actually, her first mistake was attempting to out-track a tracker, particularly one with a strong sense of smell as sharp as his. so her second mistake was knocking his book down and alerting him that Not All Is Right in the room at that moment. it takes only a second for his sense to go on alert after he'd turned back around to discover the mess, and another second longer to catch her scent and spot her.
their eyes meet over the top of the recliner, and his expression flattens.
quickly, habitually, his hands gesture in the air. he stops about midway, realizing, and finally grinds out: ]
[ it's an expression he's come to perfect, actually, but when you've got a partner like worick, adopting a properly flat look is pretty much mandatory.
without a word he stoops down to pick the book up, glancing over its old hardcover as if to inspect for any damage. ]
nOT tHat ThiCk.
[ he finds the page easily enough, even without the need for her dog-ear. he's read it so many times already that he's practically memorized it by now.
after a thought, he arches a brow at her, casually holding it out. ]
[Akame stares, first at Nic swiftly finding the page she almost made him lose, and then at the book proper for a moment before taking it from him and inspecting the cover.
'Romeo & Juliet.'
.....Interesting names. She shakes her head.]
I...haven't really had a lot of time to read all that much throughout my life. I just learned how because my superiors knew it was necessary for me to be literate.
[Sad, but true.
She's more of an outdoorsy person, anyway. Her friend Tsukushi was the bookworm out of the Elite Seven; as was Sheele of Night Raid.
Akame tilts her head a little, looking mildly surprised.]
You were able to find that page so quickly...have you read this a lot of times?
[In truth? He certainly didn't strike her as a bookworm. But, you learn new things everyday, alas.]
[ he certainly doesn't come off as the bookish type, but walk in on him on a quiet, sunday morning and you'll likely find him sipping on some simmering coffee with a book propped open in a hand.
(some days are easier to pretend than others.) ]
soMEThinG LIke ThAT.
[ he's practically got it memorized cover to cover.
the novel he presses into her hand, releasing it so quickly she'd have to hold on to it lest it fall again. ]
[Not something she'd hold against him---if anything, she finds his apparent interest in literature interesting, and admirable. You have to sharpen your mind, too, you know. Najasho always lectured to her, when he'd catch her trying to avoid her studies.
Akame swiftly clutches onto the book as he lets go, so she doesn't drop it. She looks at it again, appearing mildly perplexed, but returns her gaze to him, and nods a bit awkwardly.]
Alright, Nic. [She takes the book into her arms, looking off to the side a bit.] I'll let you know what I think of it, and I'll keep it in good condition.
[ he's already got a hand raised, waving her off. his fingers don't look to be in the best of conditions, but it doesn't seem to bother him much. (then again — what does?) ]
[Akame's mouth straightens into a thin line once she notices the state of his fingers.
Of course there was a punchline. If she were just a tad sassier, she'd roll her eyes. Instead, she lets out a tiny, but frustrated and exasperated huff.
Good grief. He's like a child at the best of times.]
So that explains the odd look of your messages.
[#dudeseriously #ridiculousness
Akame squints slightly at him. She's not going to lecture him to high heaven, but gives him a pointed look as she says, in way of goodbye:]
At least have someone apply nanite to your hands. Or get them treated at some point.
[Otherwise, she will track him down all over again and make sure.
Shaking her head a little, she gives him a wave in return and leaves.
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actually, her first mistake was attempting to out-track a tracker, particularly one with a strong sense of smell as sharp as his. so her second mistake was knocking his book down and alerting him that Not All Is Right in the room at that moment. it takes only a second for his sense to go on alert after he'd turned back around to discover the mess, and another second longer to catch her scent and spot her.
their eyes meet over the top of the recliner, and his expression flattens.
quickly, habitually, his hands gesture in the air. he stops about midway, realizing, and finally grinds out: ]
whAT'D ThaT boOK EvEr do to You?
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How to explain...
Akame rises from her hiding place, looking up at Nic somewhat awkwardly in response to his flat look.]
I...thought I'd try a diversion...
[Aka that moment when you realize you may have gone a little too far in your efforts
(#shetried)
She sighs a little, and looks off to the side. Senpai she may have been trying to impress you (and probably didn't)...]
...If the book was yours, I made sure to save your place in it. It...seemed pretty thick.
[She did that much, okay...]
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without a word he stoops down to pick the book up, glancing over its old hardcover as if to inspect for any damage. ]
nOT tHat ThiCk.
[ he finds the page easily enough, even without the need for her dog-ear. he's read it so many times already that he's practically memorized it by now.
after a thought, he arches a brow at her, casually holding it out. ]
You ReAD?
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'Romeo & Juliet.'
.....Interesting names. She shakes her head.]
I...haven't really had a lot of time to read all that much throughout my life. I just learned how because my superiors knew it was necessary for me to be literate.
[Sad, but true.
She's more of an outdoorsy person, anyway. Her friend Tsukushi was the bookworm out of the Elite Seven; as was Sheele of Night Raid.
Akame tilts her head a little, looking mildly surprised.]
You were able to find that page so quickly...have you read this a lot of times?
[In truth? He certainly didn't strike her as a bookworm. But, you learn new things everyday, alas.]
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(some days are easier to pretend than others.) ]
soMEThinG LIke ThAT.
[ he's practically got it memorized cover to cover.
the novel he presses into her hand, releasing it so quickly she'd have to hold on to it lest it fall again. ]
GiVE iT A LoOk tHrouGH WHeN You'Re boRed.
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[Not something she'd hold against him---if anything, she finds his apparent interest in literature interesting, and admirable. You have to sharpen your mind, too, you know. Najasho always lectured to her, when he'd catch her trying to avoid her studies.
Akame swiftly clutches onto the book as he lets go, so she doesn't drop it. She looks at it again, appearing mildly perplexed, but returns her gaze to him, and nods a bit awkwardly.]
Alright, Nic. [She takes the book into her arms, looking off to the side a bit.] I'll let you know what I think of it, and I'll keep it in good condition.
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oKAy. ByeBYE.
[ apparently, he thinks they're done here. ]
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Of course there was a punchline. If she were just a tad sassier, she'd roll her eyes. Instead, she lets out a tiny, but frustrated and exasperated huff.
Good grief. He's like a child at the best of times.]
So that explains the odd look of your messages.
[#dudeseriously #ridiculousness
Akame squints slightly at him. She's not going to lecture him to high heaven, but gives him a pointed look as she says, in way of goodbye:]
At least have someone apply nanite to your hands. Or get them treated at some point.
[Otherwise, she will track him down all over again and make sure.
Shaking her head a little, she gives him a wave in return and leaves.
The people she puts up with.
And yet, she can't help but enjoy the company.]