akira kijima

[magichammer]

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w0, saturday

[magichammer]

[ sometimes you have a "trial" inquisition to find a murderer and nearly trick yourself into thinking someone else did it

it's a lot? so she's come out to the beach to do some relaxing, scope out any fresh new nighttime ingredients, maybe bother a few people along the way. ]

Oh hey, you're... uh...

[ what's your name again ]

[bloodread]

[ Akira is here mainly to clear his head a little, just like he was the night when he got trapped here. Maybe he should learn his lesson that the beach is anything but serene, but that won't save him in the moment. ]

You works. Or you gonna come up with a stupid nickname for me? [ He's still a bit cranky. ]

[magichammer]

Wow, okay, Mr. Crankyface.

[ she's so good at this ]

You could just tell me your name, y'know. Here, lemme show you - I'm Ulrika Mulberry, and this is Albin...

[bloodread]

[ He totally should have just answered with his name to start, but he's a stupid stubborn boy. ]

I know how to introduce myself. Kijima. Akira Kijjima if you use Western order but just Kijima for you. [ His daemon in wolf form comes over from the surf with a lengthy stare. ]

Her name's Nagako.

[magichammer]

[ what the fuck is a "Western Order" ]

You seemed like you were having trouble though! I didn't just wanna leave you hanging.

[ to the wolf: ]

Hi, Nagako! Nice to meet you. Is he taking good care of your fur?

[bloodread]

[ Just wait until he realizes this is another person he needs to explain Africa to. ]

Uh-huh. [ Nagako's stare continues for a moment...but then she responds with a friendly yip. Akira meanwhile just sighs, betrayed by part of his own soul. ]

[magichammer]

[ Albin the kookaburra titters before shifting into his fuzzy ferret form. ]

So, what're you doing out here? Keeping watch for...

[ what did that one smooth talker mention? ]

... turtles?

[bloodread]

[ Nagako's head tilts, inquisitive. ]

Funny. [ He debates stopping there but she'd probably just push again, so. ]

Figured I should see if anything was here after all.

[magichammer]

I know.

[ she is a Delight at parties (no) ]

So? Any luck yet?

[bloodread]

Nothing. But I didn't hear or see anything Thursday night either. Why're you here?

[ He might be missing the part where the beach is huge. ]

[magichammer]

Can you blame me for wanting some fresh air?

[ 9 hours of close contact with a bunch of family drama... all while knowing they were probably standing in invisible blood... ]

'sides, Albin likes chasing the little crabs. And there's all kinds of shells here I've never seen before!

[bloodread]

No.

[ Just being with so many people for 9 hours was enough, nevermind anything else. ]

I don't go to the beach at home, so I wouldn't know.

[magichammer]

Why not? Can't swim?

[ she may have been a landlocked alchemist, but even she saw it a few times ]

[bloodread]

[ Both him and Nagako stare at her, in all of his 90s Hot Topic glory. ]

Do I look like the kinda guy you'd find at the beach?

[magichammer]

... Yyyyyyyyyyyyes?

[ she doesn't see the issue tbh ]

1/2

[bloodread]

...

[bloodread]

You-

I—

[ Please hold while Akira reboots he honestly has no idea how to respond here. ]

[magichammer]

[ waits ]








[ okay waiting done ]

... Helloooooooo? Did you have a stroke or something?

[bloodread]

Kinda wish I did.

[ His goth image... ]

Okay, what kind of guy do you think I look like? [ He's gonna regret this probably. ]

[magichammer]

I dunno. A pretty normal one, to be honest. Why?

[ like? is there something she should be seeing here?????? ]

[bloodread]

[ ............ ]

....sure, I guess, whatever. [ He tugs on his choker, feeling more awkward than he has in a real long time. Usually his 90% black ensemble and body jewelry is more than enough to tell people to stay away or make assumptions about him that he's up to No Good so. ]

I'm gonna go. [ He announces but does not leave, which means something probably. ]

[magichammer]

[ hm! that sure was abrupt... maybe he saw something? or maybe he got tired ]

Oh, alright. Want me to keep an eye out for turtles?

[bloodread]

[ A beat. ]

...yeah, if you see any weird ones with faces on their shells. [ He starts to walk off then stops a few feet away. ]

Later.

[magichammer]

You got it! Byeeeeeee!

w1 thursday morning

[bloodread]

[ The time is vaguely morning though it's edging closer to noon, but that's what counts for morning for teenage boys. Akira's busy in the kitchen, his hands full of crab as he prepares it for the Crab Feast later. The alpha crab's size aside, partially punching it to death means cleaning it is an ordeal in itself.

It doesn't seem like Akira minds, maybe because it means his hands are occupied, or maybe because it means he'll get a real dinner tonight and not just whatever he can cobble together from canned rations. He even seems to be somewhat humming, if an attempt at humming a few notes then dropping them only to pick them up again a few seconds later counts. ]