ITP: Your Emo

[andcontrarywise]

*Did things just get dimmer? Or maybe the atmosphere just became oppressive? At least in the vicinity of this particular barn. Out of nowhere, bad memories, insecurities, or a sudden case of the sads might be trying to bubble up

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[velocivector]

[on a corner of the barn roof, there's an albino human* sitting there with the square corner jutting between his legs, and a leg on either side of it, draping down. The strangest part is that he's holding the hand grip of a modernistic walking cane with one hand. Makes you wonder how the hell someone who needs it got up there on his own. Anyway, he leans forward just a bit, mulling over his newest memories... ones he didn't particularly want but is now stuck with.]

Tch.

[*human at first sense, but underneath all that there's the faintest sense of something... divine? Probably due to him being an artificial angel. SCIENCE IS AWESOME.]

[andcontrarywise]

*science does, indeed, cook up the most marvelous things from time to time? Yes, this might warrant some attention*

[velocivector]

[This is an interesting mixture of gloom and anger, radiating from this guy. He quietly surveys the area before him, absently swinging his legs on occasion.

Has not noticed the other person on the roof yet, though his ears are peeled for suspicious noises.]

[andcontrarywise]

*remains quiet for some time, observing, and silently trying to get a feel on this soul so far as one can*

[velocivector]

[There's a lot to pick up, depending on what Accelerator's unknown watcher is sensitive to. For the moment, he's mulling over his encounters with Kihara, Komaba Ritoku, the Railgun's mother, the bombing on Avignon, and the plot that resulted in his fight against the white-winged #2 ending in the other esper's incapacitation, though not without casualties... and the two instances - against Kihara after his battery ran out and against the #2 after Yomikawa fell bleeding to the ground - that black wings inexplicably sprouted from his back. He knows nothing about it, but part if him wonders if the General Director Aleister Crowley has anything to do with it. The virus uploaded onto Last Order had been called ANGEL, after all.]

[andcontrarywise]

*he may pick up his watcher as xe slips from the roof and through the shadows to reappear nearer him. Not too close, but close enough*

[velocivector]

[there's a prickle at the back of his neck, maybe a faint trembling of his fingers he only gets when Disguise Boy's trying to sneak up on him, but it's enough for him to swiftly reach for the electrode on his choker. A small click, and a small green light turns to red.

He waits patiently, the tension in his shoulders easing now.]

[andcontrarywise]

You must pardon one for sneaking up.

[velocivector]

[sighs, still suspicious, but at least he can stop being paranoid. He's got three hours of guaranteed protection.]

Will you be upset if I don't?

[andcontrarywise]

Not overmuch. One is used to it, at this point.

[velocivector]

[turns his head slightly in the direction the voice is coming from]

You sneak up on people a lot?

[andcontrarywise]

Very often.

[velocivector]

[blank stare. With his Redirection up, the... person's sensing of him may feel a tad duller than earlier, on the muted side, but he's still pretty clearly radiating an aura of a villain aching for the light, someone with his own set of standards, who just learned a month's worth of dangerous and at times heart-wrenching happenings back home. there are just some things that vector filters can't block.]

That so...

[andcontrarywise]

*tasty*

One fears it is in one's nature.

[velocivector]

[narrows eyes, counting to himself how many seconds have passed. Protection is good, but wasting the battery pointlessly is not.]

You certainly don't sound repentant about it.

[andcontrarywise]

*one is surely safe*

Repentant? Never in the least.