Akira Kurusu

Hey, I'm Akira Kurusu. If you want to believe the rumours, be my guest. But I'm no criminal. Ask me anything and send me some rps guys! Independent RP/ask blog.

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{OOC} So, I've been away for a bit now and I'm sorry for that...I just needed to take a step back and breathe after my appointment last week. But I will try to answer threads tonight or tomorrow. Promise.

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{OOC} update

So I had chemo yesterday, which is why I wasn’t really on at all. Today I’m still pretty tired, but I’ll try to be on and do some replies later. For now I’m online, lurking in the shadows, so feel free to IM if you want to

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He was getting ready to pour the water over the grinds when she mentioned the girls. Catching him off guard, he stumbled the pot of hot water in his hand, spilling it on his lower shirt and pants with a pained intake of breath. As he scrambled about trying to stop the burning, he quickly answered her statement with one of his own, “A-ah, no! No you’re - ah - the first I’ve brought here without a group! There are girls in the Phantom Thieves..”

Removing his apron so he could lift the bottom of his shirt up to keep the hot water from his skin as best as he could, he looked at her with a light blush, “You’re the only girl I’ve brought here that isn’t a Phantom Thief…” Once the pain had subsided a bit, he sighed and dropped his shirt back in place, pouring the water again and handing her the cup of coffee once he was certain it was clean of any stray grinds.

Ikusaba simply watched as he hurt himself and showed now signs of wanting to help him out nor caring that he was in pain. When he finally calmed down and gave her the cup of coffee she stared down at it for a few moments before reaching out to take it in one of her hands. It may have been steaming hot but she was a trooper and cared very little as she brought the cup to her lips to take a sip.

It was good, there was no denying that but Ikusaba didn’t show that she enjoyed it nor did she compliment or thank him. Instead she continued to press him for more information on the Phantom Thieves. “So there are girls in your group…” Ikusaba wondered how he’d managed that but she was unaware of so much when it came to the group. “Is there anyway to tell how someone will change after you’ve stolen their heart?”

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As he turned his attention to the curry, he glanced sideways at her as she asked her question. Taking a moment to think as he watched the sauce thicken, he shook his head slowly, "Not really...we usually only go after bad people. And it takes quite a while for them to actually show significant changes. Usually, after we steal their heart, they remain really tired for a bit. Then one day, if they are evil, they confess all their crimes if it's needed. Until then, we don't really know...I've almost been arrested a few times. Lots of close calls."

He chuckled softly as he lifted the spoon up, dipping a finger onto it and tasting the flavors. After a moment, he smirked and set the spoon aside as he played two things of rice, adding the curry beside it. Carrying the plates over, he set one in front of her and the other beside her, grabbing his coffee and moving around to sit beside her. "Got more questions?" he asked as Morgana hissed at him before Akira patted the cats head

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{SMS}: Sweet dreams...with me in them 😉 jk

text messages meme || still accepting.

[ Text | Akira ] It’s incredibly unlikely you’ll be a part of any of my dreams.

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{SMS - Hifumi}: ooh, harsh, don'tcha think, Togo-san?

[cutiesoldiermukuro]

Her first question brought a soft chuckle from him as he pulled on the apron he used while he worked. “That’s just how Sojiro is…he seems to think any girl I bring here is a potential girlfriend.” Akira watched her with a smile as she made her way around the cafe cautiously. When she headed up the stairs, he called to her while he got the curry started, “Sorry for the mess up there.”

When she came back down, he smiled at her before grabbing some coffee beans to grind, “Yeah, there aren’t very many patrons anymore. We have a couple regulars and then my Phantom Thieves but other than that it’s usually pretty empty.” As he spoke, a black cat hopped his way down the stairs and immediately up onto the counter, meowing frantically at Akira as the young man looked at it with a chuckle, “Morgana, it’s fine. She’s fine. Trust me.”

Ikusaba frowned a little as she took a seat at the counter, giving herself enough space to be out of reach of Morgana. “If your cat tries to scratch me then I’ll stab it.” She had little sympathy for anyone but herself– and maybe a cute bunny. Cats just weren’t her thing. She propped her head up with her hand as she rested and elbow on the counter and stared towards the kitchen.

“It’s pretty dirty here…” Even downstairs gave her a feeling that it was old and grimy. “I’ve seen worse though… at least it’s warm enough.” Any kind of shelter was good enough for a former homeless kid and the same went for food. “So I’m not the first girl you’ve brought here…” Ikusaba mumbled out as she checked her phone, easing up a little as she felt a little safer with her inspection over.

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He was getting ready to pour the water over the grinds when she mentioned the girls. Catching him off guard, he stumbled the pot of hot water in his hand, spilling it on his lower shirt and pants with a pained intake of breath. As he scrambled about trying to stop the burning, he quickly answered her statement with one of his own, "A-ah, no! No you're - ah - the first I've brought here without a group! There are girls in the Phantom Thieves.."

Removing his apron so he could lift the bottom of his shirt up to keep the hot water from his skin as best as he could, he looked at her with a light blush, "You're the only girl I've brought here that isn't a Phantom Thief..." Once the pain had subsided a bit, he sighed and dropped his shirt back in place, pouring the water again and handing her the cup of coffee once he was certain it was clean of any stray grinds.

[cutiesoldiermukuro]

A sigh of relief left him as she agreed yet again to food. Following said sigh with a chuckle, he nodded and turned to head back to the train, “Of course I am. If I’m making it for you, it’s on the house.” He hadn’t yet let Sojiro know that he was bringing anyone, but he wouldn’t mind, right?

After the short ride on the train, he lead her to the cafe where he stayed, stopping in front of the door to glance at her, “It’s kind of small. There’s hardly anyone here ever, so it should be quiet. Oh and don’t mind my guardian, Sojiro…he will say some odd things.” With that, he opened the door and let her in first to the sound of the bell above the door.

“You’re home earlier than expected,” an older gentleman called from back before making his way around where he could see the two. He had begun a sentence, only to change it once he saw who was there, “I was beginning to think you and the others went to that pl–…Oh! Ah, hi. Akira, you brought a girl?”

Joker’s face lit up a bright red as he shook his head quickly, “It’s…it’s not like that, okay? I interrupted her at the range so I offered to make her curry as an apology.” Sojiro looked between them for a moment before chuckling, lifting his brow with a sly smirk before nodding.

“Uh huh…well…don’t forget to lock up then, okay? I’m going back to Futaba for the day. I’ll let her know you have a girl here.” He finished his sentence as he made his way passed them, Akira mumbling a soft “please don’t” as the man nodded to Mukuro and disappeared out the door.

With a sigh, Akira looked at her and blushed, gesturing to the counter, “Please, sit. I’ll be right behind the counter while I cook so we can talk while I do that..”

Ikusaba didn’t mind the train ride too much but she still felt a little uneasy being around him. Would he really keep his word or was he just trying to blindside her? Come to think of it she didn’t know exactly how he could steal a person’s heart so the soldier was on edge. The easiest explanation was that he brainwashed people in some way. When they arrived at Leblanc she didn’t think too much of it other than it was out of the way and would be an ideal spot for an ambush. “I see…” Ikusaba was cautious as he went inside, checking her surroundings before slowly walking up to the entrance as she peeked inside. First she looked at the potential escape routes while taking note of who was inside the shop.

What she didn’t expect was the teasing tone of the owner who seemed to think that the two were a couple looking for some alone time. Ikusaba wasn’t sure if she felt disgusted or bashful but instead she just stood there in silence and let Akira try to handle everything. Once Sojiro left she could feel the heat rise to her cheeks a little. “Is he… always like that?”

She didn’t really know what to think so instead she continued her survey of the place, even wandering into the back as she started to walk up the stairs without even asking for any permission. Ikusaba would never feel safe in a new place without checking every potential spot to make sure there were no attackers. Once she was made it to the top she seemed satisfied that no one else was there and quickly came back down. “So… It’s just us then…?”

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Her first question brought a soft chuckle from him as he pulled on the apron he used while he worked. "That's just how Sojiro is...he seems to think any girl I bring here is a potential girlfriend." Akira watched her with a smile as she made her way around the cafe cautiously. When she headed up the stairs, he called to her while he got the curry started, "Sorry for the mess up there."

When she came back down, he smiled at her before grabbing some coffee beans to grind, "Yeah, there aren't very many patrons anymore. We have a couple regulars and then my Phantom Thieves but other than that it's usually pretty empty." As he spoke, a black cat hopped his way down the stairs and immediately up onto the counter, meowing frantically at Akira as the young man looked at it with a chuckle, "Morgana, it's fine. She's fine. Trust me."

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Akira shook his head slowly, not dropping his hand as he spoke slowly, “We…use to do things based on ‘society’s standards’ but not anymore. Now we do things by our own standards.” The rest of her words left him with a sense of unease. Was that really everything he needed…? Maybe he was just not that bright, but he was certain he hadn’t gotten enough for the keywords.

Then he saw it. Her hand shaking just a little. It was enough that he knew maybe she did need saving…maybe she even wanted it but didn’t realize that. Dropping his hand, he looked at her eyes and spoke in his most sincere voice, “Okay then…you don’t need saved. I get it. So I will tell you know, I will not steal your heart like you think or like you’re afraid of. Okay? Let’s just…talk. you and me, a couple cups of coffee, a couple plates of curry, and no more talk of stealing hearts or the Phantom Thieves. Alright?”

Ikusaba didn’t really trust him but she did have a bit of an interest in learning more about someone who claimed to be the leader of the Phantom Thieves. “Fine… but you’re treating me.” She reluctantly put her knife back int it’s holster before crossing her arms. Obviously she was still upset over the conversation that had just happened but she was still willing to sit and talk.

“Just so you know… I’m not good at talking… if you hadn’t noticed already.” Ikusaba still decided to follow behind him as she surveyed their surroundings just in case he were leading her into an ambush of some kind. She never felt quite safe unless every possible attack route had been considered and checked. The offer of food did sound good to her though and while she didn’t care too much for how anything tasted she was a little curious to see how good he was.

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A sigh of relief left him as she agreed yet again to food. Following said sigh with a chuckle, he nodded and turned to head back to the train, "Of course I am. If I'm making it for you, it's on the house." He hadn't yet let Sojiro know that he was bringing anyone, but he wouldn't mind, right?

After the short ride on the train, he lead her to the cafe where he stayed, stopping in front of the door to glance at her, "It's kind of small. There's hardly anyone here ever, so it should be quiet. Oh and don't mind my guardian, Sojiro...he will say some odd things." With that, he opened the door and let her in first to the sound of the bell above the door.

"You're home earlier than expected," an older gentleman called from back before making his way around where he could see the two. He had begun a sentence, only to change it once he saw who was there, "I was beginning to think you and the others went to that pl--...Oh! Ah, hi. Akira, you brought a girl?"

Joker's face lit up a bright red as he shook his head quickly, "It's...it's not like that, okay? I interrupted her at the range so I offered to make her curry as an apology." Sojiro looked between them for a moment before chuckling, lifting his brow with a sly smirk before nodding.

"Uh huh...well...don't forget to lock up then, okay? I'm going back to Futaba for the day. I'll let her know you have a girl here." He finished his sentence as he made his way passed them, Akira mumbling a soft "please don't" as the man nodded to Mukuro and disappeared out the door.

With a sigh, Akira looked at her and blushed, gesturing to the counter, "Please, sit. I'll be right behind the counter while I cook so we can talk while I do that.."

[cutiesoldiermukuro]

Well that went well.

With a heavy sigh, he crossed his arms over his chest and watched her, noticing her prepared stance and listening intently to her words for any clues to the keywords. Around them were a few gasps of some people who were walking by and murmurs from the same, terrified people. She wasn’t just hostile to be as such…he could see a slight nervousness beneath it all. Taking a breath, he prepared his words. He knew it would go badly, after all.

“Listen, I’m not just a Phantom Thief. I’m their leader. Who we go after has to be approved by everyone but I call the shots. I just need to know if you have a heart that NEEDS stolen. If it doesn’t, I can keep us away from it. But I can’t determine that without getting to know you.” His voice was calm, steady as he spoke to her. He wasn’t afraid. If he were to die here, then he supposed that was how it was meant to be. But he had a suspicion she wouldn’t do it. Hurt him, maybe, but she wouldn’t kill him unless ordered.

“To be honest…you seem detached, lost even. I just…want to help,” he held his hand out slowly, palm up, before slipping on a slight, crooked smile, “Not everyone’s heart we steal is bad…and the change of heart isn’t always so dramatic. In fact…one of our members is one of us because she asked us to steal her heart. To help her. Save her.”

Ikusaba’s stance didn’t alter in the slightest as she listened to him but her expression did lighten up a little. “All I need is Junko… I’m the only one who can understand her.” She was conflicted over what to do as she didn’t have any direct orders when it came to the Phantom Thieves. “Do I need my heart stolen? By society’s standards… most likely.”

She cared little for how others saw her as there were only a few people in the world that she had any meaningful connection to. “I’ve already told you everything you need to know. Do what you will… but I won’t hesitate to kill you if you try to change my heart.”

The soldier held her knife still, ready to kill upon a moment’s notice as she glared at him. “I can’t verify any of what you’re claiming and I don’t want my heart changed… I don’t… need to be saved.” Ikusaba’s blade wavered slightly as her hand shook a little. While dodging gunfire was as solid as a rock but while facing her own distorted heart she could feel herself becoming uneasy.

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Akira shook his head slowly, not dropping his hand as he spoke slowly, "We...use to do things based on 'society's standards' but not anymore. Now we do things by our own standards." The rest of her words left him with a sense of unease. Was that really everything he needed...? Maybe he was just not that bright, but he was certain he hadn't gotten enough for the keywords.

Then he saw it. Her hand shaking just a little. It was enough that he knew maybe she did need saving...maybe she even wanted it but didn't realize that. Dropping his hand, he looked at her eyes and spoke in his most sincere voice, "Okay then...you don't need saved. I get it. So I will tell you know, I will not steal your heart like you think or like you're afraid of. Okay? Let's just...talk. you and me, a couple cups of coffee, a couple plates of curry, and no more talk of stealing hearts or the Phantom Thieves. Alright?"

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That made Joker pause halfway through the gate. Turning to look at her, he frowned slightly and opened his mouth to speak before he realized they were in the way. Bowing an apology to a woman behind them, he took Mukuro’s hand and pulled her to the side by the wall. Looking at her closely, his brows stitched together as he tried to find a way to word it without sounding like a creep.

“Listen. I don’t know who your sister is or why you seem to be so insecure about yourself that you would think I’m trying to get to her through you, but you are attractive. Very beautiful in your own way, kind of introverted and quiet, but you’re a badass. I find those traits very attractive.” Taking a deep breath, he shoved his hands in his pockets and glanced to the side, chewing the inside of his lower lip before continuing, “If I’m honest, I really just wanted to get to know you. That’s all. I’m a…” How in the world does he say Phantom Thief without making her roll her eyes and walk away? Sighing, he resigned to just saying it, “I’m a Phantom Thief. I need to know some things about you to…make sure you don’t have a heart that needs stolen, okay?”

A light blush appeared on her cheeks as he continued to compliment her. Why does he keep insisting that I’m…? Ikusaba didn’t understand how he could ever think that way. Sure she was badass but everything else about her was just so disappointing. She didn’t like her hand being grabbed but until he presented himself as a threat she wouldn’t make a move since there were more pressing things on her mind. 

Her expression changed to a completely hostile one when he mentioned that he was a Phantom Thief. Of course she’d heard it before but something about him made her believe that he was telling the truth this time. “A Phantom Thief?” Ikusaba stepped away from him and pulled out her knife in the blink of an eye, ready to fight if need be. “That would explain why you’re so weird… or you could just be insane.”

Cold eyes stared him down as she spoke. “You want to know more about me? Fine. I’ll tell you everything you’d be able to find out online. I grew up homeless on the streets with my sister. Instead of going to middle school I joined the mercenary group Fenrir and went on countless missions throughout the world. My kill count is in the hundreds and I don’t care. I follow my orders… whatever they may be. If you try to change my heart then I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

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Well that went well.

With a heavy sigh, he crossed his arms over his chest and watched her, noticing her prepared stance and listening intently to her words for any clues to the keywords. Around them were a few gasps of some people who were walking by and murmurs from the same, terrified people. She wasn't just hostile to be as such...he could see a slight nervousness beneath it all. Taking a breath, he prepared his words. He knew it would go badly, after all.

"Listen, I'm not just a Phantom Thief. I'm their leader. Who we go after has to be approved by everyone but I call the shots. I just need to know if you have a heart that NEEDS stolen. If it doesn't, I can keep us away from it. But I can't determine that without getting to know you." His voice was calm, steady as he spoke to her. He wasn't afraid. If he were to die here, then he supposed that was how it was meant to be. But he had a suspicion she wouldn't do it. Hurt him, maybe, but she wouldn't kill him unless ordered.

"To be honest...you seem detached, lost even. I just...want to help," he held his hand out slowly, palm up, before slipping on a slight, crooked smile, "Not everyone's heart we steal is bad...and the change of heart isn't always so dramatic. In fact...one of our members is one of us because she asked us to steal her heart. To help her. Save her."

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Her question brought him to turn around, glancing at her as his smile slipped of his lips. She would think him insane if he told her his intentions in detail. Not to mention she would probably then leave without him getting any information. Akira couldn’t have that…he needed to figure out her castle and see if she was really bad or just lost. However, he didn’t quite understand why he felt the need for that either.

Shaking his thoughts from his head, he flashed her another smile and shrugged slightly, giving the only answer he could think that might be acceptable. “I wanted to know more about you. I uh…think you’re attractive and uh…was willing to get rejected as long as I got to know you better.” Managing to stammer out the on the fly excuse, he turned and began walking again, taking his wallet out to swipe his card for the train. It wasn’t a total lie, after all.

Attractive? Now Ikusaba knew something was up– or at least she thought she did. “Why are you lying?” Ikusaba glared at him, nearly certain that there was no way he could find her attractive. “I’m not attractive nor pretty… and I know I’m horrible company. So what are you really after?” Her own self image was horribly distorted to the point where she didn’t think anyone would ever find her beautiful.

“I get it. You’re looking to get to know my sister through me, aren’t you?” Ikusaba was used to being treated as a proxy to her sister but generally she shut that down quickly. She hadn’t even considered that he might not know who her sister was because practically everyone knew the famous model. The soldier had concocted her own little scenario about his intentions but it was only natural that she got it wrong since she wasn’t the SHSL detective by any means.

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That made Joker pause halfway through the gate. Turning to look at her, he frowned slightly and opened his mouth to speak before he realized they were in the way. Bowing an apology to a woman behind them, he took Mukuro's hand and pulled her to the side by the wall. Looking at her closely, his brows stitched together as he tried to find a way to word it without sounding like a creep.

"Listen. I don't know who your sister is or why you seem to be so insecure about yourself that you would think I'm trying to get to her through you, but you are attractive. Very beautiful in your own way, kind of introverted and quiet, but you're a badass. I find those traits very attractive." Taking a deep breath, he shoved his hands in his pockets and glanced to the side, chewing the inside of his lower lip before continuing, "If I'm honest, I really just wanted to get to know you. That's all. I'm a..." How in the world does he say Phantom Thief without making her roll her eyes and walk away? Sighing, he resigned to just saying it, "I'm a Phantom Thief. I need to know some things about you to...make sure you don't have a heart that needs stolen, okay?"

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Akira shook his head once as he chuckled, “Not a date. Just my way of apologizing for interrupting your time here.” His brow lifted at her growling stomach, but he held back his laughter, instead answering her question with a light shrug, “No no…I live there. I’m staying with the owner for a year so he put me up in the attic. I work there sometimes, but not for money.”

Despite the probably expected reaction, Joker laughed at her threat. Unknown to her, he was use to hearing things much worse than that and then facing death on a regular basis by now. His answer to her threat was merely to turn and wave her to follow as he headed to the station, “No funny business. Just coffee, curry, and my in an apron.”

Ikusaba was almost disappointed that he didn’t show much of a reaction to her threat and could only assume that those online rumors were about him. “Hmm.” She mumbled out as she followed behind him, staring into the back of his head as they walked. Ikusaba was slow to trust others but she also wasn’t very smart or good at making decisions.

Most of the time she relied on her skills to get out of sticky situations, especially when it came to delinquents. “I still don’t understand–… why are you doing this?” Ikusaba couldn’t fathom why he would be nice to her unless he was getting something out of it. “This seems like more than a simple apology…”

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Her question brought him to turn around, glancing at her as his smile slipped of his lips. She would think him insane if he told her his intentions in detail. Not to mention she would probably then leave without him getting any information. Akira couldn't have that...he needed to figure out her castle and see if she was really bad or just lost. However, he didn't quite understand why he felt the need for that either.

Shaking his thoughts from his head, he flashed her another smile and shrugged slightly, giving the only answer he could think that might be acceptable. "I wanted to know more about you. I uh...think you're attractive and uh...was willing to get rejected as long as I got to know you better." Managing to stammer out the on the fly excuse, he turned and began walking again, taking his wallet out to swipe his card for the train. It wasn't a total lie, after all.

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To his surprise, the door opened to reveal the very girl he was looking for. He wasn’t the greatest at talking to girls, let alone finding out what keywords would be without his friends. But, for some reason, he wanted to do this on his own as much as he could. Maybe he could convince Morgana to come with him.

When he heard her question, his answer fell from his lips before he could stop them, accompanied by a slight smirk. “Yes I did. You. Let’s go get something to eat..Or I can make curry and some coffee. I don’t think boss would mind. What do you say?” He had to find out more about her somehow; it was the only way to figure out the keywords.

Ikusaba was surprised to hear how forward he was with inviting her out to eat. The fact that he could cook was equally surprising to her but she did have a few questions on her mind. “As long as this isn’t a… date.” Her stomach nearly growled in hunger and curry did sound good to her.

“So… do you work at a coffee and curry shop or something?” Normally a girl might feel a bit odd going anywhere with a guy she just met but Ikusaba was confident in one thing and that was her combat ability.  “Just don’t try anything funny or I’ll stab you.” She said bluntly as she lifted her skirt a just enough to show the knife holster she had on around her thigh. There was no hesitation in her words as she spoke her threat, quite happy to stab someone if the got out of line.

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Akira shook his head once as he chuckled, "Not a date. Just my way of apologizing for interrupting your time here." His brow lifted at her growling stomach, but he held back his laughter, instead answering her question with a light shrug, "No no...I live there. I'm staying with the owner for a year so he put me up in the attic. I work there sometimes, but not for money."

Despite the probably expected reaction, Joker laughed at her threat. Unknown to her, he was use to hearing things much worse than that and then facing death on a regular basis by now. His answer to her threat was merely to turn and wave her to follow as he headed to the station, "No funny business. Just coffee, curry, and my in an apron."

[cutiesoldiermukuro]

If that girl, Mukuro, had a palace….

With a sigh, Joker pocketed his phone and looked to the door. He would have to get to know her better somehow in order to get her keywords. Where on Earth would her palace be? WHAT would it be? Could she really be a bad person? Or is she simply hiding or lying to herself, like Futaba?

“This girl just keeps getting more and more interesting..” he murmured to himself, dark eyes staring at the door. Maybe she would come out soon…but maybe not. Groaning softly, he ruffled his hair roughly and pushed off the wall, heading back to the door with a hand in his pocket.

Ikusaba had planned on continuing her practice until the familiar pain of hunger hit her stomach. It was a pain she was all too used to but right now she had the luxury of getting food whenever she wanted. Quickly she cleaned up her station, putting the gun away while throwing out every piece of paper she’d shot through.

Just as she opened the door to leave she noticed that Akira seemed to be coming back in. “Forget something…?” Ikusaba stared up at him with a blank gaze, trying to figure out if what she’d read on the internet was about this guy was true or not. Of all the people for him to try and get to know– Ikusaba was the worst. It was hard to get her to open up on a good day.

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To his surprise, the door opened to reveal the very girl he was looking for. He wasn't the greatest at talking to girls, let alone finding out what keywords would be without his friends. But, for some reason, he wanted to do this on his own as much as he could. Maybe he could convince Morgana to come with him.

When he heard her question, his answer fell from his lips before he could stop them, accompanied by a slight smirk. "Yes I did. You. Let's go get something to eat..Or I can make curry and some coffee. I don't think boss would mind. What do you say?" He had to find out more about her somehow; it was the only way to figure out the keywords.

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{[ONLINE]}

>>And we are online for the day.

>>“You don’t need to speak for me, Tristan..”

>>Oh, right. Sorry. Do you want to say it then?

>>~he glances to the side and grumbles~

>>No?

>>“Hmph…we are online.”~blushes~

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Akira and Futaba were in the attic he called a room playing another co-op game when Akira won his third game in a row. Granted, it was nothing compared to the 5 or 6 she had on him, but he felt he was starting to get the hang of it all. It was something she had brought over, but he was enjoying his time with her.

Joker turned to her with an almost cheeky grin, setting his controller down for a moment as he stretched his fingers, “I win again. Think I’m getting the hang of this.” It was then that he noticed that it had gotten dark out and he blinked, “Wow…we’ve been at this a while…hey you okay?” He had noticed her looking a little down suddenly and his concern for her went through the roof.

@the-headphoned-hack3r

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“Oh I just got distracted that’s why I wasn’t focusing at the game at all..”  Futaba sighs and shook her head in disbelief. She can’t believe Akira would notice. Then again, she wasn’t doing well in the game they were playing. Usually, they would always go for ties.

“I-i’m sorry.. Something’s bothering me, Akira. I can’t shake off the idea and it scares me..” 

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The young man frowned and gently took the controller from her grip, grabbing her chair and turning it so she was facing him. Akira touched her arm gently, brows stitched together as dark eyes watched her from behind black frames.

The young girl had grown special to him, much to the dislike of Sojiro, but it just made him protective of the timid hacker. Whatever bothered her, he always tried to take it away. He was her 'key item' after all.

"What's wrong, Futaba? Talk to me.."

[blessedstars]

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Akira laughed softly and adjusted his glasses, giving her a reassured nod. “You’re right. No such thing.” Closing his eyes, he shook his head sternly before flashing her a smile. “Do you feel better now, Futaba?” @keepslists

Woah, surprise! Caught up in her sleepiness, she paid no mind to where she was actually sleeping just a moment ago, until it hit her that it wasn’t her room. What she recalled, was a very intense round of video games and then…the rest was blank, so she assumed it was harmless. She just…probably went too hard, and ended up on his futon as a result.  

“Dunno…still feel sleepy.” Thinking about it made it her more sleepy, so she stopped. She forced herself to pull herself up from where she was resting. 

“So…how ‘bout round two? Might keep me awake.” 

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Joker laughed softly at her surprise. She obviously didn't remember falling asleep in his room, which meant she wouldn't remember him carrying her to his bed and removing her glasses. Standing from his desk, he grabbed her glasses and walked to her, handing them over so she could put them on.

"If you want a round two, I can do a round two. I was just working on some infiltration tools, so I'm good to go."

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Akira turned his gaze to the door to the range, wondering if perhaps he should have tried harder before shaking his head. “She said to give up, right?” He chuckled softly at their encounter. It wasn’t the worst one he had had. Maybe he had come on too strong. Or maybe he had done that because he was slightly intimidated. Then the thought popped into his head again…

Tapping on the Metaverse app, he put in her name, mumbling it softly to himself, “Mukuro Ikusaba…”

Candidate found. Despite his lack of surprise, Akira frowned at the result found. She had a shadow…but not in Mementos? But that could only mean…

“A palace? Really?”

Ikusaba let out a heavy sigh as she took a seat at one of the nearby chairs. Rather than dwell on it she decided that maybe it was best if she just forgot about Akira. Yet curiousity got the better of her as she pulled out her phone and looked him up on a search engine. At best she thought she’d find some kind of social media account but she was surprised to find some articles and blog posts about someone with the same name and how he was a delinquent.

“Can’t be…” She mumbled to herself, not really believing anything she read online. “He’s too different from what they’re describing… it has to be someone else they’re talking about.” Even if it was him she didn’t really care too much but she was just surprised at what she’d found. Ikusaba frowned a little as she began to wonder– what were his intentions with learning how to shoot a gun better?

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If that girl, Mukuro, had a palace....

With a sigh, Joker pocketed his phone and looked to the door. He would have to get to know her better somehow in order to get her keywords. Where on Earth would her palace be? WHAT would it be? Could she really be a bad person? Or is she simply hiding or lying to herself, like Futaba?

"This girl just keeps getting more and more interesting.." he murmured to himself, dark eyes staring at the door. Maybe she would come out soon...but maybe not. Groaning softly, he ruffled his hair roughly and pushed off the wall, heading back to the door with a hand in his pocket.