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[akito]

Who: Wanijima Akito
When: Day 17, morning
Where: Hallway and apartment D areas
What: Akito was upset and Lind wanted to kill things. Win/Win?

[Akito is walking unsteadily; cheeks flushed with fever, and body covered by ALL THE BLOOD!! \o/ But he looks fairly pleased with himself despite all of this, and is carrying a couple dead dumbirds with him by their legs.]


[THINGS TO NOTE:
→ His eye is a different colour than Fang's. I waver between gold and grey/blue for his and don't feel like choosing [some icons would bug me if I did...] but either way, his eye is NOT a bright blue.
→ His right eye is golden, and the pupil is still a slit despite Agito being gone, but has the faint overlay of the Brain Charger's overlapping cross because Lind is closer to the 'surface'.
→ He maintains his canonical height of 4'8".
→ His hair is slightly longer at the moment.
→ He has this tattooed just above his right hipbone.]

Comments

[larcenous]

Dumbirds!

[akito]

[He holds them out for her.]

You said you'd help for food.

[larcenous]

[Takes them]

So I did, so I did. They'll come in handy; we've got, like, ten people living in our apartment now.

[akito]

Ten?

[The thought makes him somewhat queasy. Or maybe that's just the blood loss.]

I don't know how many are in my apartment, but I have a whole room to myself.

[larcenous]

Ten. Me, Aerta, Shinichi, Apollo, Sherlock, Gian, Kid Flash, Robin, Superboy, that other guy, and, actually, I think there might be another other guy...

[Looks him over.] Your place or mine? You look like you're half a second from falling on your face.

[akito]

Mine.

[He shrugs, wiping some blood from his mouth.] This kind of thing doesn't matter.

[anopenbook]

Rough day already?

[akito]

[With the recent arrivals, Akito's first assumption is that Red has confused him for someone else.]

I'm not Sparta or Fang, or whatever else they call themselves. Sorry! If you're looking for them, they're probably with the ones who consider me the pathetic phony.

[anopenbook]

I can fucking tell the difference, thank you very much.

Also geez, even if I did mistake ya. Don't drag me into whatever whatever is going on.

[akito]

If you can tell us apart, then why are you talking to me?

[His tone is a mixture of things, though it's easy to tell he's honestly confused.]

[anopenbook]

Because I was trying to be a nice guy? But if you don't like Nice Guys I can nice guy at someone else.

[hallucinogenetic]

He's annoying.

[anopenbook]

He does appear to have ah.

Drama issues?

[hallucinogenetic]

[irrrrritatedddd]

[anopenbook]

I would pat you comfortingly but you'd react just as prickly as he does.

[hallucinogenetic]

. . . yo.

[akito]

[WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO/ACKNOWLEDGING ME...]

..Hi.

[hallucinogenetic]

You're the one that lives in the other bedroom, right?

[akito]

Yeah. Why are you talking to me?

[hallucinogenetic]

[twitches a little]

We're living in the same place, unless you want to get the hell out and give us that room.

[dearyme]

Deary me! It's the first one! Did you see the other you? I met him!

[akito]

[...HE IS SO HAPPY WITH KARL'S PHRASING, OH GOSH. Him being the 'first one' and the other one being the 'other you' instead of the other way around... ;u;]

I saw him. He's the one everyone else seemed to have been waiting for.

[dearyme]

Well not me. If anyone here already knows him, then he's bad.

I like you better.

[akito]

They're the ones who were in that awful place with everyone else.

[He seems surprised, and it takes him a moment to realize what was said.]

Ah... You're the first person I've met who's said that! Most people seem to think I'm just a pathetic fake.

[dearyme]

Why would you be fake? You were here first. You're more the original than him.

And all those people are bad, from what I hear. They torment a poor girl for no reason and hate a small boy. He told me all about it.