Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190325170412/@comment-29194274-20190327033105

Joker, having nothing better to do, follows.

They're within both sight range, and, if they yell a bit, hearing range of the Examiner's group.

If Futaba was a cat, she'd be bristling. She and Akechi have met eyes, and both refuse to look away. Futaba is gripping Morgona tightly so he can't jump and rush him.

"What's-" Joker spots the group Futaba is glaring at, and spots the unfortunately familiar red mask and grabs his gun, but doesn't draw it out of its holster.

Oh boy, this is getting tense, but Akechi does not go for his weapon immediately in response to Joker's appearance through sheer willpower alone.