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(open) if you don't want to, i can live with that
Whomst: akira and you~ ✨
What: akira wandering around doing akira things
Where: various places around campus
When: late january
Warnings: none, will update as necessary
i. CHATTY CATTIES
[The resident cats seem familiar, their toe beans pleasantly plump beneath his thumb and their fur silky soft... but something is off. Something doesn't feel quite right, and it's neither their beans nor their silky soft fur, so what could it be?
Stooped in the hallway, Akira turns to the black cat and shakes his head.]
I could've sworn you had a name. [Akira taps his chin, brows scrunched up in thought.] ...Miyuki? No. Morris?
[Akira's been here trying fruitlessly to converse with the cats for the better part of an hour. Crazy? Possibly.]
ii. STEAL BOOK, GET NAILED
[Incidentally, if you're studying hard (or hardly studying) in the library, you'll bump into Akira sooner rather than later. He's quiet, if not exactly shy, and strides up to eye the book in the other student's hands.]
That's a new one. Let me guess, another novel no one's heard of?
[The sharp-eyed might notice that all the fingertips on Akira's right hand have been thickly wrapped in bloodied bandaids. Curious!]
iii. STORE LOSER
[Should someone be headed towards the student store late in the evening, they might coincidentally find Akira giving the vending machine a nice, solid kick. He looks he might fire off a second when he feels the gaze of another student all but boring into him.
Turning, Akira brushes his blazer into place a little too casually. This is exactly what it looks like, and so Akira doesn't bother trying to save face.]
Sorry. The vending machine ate my homework. [Stepping aside, Akira flippantly motions to the machine.] All yours.
What: akira wandering around doing akira things
Where: various places around campus
When: late january
Warnings: none, will update as necessary
i. CHATTY CATTIES
[The resident cats seem familiar, their toe beans pleasantly plump beneath his thumb and their fur silky soft... but something is off. Something doesn't feel quite right, and it's neither their beans nor their silky soft fur, so what could it be?
Stooped in the hallway, Akira turns to the black cat and shakes his head.]
I could've sworn you had a name. [Akira taps his chin, brows scrunched up in thought.] ...Miyuki? No. Morris?
[Akira's been here trying fruitlessly to converse with the cats for the better part of an hour. Crazy? Possibly.]
ii. STEAL BOOK, GET NAILED
[Incidentally, if you're studying hard (or hardly studying) in the library, you'll bump into Akira sooner rather than later. He's quiet, if not exactly shy, and strides up to eye the book in the other student's hands.]
That's a new one. Let me guess, another novel no one's heard of?
[The sharp-eyed might notice that all the fingertips on Akira's right hand have been thickly wrapped in bloodied bandaids. Curious!]
iii. STORE LOSER
[Should someone be headed towards the student store late in the evening, they might coincidentally find Akira giving the vending machine a nice, solid kick. He looks he might fire off a second when he feels the gaze of another student all but boring into him.
Turning, Akira brushes his blazer into place a little too casually. This is exactly what it looks like, and so Akira doesn't bother trying to save face.]
Sorry. The vending machine ate my homework. [Stepping aside, Akira flippantly motions to the machine.] All yours.
no subject
Here, he'll even bend before Ishimaru into a little apologetic bow. This guy gives off mad "I take my job as a hall monitor very seriously" vibes, and Akira'd rather not be on the radar of someone like that.]
Right, right. I promise not to beat up any more vending machines.
[Not that he won't be looking for other loose screws to tug on in this school, but anyway—]
You knew the "other" me too, huh? What's your name?
no subject
And then he's caught off guard by the phrasing he uses.]
'Other'... ah! [Now it finally hits him. Akira's been gone for months - he was killed. Ishimaru might not have seen the body himself, but he's well aware of what happened. And now here he is, another person back from the dead. And another one who does not seem to remember, if Ishimaru's interpreting this right.]
That... that's right. So you do not have any past memories of- of this....
[Now he's the one who bows apologetically.]
I apologize. My name is Kiyotaka Ishimaru! I attend Class 2-E and have very recently appointed the president of the student council! I also bear the title of Ultimate Public Morals Committee Member from a past school, and I believe in bold simplicity!
no subject
At least he isn't left wondering who he is for very long, but oh boy?! That title sure is a mouthful. Ultimate... something or other.......... Impressive?]
Congrats on your appointment, prez. That's a big achievement.
[Honestly though? Ishimaru's earnestness is very endearing. He reaches out a hand to gently pat his shoulder— no more bowing, okay? They're friends!]
You must take your work very seriously. With you at the helm, we'll have nothing to worry about.
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Ah... thank you. [He accepts the shoulder pat, with a little smile. He looks a little conflicted, though.]
I do take my work very seriously, as a matter of fact! I am a steadfast believer in the power of hard work, and I hope to influence the student body to follow similar ideals! I... wish that I could feel prouder about my appointment, as it was only made possible through the... the loss of someone else... but I am ready to do everything I can to truly earn this title and the respect that comes with it!
no subject
Shall they walk and talk? Akira has no further business with the vending machine, so he sets his feet into motion and gestures for Ishimaru to keep pace.]
Ever stop to relax?
[Ishimaru's strong work ethic really is a thing to be admired, but the phrase "everything in moderation" springs to mind. Ishimaru needs a vacation. Maybe a chill trip to Hawaii.]
no subject
Of course! I know how to play things loose. [He sounds very confident.] I take breaks every now and then, and I make sure to get a good night's sleep on most nights! [When he can get himself to sleep.] So no one needs show me "fun" or "taking it easy" in the dictionary!
HELP ISHIMARU'S SO CUTE?????
All that is to say Akira knows how these types operate, and where Ishimaru might not be able to readily admit he's wound up tighter than a broken spring, Akira won't be so easily fooled.
Barely containing a smile behind his hand, Akira nods... Mhmm, yes, sure. He believes you, Ishimaru, but let him inquire further.]
Okay. What do you like to do in your free time?
THERE IS NO HELP YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT
Ah, an interesting question! I do like to read. Do you know that studying can be quite fun too, Kurusu-kun? I also practice kendo regularly! And... ah... gardening! That is right. [A little laugh.] During my time here at Yogen, I have been growing out a green thumb and practicing some gardening here and there!
OH NO HOW DO I DEAL WITH IT, I'M PANICKING
We have a lot in common. Some nights I'd study so hard I'd pass out in class the next day.
[But he's not gonna call that fun. Not even close.]
But speaking of thumbs, how are your gaming skills? Everybody likes video games.
DEEP BREATHs, DEEP BREATHS
[Ishimaru is a little confused as he follows his movements. Where are they going? But as Akira brings up the next question, it all starts to become clear.]
Hmmm... I did not always agree to that sentiment. But I have learned a few things about video games from other students, and I have tried a few... [It's mostly thanks to Nanami's influence the first time I was here.] I am not sure how my skills measure up, however! I do not believe that I have put enough hard work into such games!