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Of course.

[ He moves over to the cabinet, pulling on the drawer open to pull out the first few files he could find. He flips through them, scanning them for important information before he pulls out a few pages to pin up.]

Start taking everyone off the board. I'll find what files will work best and we'll go from there. Keep them neat -- I assume you want to at least look them over before you burn them.

Do you intend to use your abilities to do so?

[ He should simply just knock Akira out and take the evidence himself. Whatever Adachi was getting up to needed to not be razed simply because someone else said so. It would be a waste of everyone's time if they lost whatever it was.

It would be a waste of his time that he got up in the middle of the night to help Akira do who knows what. ]

Yeah, for sure. I want to see what's going on here if I can...

[He actually knew very little about this operation. All he knew was that there was someone very dangerous at the fore of it and that Adachi and Yusuke were partnered in this shady organization, attempting to double-agent it. It was exceedingly foolish, but Akira wasn't going to abandon either of them to it.

He began dismantling what was there carefully, taking anything with even a small semblance of information on it from the board.]

I want to be sure there is no trace of it, so yeah. I'll reduce it to nothingness.

[He's never used Arsene's magic to destroy anything before, but he assumed that curse magic could destroy something in it's entirety if he focused it enough.]

...You can keep this between us, I'm assuming? I'll try to keep you updated on it if you're curious, at least, but I don't have a lot of information right now.

I will aid you in any way I can. It seems like this is important if you're waking me up in the middle of the night.

[ Truth be told, it made him feel like he was back at home, on call for the next case as he worked. It was something he missed seeing as he was still trying to prove himself to his coworkers as of current. It was difficult, being the youngest in the office, but he did his best.

He sighs, pulling open another file as he pulls a few photos out to use. ]

I wish you could reconsider. We could easily transcribe the information first and then you can destroy the originals. It would put you too far back in your investigation if you don't find a way to save something.

[ He stops, before turning to face him. ]

Of course. Who would I tell?

[Akira watched as Akechi worked, not really knowing how any of this worked. This was something that Goro was singularly capable of. He smiled at him, hands crossed over his chest.]

Oh come on. You're handsome, charming, and smart when you want to be. I'm sure you aren't having any trouble making friends.

[He didn't have his fame to contend with here, too, nor his moonlighting as an assassin.]

I'd like... to look over the information before it's destroyed. We'll see about transcribing anything. As long as it absolutely cannot be traced back here.

[He could agree that it'd be a blow to the investigation, especially since he was not sure he was quite close enough to Adachi to ask him about details.]

So if you aren't too tired, maybe we'll look it over at your place?

When I want to be! Why thank you for assuming I'm not all the time.

[ He ribs at him lightly, smiling underneath the mask. He looks over his work, skeptical that this will actually work. If he was honest, he wasn't sure how Adachi liked to display his work or cases, but he hoped it was similar to his own. ]

I wish I knew more about Adachi-san. It would certainly make this easier to make convincing. [ He crosses his arms, before glancing back behind him at Akira. ] Have you finished removing everyone? We'll need to pin these up.

I'm awake. I could brew coffee and we can start looking it over before we destroy it.

No one can be that way all the time!

[Also, he's definitely seen a not charming side of him, but Akira wouldn't mention that, because he's truly been nothing but since they arrived here, despite their history with each other.

Akira waved a few pieces of paper then, whatever had previously been pegged.]

It's all taken care of.

Coffee would be a good plan. I haven't had home-brewed in awhile, though.

Watch me. [ He chuckles, before he motions him to put the board back up. ]

Come on, put that back where it was. I'll pin these up and then we'll head back to my place.

[ He could overpower Akira -- he didn't have his pathetic friends with hi-- no.

No he had no qualms with Akira. He had no reason to hurt him. After all, he tried to convince him to come back and help them stop Shido. Things weren't the same any more. It was different here. ]

My Prince Charming~

[Akira smirked, mostly teasing. Mostly. He had been very charming, and it was pretty charming that he actually came out to help him this night. He could have easily told him to fuck off since he'd been asleep. Akira wouldn't have been surprised or even really upset at that, it really was late!

Either way, he nodded and went to stand next to Akechi, leaning in to put the board up once more. This would have to do for short notice.]

... thanks, by the way. You came all the way out here for me.

My dashing Thief.

[ He chuckles at that. Of all the things to make his heart flutter, it was stupid nick names that they simply were being casual about. He was not going to mention it now - it wasn't the time.

He looks at the board, before he starts to pin up pictures and paperwork. He looks over his handiwork, admiring it a moment. He just hopes it screamed Adachi more then it screamed Goro Akechi. ]

Don't mention it. What are... friends for, after all?

[ That sounded so foreign coming out of his mouth. ]

[Yeah alright. Akira could dig that. They probably shouldn't be flirting or whatever it is they were doing right now, but they had some time while Goro was fixing up the peg board.

He smiled at the saying, noticing how he'd faltered at the word 'friends'. Akira want certain if it was because it wad just such a strange concept, or perhaps he want sure if that's what they were.]

Well, I appreciate it regardless.

[Akira shrugged then, going to admire what Goro had done as well. It looked authentic enough, not that Akira knew this stuff well.]

If that's fine we should probably head out.

Very well. Then let's go. We'll return to my apartment and then... what?

[ He knew this wasn't over -- not by a long shot. Whatever it was they were working on, he wanted to help. He wasn't going to stand by and wait for something to aid in his rehabilitation.

He would fight for it, he's decided. ]

Actually... [Akira held up a file he'd kept apart from the information on the peg board.]

I need to get this to Yusuke. If you wanted, you could head back to your place and I could hand this off, then come meet you there.

[He did want to look it over a little, but mostly he knew he had to get it to Futaba's place, then he could sit down with Akechi and figure out how they were going to keep the information while destroying the evidence of where it came from.]

What file is that?

[ Never mind that, he waves his hands realising he has no time to ask questions. ]

Never mind, I assure you I can start finding a way to transcribe what we can while you do so. Try not to get caught, in the mean time.

[ He holds out his hand, offering to take the files from the pegboard. Whatever they could get together will help them in the long run - that was what he had to tell himself. ]

[Akira offered the other files to Akechi when they were asked for. See? No need to overpower Akira at all. Asking and cooperating was also a way to get what you wanted.]

I'll let you know when I do. Right now all I know is it's 1138-C and that Yusuke wanted me to bring it to him.

[Akira gave him a smile as he went to climb out of the window again, seating himself on the windowsill.]

I'll see you at home~

[He winked and blew him a kiss then before slipping out of the window, and taking off in a sprint, the asked-for file under his arm.]

1138-C. [ He'll remember to bring that up later. ]

W-What!? J-Joker! [ Akira you menace. He is not prepared for the colour in his cheeks and how flustered he felt. He really wasn't sure he could get used to Akira's constant over the top nature.

But he sure liked it. ]

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