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[uragiru]

[ that actually gets a watery laugh from him. ]

How terrible.
But I didn't know actors were so resourceful.

1/2

[sospita]

[ too bad he can't hear that over text ]

Considering the amount of research they have to do for any given role?

Hang on. My fingers are killing me.

[sospita]

[ the thump-hum whine of their network changing gears, giving way to voice command is all the warning akechi gets. at least it's not a two-way decision. ]

That's better. Velvet, say "hi" to the rookie.

[uragiru]

[ the decision to switch his own device over happens while Juno is speaking, more impulsive than he usually is and startled into motion by the familiar name, or maybe by the way Juno introduces him to Velvet. the rookie. ]

Oh— [ it's a hoarse croak of a sound, and even after he clears his throat, his voice isn't much better: ] Velvet-san? We've met, just the once.

surprise binch

[thieving]

Ah, our young detective!

[ as if he isn't perpetually perched over juno's shoulder, working away at the end of another plastic knife, creating points of varying lengths and widths, tapered more here or there. he smiles, audible in his voice because if there is one thing nureyev can do it's paint a picture with sound alone.

he tilts his head lightly, doesn't take his eyes off his work because there's no need to at the moment. ] I can't say it wasn't eventful at the very least. I do hope all is well despite the noise.

this is not a surprise at all

[uragiru]

As well as can be. [ he hesitates a moment, and then: ] Sorry. About the noise.

[ it's not half as verbose as he would usually be, and his voice isn't that perfectly controlled, gentle tone now either. he just sounds tired. ]

May I ask what the plan is for your cutlery tools?

[sospita]

Should have figured you two would have met by now.

[ the look he gives nureyev ( the one that akechi can't see, thankfully -- ) is nothing short of "are you just naturally drawn to detectives" and "oh thank andromeda this isn't going to be any more awkward than it already is". his own voice is distinct, talking directly through the communicator wristband they've all been assigned as he attends to the remnants of his wounds. the sound of cloth and mending gel the only thing that suggests what he's up to. ]

Stop apologizing. We were only bothered by the tone, not the volume.