[His eyes slip closed under the weighted warmth of Solomon's palm. A tease as always... But his words against his ear, sweet as honey in their own right, elicit a small shiver.]
Think you can?
[Not so much a challenge as it is disbelief. Solomon would never. That's not his purpose, is it?]
[It shocks him, that's for damn sure, and that sharp pain in his sternum is a further unpleasant surprise. That's all the motivation Akira needs to kick up a leg and plant it on Solomon's chest, using him as leverage to push himself back.]
It's the other way around, Solomon. Take my word for it.
[Angry, fussy, but he gets his frustration under control quickly. Just swallow it down, same as always.]
The part where he saw a glimmer in the persistence, saw Ibuki, and let fear win for the moment. No more. No more.
But he smiles, a tired smile, and lets his broom drift slightly.]
The part where I disappointed you, of course.
You burned like a star, Akira. Don't fizzle out just yet, okay? [Not yet. His heart can't take another lying dormant.]
Goodnight, sweet Thief of Hearts. I'll postpone our rooftop meeting for a better day.
[He'll let his broom ascend, just enough for clearance, before he leans in low and lets it rocket off like a bullet. Time to spend his evening elsewhere.]
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Think you can?
[Not so much a challenge as it is disbelief. Solomon would never. That's not his purpose, is it?]
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before he'll feel one of Solomon's knuckles shove right into the space under his sternum, just hard enough to ache.]
A demon would swallow you whole like this, Akira.
Don't be reckless.
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It's the other way around, Solomon. Take my word for it.
[Angry, fussy, but he gets his frustration under control quickly. Just swallow it down, same as always.]
Jackass.
[There. Now he's calm.]
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What did you think would happen?
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[Deflecting doesn't look great, but he'd feel like even more of a fool for owning up to the truth. Akira sighs.]
Thank you for the dance, Mr. Solomon. Very educational.
[Better? He's being respectful if you overlook his sarcastic tone.]
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[He's a big boy!
His broom comes floating over with a wave of his hand, hoisting his leg up and over.]
Should we consider this a bit of a failure, then? Or did you still have your heart set on something?
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What part of it was a failure? The part where you ran out of energy, or the part where you chickened out?
[Just calling it how he sees it! No one can convince him Solomon isn't a coward now.]
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The part where he saw a glimmer in the persistence, saw Ibuki, and let fear win for the moment. No more. No more.
But he smiles, a tired smile, and lets his broom drift slightly.]
The part where I disappointed you, of course.
You burned like a star, Akira. Don't fizzle out just yet, okay? [Not yet. His heart can't take another lying dormant.]
Goodnight, sweet Thief of Hearts. I'll postpone our rooftop meeting for a better day.
[He'll let his broom ascend, just enough for clearance, before he leans in low and lets it rocket off like a bullet. Time to spend his evening elsewhere.]