had become of such an arrangement…
So seeing an error message with no candidate found. It leaves him… conflicted. The Phantom Thieves had done it, hadn’t they?
Kasumi had warned him already, he knew it was only an inevitability at that point. But still that doesn’t make the choice any easier…
A sudden shift in cognition like that is unprecedented and if a change of heart did restore a sense of lucidity like he had predicted. That'd… complicate things. It would likely undo the loss of memory for a start, which could serve a threat to him. She'd know and she'd be mad, no doubt about it. She'd have every piece of evidence to conclude he was responsible… and every reason to want to take him and the whole conspiracy down. Moreover, what about Shido? What'd he do if he found out? No doubt he'd want her gone…
He could, Could alter her cognition now that he has a better grasp on his power. He could make her memory of him hazy, unrecognisable. But that thought only made his stomach turn. Accident or not, he had already tampered with her memory and look at how much pain that caused. No matter which way he spun it. There's no good options here.
Then the elevator abruptly stops, as the door slides itself open. Maruki's gaze diverted back to the corridor ahead.
He knew himself well enough to know he isn't in the right headspace to make such a decision. That's why he's here, after all. To check up on Rumi, spend some time with her as a way to wind down. To let himself be relaxed in a space where he feels safe. Maybe that'd put him in the right headspace for tomorrow? Nevertheless, he knocks on the door.]
"Hey, Rumi. It's me, Takuto."
[After a quick response from Rumi, he lets himself into the apartment and—
What?
This wasn't Rumi's apartment. Completely different, actually. It's moody, cosy interior is replaced with velvet blues basically all around, the door he came from looked much different then the one he used to enter, more strange doors lying at the edges of the room he had found himself in, a strange man with a long, pointy nose sitting by a desk. Did he accidentally stumble into a cognitive world? Judging by the fact he was still wearing his black suit and not a suit of bluky armour, he doubted as much. This was all very strange but it intrigued him nonetheless.]
[OOC: This Maruki comes from the same AU asfogboundcrow/fogbornphantom]
Wakaba Isshiki.
Her name brought back some horrible memories in and of itself: The argument, the accidental surge of his untamed power, the thought of having robbed a daughter of her mother – then the snowball effect that had led him to work with the likes of Shido and what had become of such an arrangement…
So seeing an error message with no candidate found. It leaves him… conflicted. The Phantom Thieves had done it, hadn’t they?
Kasumi had warned him already, he knew it was only an inevitability at that point. But still that doesn’t make the choice any easier…
A sudden shift in cognition like that is unprecedented and if a change of heart did restore a sense of lucidity like he had predicted. That'd… complicate things. It would likely undo the loss of memory for a start, which could serve a threat to him. She'd know and she'd be mad, no doubt about it. She'd have every piece of evidence to conclude he was responsible… and every reason to want to take him and the whole conspiracy down. Moreover, what about Shido? What'd he do if he found out? No doubt he'd want her gone…
He could, Could alter her cognition now that he has a better grasp on his power. He could make her memory of him hazy, unrecognisable. But that thought only made his stomach turn. Accident or not, he had already tampered with her memory and look at how much pain that caused. No matter which way he spun it. There's no good options here.
Then the elevator abruptly stops, as the door slides itself open. Maruki's gaze diverted back to the corridor ahead.
He knew himself well enough to know he isn't in the right headspace to make such a decision. That's why he's here, after all. To check up on Rumi, spend some time with her as a way to wind down. To let himself be relaxed in a space where he feels safe. Maybe that'd put him in the right headspace for tomorrow? Nevertheless, he knocks on the door.]
"Hey, Rumi. It's me, Takuto."
[After a quick response from Rumi, he lets himself into the apartment and—
What?
This wasn't Rumi's apartment. Completely different, actually. It's moody, cosy interior is replaced with velvet blues basically all around, the door he came from looked much different then the one he used to enter, more strange doors lying at the edges of the room he had found himself in, a strange man with a long, pointy nose sitting by a desk. Did he accidentally stumble into a cognitive world? Judging by the fact he was still wearing his black suit and not a suit of bluky armour, he doubted as much. This was all very strange but it intrigued him nonetheless.]
[OOC: This Maruki comes from the same AU as
fogboundcrow/fogbornphantom]
