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Characters: Akihiko and You (Open)
Setting: Cafeteria, Floors 22 and 25
Format: Whatever floats your boat
Summary: Akihiko's back from his dead world, getting back into the swing of tower life and a little unsure what to think about the experience.
Warnings: None at the moment

Cafeteria

There wasn't a lot of food to be found in the ruins of his world, and he's lost some weight from lack of nourishment. Most everything he ate was in a can or vacuum-sealed. Everything full of preservatives and cold.

It's fortunate that the cafeteria has a somewhat normal menu upon his return. It's not good for his regiment to eat so much, but letting go one time can't hurt, especially after what happened.

Hell, he can even tolerate the candy hearts that seem to have ended up into everything.

Floor 22

Akihiko's nothing of an art critic, but today the gallery catches his interest, as he catches a glance of a painting depicting children playing together in a room. There are two boys and a little girl in it, one boy and the girl with short, fair hair and the other dark brown. Their faces are turned away from the the viewer.

As he goes to leave, another work catches his eye. It consists of orange and red lengths of yarn glued in shapes to a collage of brick textures that look like they've been cut out of a home improvement catalog. In fact, closer examination of the cutouts shows white space from around the images, and their glossy feel is the same as magazine paper. It wouldn't be so horrific if the yarn hadn't been adhered to the canvas in the shape of flames. That and the piece kind of smells like smoke...

The art is so unsettling but he can't pull himself away just yet.

Floor 25

Nobody seems to be ~~sleeping~~ in the meadow, so Akihiko decides to do a few practice maneuvers here. It's the closest thing to a pleasant day outside he can get anymore.

He wouldn't be against someone wanting to join him, to spar or even just talk.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Akihiko's usually quiet, aside from the occasional grunt and heavy breath when he gets into a punch. He perks up when addressed, surprised a little by Sesshomaru's appearance. There's a strange regal heir to him.

"An opening?" Had his boxing been rusty without the guidance of his team advisor for so long?

[The demon lord remained impassive and merely nodded his assent, one clawed hand raising to point in the general direction of Akihiko's side.]

Big enough for someone to disembowel you, yes.

Normally his opponents don't try to do that! But this is the tower. He doesn't take the comment personally, but as constructive criticism. This is usually a move performed when his own opponent is open, but here, he could very well get double-teamed.

"Hmm. How should I block, then?"

Move faster.

[That's always a good option, yes. Except Sesshomaru sometimes forgets how fast can humans actually move. Whoops.]

"I'm not sure how much faster I can get...although I should be a little quicker than normal."

No Aki, just losing weight isn't the key to extra agility.

[...oh right, human. Sesshomaru folds his arms into his sleeves.]

Human speed is ridiculous.

[And demon lords are rude.]

Perhaps you should wear armor instead, then.

"That's actually a good idea!" Though he's not sure where he'll be able to find an armorsmith around the tower. But it's tough to bring Akihiko's spirit down. You'll have to really devastate him.

Of course it is.

[It's his idea, after all! All of Sesshomaru's ideas are brilliant, didn't you know?]

You should perhaps invest in a suitable weapon as well.

[Because what are you going to do with your fists, really?]