it stops akira dead in his tracks. at least, momentarily. talk about a ghost. or in this case, a ghostly bird? he isn't sure what to think and there's a cold chill that slides down his spine. akechi is supposed to be dead, supposed to be long gone and one of the few that the phantom thieves were unable to save. he's not supposed to be here, breathing, and transformed into a bird.
he'll shrug off the feeling of impending doom for now. he'll sort through that mess later. it's easier to play pretend and act indifferent for the time-being until he can reassess what the hell is going on. ]
A bird, huh? [ he says it passively as he leans down easily plucks the peacoat off the ground. how did he not recognize this stupid jacket right away? either way, he's going to neatly deposit it on the rock and then toss the tiny bird another poignant look. ]
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it stops akira dead in his tracks. at least, momentarily. talk about a ghost. or in this case, a ghostly bird? he isn't sure what to think and there's a cold chill that slides down his spine. akechi is supposed to be dead, supposed to be long gone and one of the few that the phantom thieves were unable to save. he's not supposed to be here, breathing, and transformed into a bird.
he'll shrug off the feeling of impending doom for now. he'll sort through that mess later. it's easier to play pretend and act indifferent for the time-being until he can reassess what the hell is going on. ]
A bird, huh? [ he says it passively as he leans down easily plucks the peacoat off the ground. how did he not recognize this stupid jacket right away? either way, he's going to neatly deposit it on the rock and then toss the tiny bird another poignant look. ]
I was expecting a crow.