Falcon is honestly- the perfect punching bag for him. He knows everything about him and his powers and yet; Akira isn't intimidated by him for the slightest degree. Its just...right now he's focused on something else entirely. Surely, this store sells drones for photography or scenic shots- perhaps he's looking at the wrong aisle here? Maybe he should get all the small bits and pieces first before focusing on something more major and concrete.
He pulls out his small pocket-sized journal and looks through his grocery list in the notes app.
He falls silent, now blatantly staring at the robot who is looking through his own materials. Interesting. He probably comes here regularly for his own maintenance then- whatever. He wants to grab his shit and leave but he can't do that with him hogging up the space. So for a moment he leaves, grabs the cable tester hanging off from one of the rows- checks the brands, shoves the thing in his backpack and comes back. He's still there.
So while Falcon doesn't try looking at Kira, he keeps his stare adamant on him.
Stareeeee
A moment passes. Then two. He releases a sigh and unfolds his arms to make his way over to the same row. Now both him and Akechi are shoulder-to-shoulder as he quickly weaves through the different packed brushes and pulls out a bunch of them. He turns his attention to the other parts, and opens his shoulder bag to toss over the items into his mostly filled bag. While the silence between them is quite peaceful, the thought of the robot knowing his powers still plagues his head.
no subject
He pulls out his small pocket-sized journal and looks through his grocery list in the notes app.
10. Cable tester
11. Anti-static brush.
12. Crimping tool.
4. Weatherproof case.
Its definitely on this and the other aisle.
He falls silent, now blatantly staring at the robot who is looking through his own materials. Interesting. He probably comes here regularly for his own maintenance then- whatever. He wants to grab his shit and leave but he can't do that with him hogging up the space.
So for a moment he leaves, grabs the cable tester hanging off from one of the rows- checks the brands, shoves the thing in his backpack and comes back. He's still there.
So while Falcon doesn't try looking at Kira, he keeps his stare adamant on him.
Stareeeee
A moment passes. Then two. He releases a sigh and unfolds his arms to make his way over to the same row. Now both him and Akechi are shoulder-to-shoulder as he quickly weaves through the different packed brushes and pulls out a bunch of them. He turns his attention to the other parts, and opens his shoulder bag to toss over the items into his mostly filled bag. While the silence between them is quite peaceful, the thought of the robot knowing his powers still plagues his head.
Finally, he breaks the silence- looking ahead.
"What does Trifuri mean?"