The Rising Tide [Wrath]
It looks like the battle is over. Akihiko should be happy. He really should be, but he's too damn frustrated. Everybody keeps getting in his way. Ignoring him, treating him like he's useless when he's probably the best prepared out of the group. Mitsuru's trying to fight in a party dress, for God's sake! The thought makes him pause slightly. Mitsuru has been acting rather oddly lately...with a snarl, he dismisses the thought.
His stomach rumbles. The food in the building definitely isn't safe, and if he doesn't punch something soon, he's going to snap.
Akihiko stalks off into the woods, away from the rest of the group. Let them figure out what they're doing right now. He's going to go find something edible and kill it.
His stomach rumbles. The food in the building definitely isn't safe, and if he doesn't punch something soon, he's going to snap.
Akihiko stalks off into the woods, away from the rest of the group. Let them figure out what they're doing right now. He's going to go find something edible and kill it.