[T-minus 10 minutes until Hajime ends up becoming an honorary Phantom Thief, complete with the hideout meetings and a group of friends that are more intensely overbearing than he knows what to do with. This feels like a cult initiation of sorts.
Ryuji honestly doesn't even know where he should begin. He looks around the observatory, again, just to make sure that no one's there with him. He powers down his communicator, too- mostly because he doesn't want messages to come through, but also, the way Makoto had spied on him before has made him a little apprehensive of being recorded.]
Turn yours off, too. Sorry... it's just. This secret could ruin us, you know?
[He sighs, piecing together the narrative in his head. It's still all jumbled up.]
Akechi killed Haru's father by crushing his... uh, soul? I guess that's what you can call it. His shadow. I don't really think it was entirely his fault though, he was getting used by someone else. I mean, it was still kinda his fault, but what else are you gonna do when the house of cards are stacked so goddamn high against you to begin with?
I know this ain't makin' a ton of sense or anything. So... if you have questions, ask 'em and I'll try to answer the best I can. But honestly... so much of it is kinda bullshit that it's hard to...
[He bites his bottom lip.]
Look, I don't even know where I stand with Akechi. I probably oughta hate him. I don't even know if Haru does, after what he did to her father. But both of us... our party, and him, were bein' pitted against each other by some messed up forces trying to determine the worth of humanity as a whole. I mean. I think that's kinda how it was goin' down.
[It's hard to really put anything down definitively. Ryuji stopped existing for a while and was caught in a jail of consciousness- which, from his perspective, happened exactly a month and a half ago. That's when the real guy behind the curtain pulling the strings showed himself.
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Ryuji honestly doesn't even know where he should begin. He looks around the observatory, again, just to make sure that no one's there with him. He powers down his communicator, too- mostly because he doesn't want messages to come through, but also, the way Makoto had spied on him before has made him a little apprehensive of being recorded.]
Turn yours off, too. Sorry... it's just. This secret could ruin us, you know?
[He sighs, piecing together the narrative in his head. It's still all jumbled up.]
Akechi killed Haru's father by crushing his... uh, soul? I guess that's what you can call it. His shadow. I don't really think it was entirely his fault though, he was getting used by someone else. I mean, it was still kinda his fault, but what else are you gonna do when the house of cards are stacked so goddamn high against you to begin with?
I know this ain't makin' a ton of sense or anything. So... if you have questions, ask 'em and I'll try to answer the best I can. But honestly... so much of it is kinda bullshit that it's hard to...
[He bites his bottom lip.]
Look, I don't even know where I stand with Akechi. I probably oughta hate him. I don't even know if Haru does, after what he did to her father. But both of us... our party, and him, were bein' pitted against each other by some messed up forces trying to determine the worth of humanity as a whole. I mean. I think that's kinda how it was goin' down.
[It's hard to really put anything down definitively. Ryuji stopped existing for a while and was caught in a jail of consciousness- which, from his perspective, happened exactly a month and a half ago. That's when the real guy behind the curtain pulling the strings showed himself.
You know. God.]