dear_mun | SPACE: the final front rear

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SPACE: the final front rear

So... you got me into a game. Don't you remember how this worked out last time? Yeah, not so great, huh? But hey, at least this game looks a little more promising, what with the... space. I don't really get it, if I'm being honest, but I'm sure it'll make sense once I'm there. Right?

_{[ There's some nervous laughter here - oh, this man's a pro at acting. ]}

Anyways, I'll let you get back to your 'canon' reviewing - so long as you stop looking at those dumb hiimdaisy comics. This might be a little cliché for me to say but they're not me.

Space is a big place. They say no one can hear you scream! Weird, huh? Something to do with a vacuum or something. I'll have to brush up on my space knowledge when I'm there, since all I know right now is beam me up Scotty and that Pluto isn't a planet any more (which is stupid, by the way). Guess I've got a lot to learn.

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You've perfected the art of keeping secrets, I see.

_{[ you, sir, are not meant to see that. he doesn't shift, though - not even slightly, he just rolls with it, offering an anxious smile as he rubs the back of his head. ]}

Perfected? I'm... not sure I understand you. Everyone has their secrets, and it's their right to keep them - you know, hence the word 'secrets'. Keeping them, though? I don't know, I can be a bit of a blabber mouth sometimes. It used to get me into a lot of trouble.

[Yes, well, he's worked with your type before.]

Right until the point that you have something dirty to hide. Then I'm certain you do quite well with keeping your mouth shut.

_{[ Wow, okay, rude. You know what? Adachi is just going to keep on smiling. He is the trolliest of the trolls, bring it bro. Once he's suitably messed his hair up, fidgeting restlessly like he's not entirely sure about this conversation. ]}

D'you think so?

_{[ He looks like an air head right now, why are you accusing him of murder and/or attempted rape??? INNOCENT MAN RIGHT HERE. ]}

I think you're reading too much into me. I'm just a guy without a job, waiting for a lucky break.

[A little. Wesker never did really play nice with others.]

Of course. [And he's just an every-day civilian and not a megalomaniac destined to become a god.] You don't find this ruse... beneath you?

_{[ Neither did Adachi. That's when he created this - this persona. The comic relief, clumsy, stupid, vacant. Oh, it's all so easy to play. He almost slips, almost, but he holds it tight, head tilted curiously. ]}

Ruse? You're not getting it, are you? I'm - me. Who else could I possibly be?

[That earns something like a smile, thin and predatory. He leans forward with the soft creak of leather, studying.]

Something much, much more.

_{[ Oh, and now they're playing a figurative game of chess. Adachi may have been able to walk away moments before - but now? No, he's drawn in. He hasn't dealt with a little danger for a while.

Turns out, being locked up in jail means everything is decided for you, from the lunch to the free time.

He settles himself down on a stool and props his head up, frowning ever so slightly. ]}

So... you think I'm - what, a genius? A mastermind? You're giving me way too much credit, but hey. I like the sound of being a genius. It'd be a blast.

In a matter of speaking. [He studies the man soundlessly behind those shades for a time, listening to the tell-tale staccato of his pulse. Good. He's touched something now, though whether the man is excited or afraid--well, that remains to be seen.]

To put it simply, you are... advanced. [Almost absently removing his shades now, and the feral gleam of sanguine irises can no longer be missed.]

You play the role of the fool well.

_{[ He's so advanced, in fact, that he refused to drop his act. At least until now - because as advanced as he apparently is, he's still not getting one past this guy. So why keep it up? He knows a lost cause when he sees one - so when his smile drops, it's quite an abrupt action - and the difference in his demeanour is obvious immediately. ]}

I'm glad you've noticed.

_{[ Also, don't mind Adachi staring at your eyes, there, Wesker. It's not his fault - he's not used to strange coloured irises. Well, if you're not a shadow, anyway. ]}

[Yes, good. Wesker studies his face more carefully now, analyzing, but just like his own, the man gives away nothing. He leans back once more, the perfect picture of a lounging predator.]

Do you see something you like?

Hmm~~ Ah.. Space? Are there many pretty bright lights too? I wonder if it's brighter than this place.

I bet there are! I mean, it's a space ship. All space ships are made up of bright lights and steel walls.

... Oh, I guess I've seen too many sci-fi movies, hahaha. But - well, I'll be in space. That's pretty impressive! Or I think it is, anyway.

I bet there isn't enough space to breathe if it's all crammed inside a spaceship.

Fu~ It'll be better if all worthless trash was flushed out into space, right?

Well... it depends what you mean by 'worthless trash'.

Don't you know? All those lifeless-looking, thin paper dolls.

[Acting is a game.

A fun game of Cluedo, not so much, but oozing in suspicion and other (silly, silly) secretive things. Looking for the cracks and reaching in, seeing what comes crawling out.]

Careful there, I believe there's someone by the name of Scotty who directly relates to that reference. And the idea of Pluto would be the last thing on your mind, really!

_{[ Oh, now, you seem interesting. Acting is a game, but what happens when it gets boring? When your puppets aren't dancing the way you choreographed them to dance? Things were exciting for a while.

They might be exciting again - at least when Adachi discovers that he still has his powers. ]}

What, really? Do you think he'd find it offensive? I just don't get why it's been struck off the list - we grew up, taught that Pluto was a planet. Scientists these days, am I right?

Could, especially when he finds there's no where to beam to. [A small chuckle, likeable and friendly. Of course he gets bored (doesn't everyone?), everyone squirms out at some point. Skin that is terribly itchy, unfit and needing a few adjustments.

Only the ordinary flicker their eyes in the opposite direction, making nothing of it.]

Scientists have apparently have done... a lot more around the place. Suddenly the sing-along tricks to knowing every planet doesn't matter much. There's a lot more "strange" in our mixing bowl.

There will be ample opportunities to learn, indeed. Is it the Tranquility upon which you might find yourself?

Uh - yeah! I think that's it. Why, are you there?

I am. Miles Edgeworth; prosecutor.

I'm Tohru Adachi. ... Detective?

...Really. Where?

Inaba, Japan.

_{[ or you know, he did work there as a detective before he started murdering people. whoops. ]}

For how long?

I worked in the city for a year or two before I was stationed in Inaba - and I've been there for a year, too.

Well, it would be good to have someone with law enforcement experience.

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