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The prideful sort. Someone who clearly likes having their ego stroked. Though he supposed if Ranpo really was as capable as all that, a little bit of arrogance was earned. That made him both a potentially valuable ally and an equally dangerous enemy to make, if he lived up to his own confidence.

Someone to watch himself around carefully, for certain.

Either way, he had a face. A name. A contact. He could do with a much worse result than this.

"Perhaps we will. I wouldn't be opposed to it. Safe travels."

#t: untitled #memoryextrction #BSD verse #ic #complete

It's been a hot moment he's found someone interesting enough to invest his interest in somewhat. He'll make sure to keep a mental profile on him. Additionally, he knows it's not and if, he can feel it in his gut. They'd meet again. And while he's given away information? At the same time, in order to gain some ground in understanding him better. To maybe come to an agreement later to create a sort of alliance. He'd want it to be an alliance. Ranpo would much prefer finding an ally in him, for it'd be an awfully big pain to make an enemy of someone whose like this.

" Thank you, I will. You be safe too. " Turning heel and walking off, this wasn't fruitless to say the least. A name was something, a face was something. He wishes he asked for his phone number but it's too late now. Asking as he leaves would feel a bit odd. To him, at least. ..He'll ask next time they meet. Maybe get a bit more info on top of it, that'd definitely be nice. But until then, he'll stew and process every bit of this interaction meticulously.

mordet-comic

And it's finally here! After something like 3 years of toil, my fake "anime opening" for Mordet is complete and ready to launch in all its glory!

This took a ton of time and dedication to pull off and get it looking good, but considering I just had me, myself, and I to put everything together, and having to do a lot of things I'm just not good at or have never tried to do art-wise before, I'm pretty happy with how it turned out.

All of the art was made in Clip Studio Paint, and the frames (almost 500 of them) were exported to Windows Movie Maker, before finishing off the on-screen text and some minor censoring in VSDC video editor.

If people enjoy my work at all, it'd be doing me a real solid to reblog this post, share this video around, even repost the link on other platforms if you like! The youtube algorithm really hates my works, often earning maybe 30 views before just dropping into obscurity and never getting seen. Every little bit to boost the visibility of my video helps!

And if you're interested in actually reading Mordet, you can find it on ComicFury at mordet.thecomicseries.com!

#ooc #*indulges myself in a lil boost bc I finished another page*

{--Every time Heavy Is The Crown comes on my playlist, I get the most intense urge to draw Alekt.--}

#ooc #Muse: Alekt #{--its such a banger #I could just listen to this and almost nothing else--}

Yokohama was certainly home to some very interesting individuals.

#Musings: Alekt #BSD verse #ic

He finally opens his eyes properly, meeting his gaze with sharp emerald eyes and a bit of a bigger smile. A small flicker of pride behind his gaze. " Mhm, yeah. I worked hard to ensure everything could go as smoothly as possible that was in my control. I'm pretty good under the heat I'd like to think. So, thank you, it's always nice to hear someone acknowledge it. It was far from easy as you can guess but, I did it. "

" Fair, but I'm glad you're keeping it just in case. Never hurts to keep it anyways. " Feeling his phone buzz, there's an annoyed sigh as he stretches out. " That, would be my co-worker. So, that's my cue to head on over to them. Hope to see you around sometime, I'm sure we'll run into one another again Alekt. "

Someone to watch himself around carefully, for certain.

Either way, he had a face. A name. A contact. He could do with a much worse result than this.

"Perhaps we will. I wouldn't be opposed to it. Safe travels."

" Fair enough, I get that. Not the first time people have found the way I behave not typical of a normal detective. Most detectives probably wouldn't, I'm just a bit different from most detectives. It's typically the same here as the west. " Shrugging as he straightens his head now.

" Pleasure to meet you too, Alekt. Not a lot of people are like you. It's fun to talk to you. " Challenges. He loves them, even if they make him internally annoyed sometimes because he just wants to dissect a person to the core. But he doesn't linger on things for long, taking out a notepad from his pocket. Writing something down before offering it to him. " Here, it's my work address and the number to the place. If you ever need a trusty detective or see something weird, just drop by or call. The Armed Detective Agency is always happy to help. "

His head tips the faintest degree as if Ranpo's statement about him is somehow confusing, but really, he knows well that he doesn't match what people typically expect of other people. He supposed perhaps the same could be said for Ranpo, judging by his words, albeit in an entirely different way.

A single blink is given as Ranpo extends him the paper, giving it a look over and listening.

The Armed Detective Agency? He recognized the name for sure, although he didn't show it. How very curious indeed. It wasn't all too long ago their organization had made headline news, and after the vampire outbreak...

No, would it really be so strange to have heard about them, even as a foreigner? He weighed his options a moment. A crisis on that scale wasn't one that could be just swept under the rug by any government like normal Ability incidents so often were. The scale of damage was simply too wide. So for a high-ranking member of a large corporation only here on 'vacation' to know about it...

"I remember now. You were the one to profess your agency's innocence during that whole terrorist affair. Messy business, that, but your claims must have convinced the right people if you're still walking freely. Impressive, really. Even most large organizations and their best PR representatives wouldn't be able to survive that level of heat. You must be quite the detective indeed."

He tucked the paper away into his pocket.

"I don't imagine I'll have any sort of need for it... but I think I will hold onto this after all. Just in case."

Humming, sounds about right. Even if potential straggling theories linger, he tucks them away for the moment. It's better not to get too sucked into it all. " Ahhh, I see, I see. Gotcha. "

Nodding. " Yeah. Name is Edogawa Ranpo, but just call me Ranpo. Formalities are kinda dumb to me unless it's a reaaaally professional setting. And even then, I don't really care for it that much. " When the question is prompted, the answer slides off his tongue without a second thought or issue. " Well, I was trying to go on a break for a moment. You just happened to walk by and catch my attention, and I just like get to know people. There a reason why you'd think I'd have something you'd need help with? " Tilting his head again.

He wasn't sure whether he fully believed that, but it was equally possible it was coincidence as it was otherwise. While the man before him came across as perhaps a little... eccentric? ...it was always unwise to underestimate anyone. If he was a detective worth anything, he wouldn't give himself away so easily.

"No reason that I can really think of. I suppose I'm just terribly average in my own opinion, but typically when a detective approaches people out of the blue, there's a reason." A momentary pause. "Well... at least that's how it is in the west. I can't speak very well to how things happen in eastern countries, but I find humans are largely the same all around the world, beneath all the frills of culture we adorn ourselves with."

"At any rate, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ranpo. The name's Alekt."

{--Because Alekt has Schizoid Personality Disorder (not to be confused with schizophrenia/hallucinations), he doesn't really either feel or express much range of emotion. This isn't the result of trauma, or shut down and difficulty coping with social situations like with some other disorders, or anything of the sort, this is simply how he is and how he's been most of his life.

He's very well capable of handling himself in social exchanges, though he does prefer time alone over social gatherings.

The flat affect that he has makes him very difficult to get a read on, as he doesn't tend to naturally give away any of the typical subtle cues most people do that allow body language communication. For some people this is very interesting, for others it's incredibly unnerving or even scary.

However, despite his limited range of emotions and expression, Alekt is somewhat capable of deliberately mirroring or expressing certain tones and expected responses to sway other people, generate a particular type of response out of them or make them feel more at ease. It's rare that any of these moods are genuine so much as put-on to generate a certain result through deliberate calculation. Because of the absence of emotional expression otherwise, it tends to carry a much greater affect than normal in swaying other people when he does give them something to bounce off of since its in most peoples' natures to read for emotional cues in conversation on how to proceed.

He's an excellent manipulator because of this, much more than most people will ever realize, but luckily for most, not of a malicious nature, leaning more into seeking out outcomes that benefit everyone rather than only himself. His mirroring is simply a tool of strategy in ensuring the most optimal and beneficial results.--}

#Muse: Alekt

" Yeah, sure is. " A smile somewhat forming now as he nods along to his words, trying to piece together if he really travels for vacation or if it's for some other reason like business of some sort. He won't really try to poke the bear, slow and steady wins the race afterall. Everything and anything is really possible.

" Sounds real pretty, honestly. I'd love to have the ability to do that, but alas duty always calls when you're a detective like me. So, it's nice to hear other people describe it. " ...It's lowkey because it'd be nice to try all sorts of food, but also because maybe he'd enjoy himself a bit without having to be the boy genius. But, knowing his own luck, he'd end up having to work anyways. " That reminds me, what do you do for work? You travel a lot so I'm curious, if you don't mind me prying a bit? "

He hums a moment. "I'm basically a trade broker for a large organization. I negotiate lucrative transactions for the company, which includes overseas clients in places like Tokyo. I was on a business trip in Dubai when I visited the Arabic Sea. Gorgeous city if you ever get the chance to visit it. I'm only here on pleasure this time however. As I said, there were a few tourist destinations I was interested in that I didn't get the chance to visit last time I was in country."

A detective, huh? There was something a little too purposeful about the way he conducted himself, though he couldn't be certain if it was deliberate or simply a state of being. There was a certain sort of... deflection in the other's demeanor. The type of person who would make you look left when you should be looking right, he thinks. He'd keep that guess in mind the further they spoke and see if he was right.

"I suppose it makes sense now though, why you were able to pick me out of a crowd. You must be a local detective then." His own expression gives away nothing, except for the very surface-level impression of mild curiosity. "Tell me something though. If that's your profession, you must have more reason than just idle chatter for singling me out. Unless you're off the clock, I imagine you must be a busy man. Far too busy to waste time on talking to every tourist you don't immediately recognize. Is there something you think I can help you with?"