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What I value most? A bit of a hard question.
Damon leans forward with both hands on his cane.
I suppose I would have to say... cleverness. Very abstract, but it's wits that solve problems and get things done. After all, if one can't adapt to make the odds fall in their favor, they won't get anywhere in life.
He soon looks over to Katsuya and looks at his badge, he then smiles eager to answer that question.
I was asked something similar last time but yes, might be a bit of luck on my part or just events but i managed to resolve almost all the cases i took part to. Most of them involved the mental shutdowns, those truly were a bad thing.
As for "Mia" Akechi would get a cold face and try to get over with it as soon as possible.
Are you trying to accuse me of murder? What kind of basic evidence do you have to do such thing? I am an ace detective, i investigate murders not partake in them.
If you may this is supposed to be a Talk show not a place to fight, i will have to ask you to refrain to touch on this topic again here.
The robot would simply stand and walk away, this clearly isn't the best place to look for information... No, humans in such large groups are too annoying to be useful.
After[ stepping out of the building, he'd return to full size and quickly fold himself into a tank of some kind. An odd looking cannon on top and only two treads at the back, despite this it would still move quickly as Shockwave drives away.
[A man wearing a cowboy attire casually slips into the building, taking a seat on one of the many chairs. As his sits down he would cross his legs with his right arm resting on the back of the chair to get comfortable.]
That's a hard question as well. Damon taps his finger on his cane, thinking deeply for a few moments.
I would say life is something that is limited. We waste it, we spend it, and it always ends someday. There's nothing we can do about that. That's why I respect those who can use their life to achieve something... unique. To not throw it all away to time as waste.
Akechi would soon look over to Kazuo regaining his pleasant face and calm smile.
My take on life is simple, it's the time one can use to achieve a goal and they should fight for it no matter the consequences due to our time being limited.
I would consider respecting life as knowing if someone has strongee goals than you do and to respect that i would test their courage and strenght.
I hope this is a suitable answer.
"Well, for life, it's the reason why we're alive." Gideon would gesture once again to the whole audiance,
"As for respecting it...eh, I kinda respect life already as I do..." He shrugs, smirking as he'd like it.
I say it's now time for an another question from me then, i would like to connect this one to the one asked by the police sargeant.
Is there anyone you admire or perhaps just look up to?
Akechi would start looking at some of his case files and looks at the time on his smartphone.
Hm... not to a very large extent, although I've been impressed by some people I've met in my life. But I do have quite a large appreciation for my partner...
He smiles a little.
But I'll refrain from talking about him for now.
"what do you know of THIS https://carboncostume.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/makoto-nijima.jpg person?" says the boy, having sit through this all
The prosecutor gets up at the sight of Makoto.
"That is my sister. Why would Akechi need to know her?"
Eats popcorn while looking at the picture of a cute girl, effing hell the persecutor is here.
(edited by Oneelover69)
the boy puts on a mask, like this https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/P28AAOSw33hZAcDo/s-l300.jpg in order to stay anonomous.
(edited by the6thFool)
As she hears 6th Fool's words, jealousy strangely starts to boil within her body.
"Together?! Tell me more if you don't mind."
I found a love letter addressed to Makoto in Akechi's locker. how I got it is secret. It says: Dearest Makoto, I can't tell you what I feel but this... I LOVE YOU. there is also a picture of Makoto with hearts around it. I also took pictures of Makoto and Akechi walking into the red-light district, but I lost them in the crowd. I saw akechi later and saw him writing things down about Makoto