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So.
Any theories yet?

Not just in regards to our being here, mind you, but for the disaster that seems to have befallen the previous crew here.
Personally, I'm starting to wonder if this station isn't a living thing in its own right.
But maybe that sounds a little crazy? Haha.

Please don't be shy to share your thoughts with me.
As a rookie detective, I'd be open to hearing whatever insights you might be able to provide.

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I'm thinkin the old crew were a bunch of dumbasses who messed up and somehow kidnapped us here to clean up their mess.

[He had some other theories, but they didn't really make much sense, and he's certainly not about to open up his thoughts to Akechi.]

Or, someone betrayed the crew and murdered 'em and now we're here stuck trampling around in their fresh graves, and they're pissed at that someone

Would hate to be that guy

Yes, what a terrible thought indeed.

[ :) ]

I'm more curious about your first suggestion, though.
I hadn't considered that might be a reason for us to be deliberately brought here... it's not impossible, but why take a chance like that, I wonder.
The message @APHRODITE heard implies that they made at least six different attempts at whatever they were doing.
Did they really think a handful of random civilians taken from across different dimensions would fare any better?Hm.
If that was their motive, then where do you think they are now?
Was bringing us here their last act?

[He seriously thinks you're the cause of this. What's a Detective Prince without his Palace, right?

Thoughts of his own start to bubble upward. He wants to ask if Akechi can use his persona, since he knows that both Haru and him can't at the moment. But what's the point? He can't trust him to tell the truth anyway. Say yes and he'll know he's lying. Say no and he'll know he's probably hiding something. It's a tenuous relationship that tastes sour in his mouth.]

Does it really matter either way? If they met some really effed up ending and we found out what it was, it'd probably just cause everyone to panic.

Better to look forward than back.

Of all people you gotta know that better than anyone else.

Perhaps.
But their ending might be a clue as to our being here, and what problems we might face going forward.
"Those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it" and all. Isn't that right?

[This...

He stares at his communicator for a moment, and he can't tell if this is the Akechi that manipulates people into getting what he needs, or if this is something more authentic. Ryuji doesn't like it. He's not wise enough to see the difference, even if it's staring back at his face in a doubly intended message. And it sucks having to second guess himself, and the traitor.]

What's your angle, here, man?

Must I always have an ulterior motive?
I'm stuck here, Sakamoto, just the same as the rest of you.
There may not be any point in me going home, but I'm not looking to suffer here.

You blackmailed us into takin' you in, and then when we did, when we gave you the benefit of the doubt that maybe you weren't a giant asshole, you did what you did.

So yeah excuse me if I'm a little paranoid here

Or are you gonna tell me "bygones" and all that shit

[ Ryuji isn't wrong, but Akechi is tired of them reacting to him like he's some crazed villain; he won't pretend he's not a murderer, or a monster, or just a pathetic, terrible person. but he had a reason for what he did, and that's— he's still struggling to process the fact that his reason is gone. so his patience snaps. ]

It's over.
What you think of me doesn't bother me. It isn't without justification, and I couldn't care less.
But Shido is done for. Even if I hadn't died, that would have been the end of my life.
Do you understand that?
I don't have any reason left to care about you, or your friends, or what any of you do.
Shove me out an airlock, if you're that fucking worried about it.

It ain't over.

You DON'T get to say when it's over

Not when you're here on board with us

So don't give me that mopey ass bullshit about throwing you out of an airlock cause it ain't that GODDAMN simple

You really don't understand anything. It's incredible.
But I'll say this: since it was my life, I think I'm the only person who would be able to say whether or not it's done.

I'm not just telling you to throw me out an airlock, you idiot.
I'm saying that you can either shut up and stop thinking I give a shit about what your little band of rebels does, or you can suck it up and find a more permanent solution.
Either way is fine with me, just make a decision.

Man, screw you. You're given a second chance and you're still gonna sit there and waste it? Don't even think about ending it, you asshole.

You may not care what the hell we're doing but at one point you were one of us. Even if it was fake as shit, Ren still offered you a chance. You coulda walked out of there.

We all have problems, Akechi. Your choices got you to where you are, and that's what makes us different. So if you're gonna get another go around of it, cut the bullshit and be the person you are, not one of the hundred different personalities you made for yourself.

Said my peace, man. Take it or leave it, I don't care.

You don't know me, Sakamoto.
Don't pretend you do.

[ as if he puts on those personalities for fun, or some perverse kind of amusement. as if he didn't learn years ago that it wasn't enough to be "himself" — that "himself" was lacking in some way, loathsome, the child that no one wanted to keep. the child that wasn't good enough to keep his mother alive.

the Thieves are contradicting themselves. either he can be himself or he can get along with people; not both. and he won't leave himself open to be abandoned again. ]

But it's funny that you think Shido wouldn't have killed me the second I left his employ.

[Painstakingly, he looks over this message- once, twice. He doesn't want to feel anything toward Akechi. He likes the comfort of being angry, of feeling cheated that there wasn't an ending that had him pay for the things that he had done. And he can't tell if it's pity, or just genuine sadness that he's starting to feel off of this, but it confuses him, and he wants to dispel it.

Betrayal's a funny thing, isn't it? How many times has Ryuji been betrayed in his life by people he ought to have been able to trust? His father. His coach. His track team. Akechi. It's like there's all this pent up anger and resentment, beginning with the cornerstone that began with a one (1) Ryuji Sakamoto as a kid, cowering under the fist of his own paternal role model.

He gets it, Akechi. He does.

But there are always going to be things in your life that you just find really, really hard to forgive. It's what keeps him from sending the following:

Idiot. You think we wouldn't have protected you?

We won. We got Shido's heart in the end. What did it matter?

And instead, he sighs, closes the communicator and decides to come back to this later when his head isn't filled with the buzzing swarm of bees that threaten to sting and bite, a wasp nest of savagery that cuts with each of his words.

Whatever, man. Life is life.]

Yeah, you're probably right.

I don't know you that well.

I'm glad we agree.
We're a long way from home, you know.
And I did die, after all.
Give me a few weeks before you accuse me of planning things behind your back, hm?

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