[With the way that woman is peeking into the vehicles, it begs the question of whether or not it's the state of the vehicles that entices her or something more.
Clearing his throat, Akechi tentatively approaches. All he has to defend himself with are his attache case (impractical, but durable), and a crowbar he dug up in the garage, neither of which are his ideal combat tools, so hopefully this won't blow up in his face.]
It's quite the assortment of vehicles, isn't it? Yet none of them are in top form.
[Let's see how this goes. Every interaction here is a chance for information, even if it's simply a matter of cross referencing the others' findings.]
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Clearing his throat, Akechi tentatively approaches. All he has to defend himself with are his attache case (impractical, but durable), and a crowbar he dug up in the garage, neither of which are his ideal combat tools, so hopefully this won't blow up in his face.]
It's quite the assortment of vehicles, isn't it? Yet none of them are in top form.
[Let's see how this goes. Every interaction here is a chance for information, even if it's simply a matter of cross referencing the others' findings.]