[ a brand new week! now! eiden and fukuzawa are probably about to head off somewhere but then, yeah. we got pig'd. eiden can't even open his mouth as he's assaulted by fukuzawa's memory. at the same time, a memory unearths itself in livid detail in turn for fukuzawa.
meanwhile, he's reacting to this memory of his, the feeling of fukuzawa reaching down with his ability, the way all men are equal gives him the distinct beat of kunikida's heart, that fills him with certainty, even as the wind is knocked out of him from the sudden surprise. ]
Pig?! [ where the fuck did it go? he turns to look at fukuzawa after trying to look for the noise pig briefly—it's completely disappeared, skittered off to give someone else some weird out of body experience probably! ] I... I saw— [ mmgh ]... you were handcuffed to a table... [ he has to like, process this. what the fuck. he's still humming unhappily inside at this. it's jarring, the feelings still thrumming through him. ] I'm guessing... your interrogation.
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meanwhile, he's reacting to this memory of his, the feeling of fukuzawa reaching down with his ability, the way all men are equal gives him the distinct beat of kunikida's heart, that fills him with certainty, even as the wind is knocked out of him from the sudden surprise. ]
Pig?! [ where the fuck did it go? he turns to look at fukuzawa after trying to look for the noise pig briefly—it's completely disappeared, skittered off to give someone else some weird out of body experience probably! ] I... I saw— [ mmgh ]... you were handcuffed to a table... [ he has to like, process this. what the fuck. he's still humming unhappily inside at this. it's jarring, the feelings still thrumming through him. ] I'm guessing... your interrogation.