[Well. At least Loki, the entity, isn't fully corporeal -- appearing more like a hologram than flesh. Which, honestly, is good for both of them. They do not need to have the office to be destroyed by manifestation of Akechi's own fucked up soul. But that doesn't make him any less smug. The ugly red grin widens, pulling on the stitches and making the mouth look more like a macabre wound. Providing the mute commentary on the situation to which he's been summoned into.
Seems like Loki found Silco's attitude amusing enough. Unlike Akechi, who's allowing his own Persona's influence of madness seep into his core. His body is growing hot with the adrenaline pumping into his blood, the red eyes shining like madman's as he glares into to Silco's mismatched pair. It'd be so tempting to let go, pull the metaphorical trigger and cleave the man in half.
But wait no-- that's not what he's here for, right? He can't lose focus.]
Shut up, you worthless piece of shit. You have no idea of the hell I'll put you through! [He snaps back at him, feeling immediate frustration at himself for not being able to match the coolness and stability in Silco's demeanor. Holding back an aggravated reaction, he bites his teeth together and lowers his hand back to his side and---
Everything goes back to normal. The demon, the red flames, the heavy air in the room. All just disappear like they were never there to begin with. As for Akechi? Well, yeah. He still has some of that crazy in his eyes when he raises his gaze to meet Silco's again.]
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Date: 2024-03-24 02:42 am (UTC)Seems like Loki found Silco's attitude amusing enough. Unlike Akechi, who's allowing his own Persona's influence of madness seep into his core. His body is growing hot with the adrenaline pumping into his blood, the red eyes shining like madman's as he glares into to Silco's mismatched pair. It'd be so tempting to let go, pull the metaphorical trigger and cleave the man in half.
But wait no-- that's not what he's here for, right? He can't lose focus.]
Shut up, you worthless piece of shit. You have no idea of the hell I'll put you through! [He snaps back at him, feeling immediate frustration at himself for not being able to match the coolness and stability in Silco's demeanor. Holding back an aggravated reaction, he bites his teeth together and lowers his hand back to his side and---
Everything goes back to normal. The demon, the red flames, the heavy air in the room. All just disappear like they were never there to begin with. As for Akechi? Well, yeah. He still has some of that crazy in his eyes when he raises his gaze to meet Silco's again.]
Do we understand each other?