Fics like Those Who Bare Fangs at God

As he spoke, he became aware of the corners of her mouth slowly pulling up, like a small black speck on the wall expanding moment by moment, one leg at a time, to reveal itself as a massive, furry tarantula. He paused, dimly aware of the platitude he'd ended on, as his attention was wholly taken up by the mounting horror of what he found in her twinkling-eyed smile: Recognition. There was something in her gaze that made him feel seen; it was like she was shining an unholy light into the deepest recesses of his mind. Was that how changes of heart worked? He skimmed over his unexpectedly cracked facade with a pleasant chuckle, smoothing out the rough patches until they sparkled with their usual mirror finish. "Well, I must be going; my train should be arriving any moment! Speaking with you is always enlightening," he said, but wait, did he already say that? Shit. There was something else he meant to say, the whole reason he'd started this conversation in the first place, and that was, "If it's not any trouble, would we be able to speak again sometime?" A loose retelling of P5R with a slightly more manipulative and cynical female Akira.

Fics like Those Who Bare Fangs at God

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