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[Akira was in a room, dimly lit, that was very clearly not his own if the fact that he was in his thief outfit was any clue.

He kept his voice low, but figured that if anyone was good to call for this thing, it'd be Akechi.]

Hey, you said you'd help me out if you could, right? Could you help me set up a convincing peg board? For like... detective stuff. You know the kind, I'm sure you do!

Akira it's the middle of the night.

[ It takes him a moment to flick on the light, staring at his communicator realising it's on video. His hair is a mess. ]

Why would you need that? Are you planning to leave a trail of your thieving? I'd advise against that.

[Aaahh that's adorable. Sleepy people were the best. Akira actually smiles at the mess that is his shaggy hair, amused.]

Nope, I need to destroy Adachi's board, but it leaves a huge open space on the wall. That's suspicious as hell, and I figured I could just... replace it with some of his current case files.

Destroying evidence? Now I suppose that is more your speed.

What has Adachi done this time?

[ He sets the communicator down as he starts to dig for a pair of socks. He had fallen asleep in his clothing from work, tie and all on the chance he could stay up late to finish typing up reports. ]

I dunno, I didn't ask.

[Criminals often don't, you'll find. Besides, Yusuke had called him sounding urgent, so Akira didn't want to wait any longer than necessary.]

I should mention that there might be some kind of super-villain organization that might be pissed off and maybe on their way to this place? Like I want to get out ASAP.

[He didn't want to say that all he had was Arsene and that he was pretty sure he had one chance to possibly put any assailant to sleep in order to escape with all of his things intact, but he was thinking it very loudly.]

You can't be serious.

[ He felt like banging his head on his dresser. ]

Fine. I will be there to help. Be quick and careful to remove what he has and we can store it in my apartment for now. I can help sort it out, but for now remove the information and pull out his files.

We'll need to work quickly. What unit is he in?

About that...

[Akira sighed. He couldn't actually store it. That wasn't the instructions, and he wasn't going to go against that.]

It's gonna be destroyed. 'Less than ash'.

[He was already going out on a limb by having Akechi help him at all.]

Well, I'm going to hide for now, just in case, and you should text me when you are nearby. Unit 30.

[With that, Akira doesn't wait, simply hanging up. This was kind of his first mission that wasn't taking place in a Palace, and he was there by himself. It was a little nerve-wracking.]

Akira!

[ Of course it was too late to really try and get more information out of him. He grit his teeth, threw on his shoes, and made his way to the Porter.

One of the many things he was thankful for was that he still retained his look as Crow, not that he needed it for his travels, but sneaking around the apartment complex certainly at least gave him peace of mind that he wouldn't be recognized.

He's a detective and here he was sneaking around like some thief. Akira would be proud. It takes him a moment to find the open window to climb through. He lands quietly, looking around the room. ]

...Joker? Are you still here?

[ He hoped that whomever Adachi had dealt with hadn't arrived yet. Goro was not about to explain to Akira's teammates that he failed to get here on time. ]

[That'd be a very awkward conversation. Not that there wasn't likely to be some kind of awkward conversation in the near future anyway.

When Akechi got into the room, it'd seem empty and dead silent, but upon hearing his codename, he comes out of the closet(ha), pushing aside some clothing that he had hidden beneath or behind. It wasn't the best place to hide, but it was there or under the bed, and anyone would look under the bed immediately.

He kept his voice low.]

Yeah, I'm still here. I haven't heard much as far as activity. I think it just might be a roommate of his. Let's get this set up quick.

[He still had the peg board for now, but only because he didn't want to try to destroy it with Arsene's curse magic inside of a room. If a blank space was suspicious, that would be off the charts.]

So you hid in the closet? Joker...

[ He pauses to examine the peg board, contemplating on what exactly to do with it. There was a lot they could do. Potentially trash his apartment to make it look like someone had already gotten to the board before them -- or simply just recreate it using his other files. ]

Did you grab his other files? We should at least grab some that are relevant to pin back up.

[ He was more curious about what was on the board to begin with. What was Adachi doing? ]

We should at least take the files and destroy them in another location if we aren't simply going to trash his place. Doing so in the same city could draw suspicion.

It was this or under the bed. I'm not willing to risk leaving this room.

[He had a plan to make a pile of Adachi's clothing on the floor as if he were leaving his dirty clothes on the floor of his closet, then hiding himself in that pile. No one would REALLY expect him to be there to begin with, he hoped.]

His other files are in a cabinet over there. We've just got to pull up some of his active cases.

[He also had a folder on another case under his arm, but he was told to bring that with him. God only knows why. He hadn't looked through anything yet.]

You want us to go back to Maurtia Falls? You will probably want to get back to bed soon, right?

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.]

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