*it's a chilly morning, so accelerator is in the cafeteria making himself some coffee rather lazily. no milk, no sugar, no cream, not of that weak bullshit. accelerator drinks his coffee fucking BLACK. it could probably taste like shit and he wouldn't care, honestly. he yawns, tossing in another scoop of coffee grinds into the mug. perhaps you ( Read more... )

*the number one esper is no longer so. instead, he seems to have taken on a certain child teacher's magic skills. how can you tell? well, his hands are stained black--just like negi's were. yes, even the corruption of magia erebea transferred over. he's not bothering to hide his hands, since he's sitting on a couch in the lobby, bent over and ( Read more... )

*sitting outside on the steps of altamira, a pumpkin sitting next to him. he's actually kind of leaning on it with his arm, sipping on a can of coffee with the other. his new fancy cane (fuck you ed) propped up on the steps next to him. THAT'S ALL YOU'RE GETTING YAK.*

*akuserareta is just lying on a bench in the middle of some random courtyard, lost in thought as he stares up through some tree towards the sky. (deep) his crutch is propped up beside him on the bench, and there's... really not much more to say. IT'S A SICKLY ALBINO CRIPPLE LYING ON A BENCH, THAT'S EYE-CATCHING ENOUGH.*

*accelerator is sitting out on the veranda, slouched on a chair while waving his crutch back and forth by his side. there's a can of coffee next to him on the table, and he's using his free hand to tap onto the table thoughtfully. he's trying to remember just what the fuck happened last week, because he really can't recall anything. but there was ( Read more... )

*accelerator's in the lounge, lying on a couch while staring at the ceiling--his crutch lying on the floor next to him. in a perfect world, he would lock himself in his room and never come out. but yui was there jamming out, and no amount of karate chops really got her to stop rockin' it. so he decided to just give up and go somewhere else to get ( Read more... )

*so guys, in the middle of this one narrow street is a very lanky, skinny, whiter than kai, saleh and fate combined boy looking quite perplexed. he's supporting himself with a rather modernistic-looking crutch--a plastic bag held in his other hand. around his neck there seems to be some kind of choker with a wire coming out of it, which seems to ( Read more... )