( open ) being fooled, being abandoned

[bloodmetries]

who: akira kijima and you!
what: he's "awake" and angry
when: june 27th
where: all over
warnings: mentions of blood and death. possible violence.

I. GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE

[ His world realigns itself slowly; head underwater, breathing slow and even. Akira is standing in the hallway with no memories of coming here -- at least not immediately, but when it comes together in pieces he feels as if his body was being controlled by an entirely different person. That was his first concern and primary catalyst of his anger that begins to spread from the back of his head and down his neck.

The sound of glass shattering has him instinctively flexing his fingers. Ensuring he can move, tensing up the muscles of his arms, and sighing out a breath akin to relief when he looks behind his shoulder and sees no immediate danger.

Then again, when expecting a ghost, how knows if they're there or not. Akira has learned by now to be cautious even in his own house. ]

... Dammit. [ He looks at his hands, notices there's no blood. That memory wasn't his own... so was it something that had to deal with his bloodmetry?

Akira takes an unconscious step forward, hearing the sound of glass beginning to crack underneath his weight before he lifts his foot. He pauses, canting his head slightly once he notices the broken test tube on the floor and clicks his tongue. ] Who the fuck is throwing this shit around?

[ Because obviously HE didn't drop it -- which means you, unlucky passerby, are the prime subject. ]

You?

II. UN: A.KIJIMA

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III. FUCK IDK

[ Later into the evening Akira can be found by the vending machine. At this point he's probably overheard the talk of a murder, and assumes that this place is some sick place in hell that Kakuya has dragged him into, so he's just... mad. As per usual.

He's trying to get a drink and realizes that he must have been sleeping every day since he's been here during class cause he has virtually no merit points. He kicks the glass, getting annoyed, and just as he's about to turn and go away he pushes a random button and this drops.

He holds the drink his hand, a look of absolute disgust evident in his face as he hears someone approaching. His expression doesn't change, but he's quick to extend his arm out and hand the beverage off to the next person: ] Here.

IV. WILDCARD

( "but ryza i want akira to punch my character in the face right NOW" line up then. )

Comments

[adsum]

[ No!!! Hikaru puffs up a little, stepping up to Akira so he can ...maybe take their PDA back, they didn't actually think that far and stops just out of arm's reach like they know what's going to happen if they take another step ]

I wasn't the one who made you throw it! I just wanted to help!

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[ They stop their hand in front of him, and Akira looks down at it.

Are they trying to hit him? Are they scared? Should he just break their fingers and assert dominance? ]

You didn't help at all. [ He chooses to be a little sane and just... holds Hikaru's hand. Their PDA in the other.

Canting his head, he's obviously questioning their intentions while looking like a well-trained dog. You can thank Seiji, wherever he is... ]

[adsum]

[ They thought about hitting but stopped because they are scared, yes, but nothing is as terrifying as having their hand held all of the sudden, taken aback enough that they don't even reach for the PDA that's right there. ]

...Oh. I'm sorry.

[ ?? what is happening ]

[bloodmetries]

[ Akira doesn't even know what's happening. ]

So your... occult stuff. [ He's trying to make conversation after nearly knocking Hikaru out, yes. ] It's a club? Or that's other people in the club?

[adsum]

Oh! Uhh... We're not really an official club, but...

[ Well, never mind official club status, Hikaru straightens up and lifts their chin because this is what clubs are supposed to do, recruit members, and maybe this is their chance to have somebody new join for once. ]

It's a club! It's me and— do you know Lucifer-senpai? Oh, but if you join, you can't go around punching people or Lucifer-senpai won't like that!

[bloodmetries]

No clue who the hell that is, but I already don't like it.

[ The name... Lucifer... He's heard it before in the heavy metal music he listens to. ]

If that's a rule then I'm sure as hell not joining. I only ask cause there's someone I'm tryin' to look for and she'd be all over that shit: Kaoru Hazuki.