Post by Akira Nakajima on Apr 14, 2015 22:53:37 GMT
Hair disheveled and curled in spots by the wind from the dead Gandharva, Akira took a moment to straighten his hair before having Hayagriva turn around and close the distance. With a simple mental urge, the boy had his Persona fire off another Media. The blasts of wind had been annoying, especially up close. Not only were they damaging, but his leather jacket had rips where blades of wind had bitten through. Oh well. Such was the risk of a battle with demons. Fairies. Whatever. And that was life. He wasn't sure if the other boy needed healing, but he imagined the girl didn't get off without at least some scratches.
”Leaving already, Miss? It must be difficult to find others that have the same. . . would you even call this a gift? The same power as you. Or so I assume, at least. I won't force you to stay, but it would be appreciated, if only for the sake of sharing information.” He said his part. If Rukako left anyway, well, it wasn't his part to chastise her. Even if it would weigh on his mind later. He could always tease his “partner” at work. That would be a good form of stress relief, he was sure. Rather than worrying about her- she'd either return or leave on her own, he turned his attention to the other youth. One red and one blue eye bore down on the guy that had started the fight.
”Might wanna hold off on the berserk charges. Could be bad if you didn't have a healer around.” He casually commented. ”Still, good to meet others with the same power. Name's Akira. Nakajima Akira. If it's fine with you, I'd like to share information. If we pool our resources, we might be able to piece together this macabre puzzle. Or, at the very least, figure out some things.” He shrugged, waiting for some input from either party. He made sure his voice was loud enough to reach Rukako. Or it should have, anyway.
”Leaving already, Miss? It must be difficult to find others that have the same. . . would you even call this a gift? The same power as you. Or so I assume, at least. I won't force you to stay, but it would be appreciated, if only for the sake of sharing information.” He said his part. If Rukako left anyway, well, it wasn't his part to chastise her. Even if it would weigh on his mind later. He could always tease his “partner” at work. That would be a good form of stress relief, he was sure. Rather than worrying about her- she'd either return or leave on her own, he turned his attention to the other youth. One red and one blue eye bore down on the guy that had started the fight.
”Might wanna hold off on the berserk charges. Could be bad if you didn't have a healer around.” He casually commented. ”Still, good to meet others with the same power. Name's Akira. Nakajima Akira. If it's fine with you, I'd like to share information. If we pool our resources, we might be able to piece together this macabre puzzle. Or, at the very least, figure out some things.” He shrugged, waiting for some input from either party. He made sure his voice was loud enough to reach Rukako. Or it should have, anyway.