He didn't think he would come here again. Atleast not on his own damn volition and especially this early.
As he slammed the door open, rushing in- he took notice of another Akira on the couch. Their eyes met and for a moment, Maruki almost wanted to acknowledge his presence but right now the matters were bigger than this. He just saw a picture of them together and everything felt wrong about that- he can't concern himself with a resident or a newcomer.
"IGOR!" He yells at the master of this place- slamming his hands on the table. "What the hell is the meaning of this?! Why is there another room at my place- what sort of sick torture are you playing now?"
2/2 [back in velvet room]
As he slammed the door open, rushing in- he took notice of another Akira on the couch. Their eyes met and for a moment, Maruki almost wanted to acknowledge his presence but right now the matters were bigger than this. He just saw a picture of them together and everything felt wrong about that- he can't concern himself with a resident or a newcomer.
"IGOR!" He yells at the master of this place- slamming his hands on the table. "What the hell is the meaning of this?! Why is there another room at my place- what sort of sick torture are you playing now?"