[ Once Caramia makes his way in, he will run across a very unusual sight: Akechi sitting in a chair, staring at his still closed laptop, like he had stopped somewhere in between the process of settling down and flipping it open. Like whatever little energy he had managed to gather was gone before he could put it to good use.
Oh, the fact that he is completely grayscale is probably unusual, too, just a little. Possibly a little alarming? It might be, if he could feel anything. ]
Hello. [ He can at least move his glance towards Caramia, but that's all the greeting he offers, no pleasant smiles or even a name. No emotion in his voice, either. ]
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Oh, the fact that he is completely grayscale is probably unusual, too, just a little. Possibly a little alarming? It might be, if he could feel anything. ]
Hello. [ He can at least move his glance towards Caramia, but that's all the greeting he offers, no pleasant smiles or even a name. No emotion in his voice, either. ]