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expiationlogs2024-02-10 05:08 am
murderingjustice) wrote in expiationlogs2024-02-10 05:08 am
[open] February Catch-all!
Who: Akechi & Co
Where: Here and there
What: Very generic catch all log
Warnings: Typical Akechi-related warnings
Community service
[You know, after being here for nearly a year you'd expect one to grow more accustomed to all the weirdness that's going on. And well, Akechi had thought he had seen it all. From the vengeful desert ghosts to maze of trauma to a gigantic squid monster -- the last one, which he missed because of something he didn't see incoming. He had known that this world (especially the Council) liked to play with their emotions and put them under different kinds of afflictions. But this time they had gone too far, hit him where it hurt the most and insulted his very being.
They had erased his memories. Like that fucking piece of shit therapist had attempted to do.
So, to say that Akechi was in a foul mood was an understatement of a lifetime. He was really tempted to pick where Dazai had left off and actually set the whole city hall building on fire. It honestly took a lot self-control from him not to just summon Loki and blow the place into smithereens. But... for the first time ever in his life Akechi has someone else to take into consideration when making his choices and well. He really didn't want to add more stress on Akira's plate during this time of the year. His sudden personality change had been just as traumatic to his partner as it had been to him.
Reluctantly, he decides to focus his energy to something more productive instead of destruction. Wow, what a character growth!
So, he does take part in assisting rebuilding Aldrip.]
a; the mess
[Even though Akechi isn't the most physically buff out there, and is somewhat lacking on the pure strength-department, it doesn't mean he's completely useless when it comes to dealing with the rubble and construction work. Meaning, he'll mostly take the role of an organizer, listing down needed equipment and materials and directing people around. Just give him one of those yellow construction helmets and he'd be perfect!
In fact he's going through with his notes at the moment with a rather frustrated expression on his face, his lips pressed into a thing line.]
Hey, [He calls out for the closest person, looking up from his notebook.] do you have moment? There's something that needs to be moved and we could use extra muscle power.
b; disaster
[He's... not entirely sure how he allowed himself to be pressured into working at the kitchen tent but there he is! Standing in front of one of the bigger pots placed on a makeshift fire. It's been about a year since last time the locals dragged him into cooking, and he has been learning some (mostly thanks to efforts of Kotone and Akira) so he had hoped that he managed to do as much as help with the soup.
And yet, despite of his best efforts, he's having an awful déjà vu as the strong burnt stench reaches his nostrils, the soup he's making taking a very unappetizing brownish color in the pot. Oh no, just what did he do?]
c; frustration
[Akechi keeps his eyes and ears open when the diplomats from Ketsora arrive to Aldrip. Of course he had, just like about everyone else, noticed the ominous blue light in the sky. His first reaction was to investigate it but... unfortunately the locals wanted to keep The Chosen away from the incident. Which he found to be beyond infuriating. Really, at times like these he really did miss Dazai and his network.
But with his options limited he could only do was to make sure that the relationship between Ketsora didn't escalate any further. So, after the diplomats came and announced the party Akechi agreed to help with the preparations. Which, this time, actually meant running errands for the party. So.. Great?
Akechi can be seen walking around Aldrip, carrying bags and boxes full of different materials for the party, from pieces of fabric to sashes and to other decoration. It's actually pretty difficult to make his way through the bumpy streets (god he misses proper pavement), but if he's struggling he's not showing it!
And like usually, the closer the party date gets, the more hectic things become. And Akechi finds himself sitting at one of the crafting tables helping with the decorations. Surrounded by colorful fabric and paper, he's tasked in making frivolous and tacky-looking ribbons as well making paper flowers.. It's actually going surprisingly well?
Also, there might or might not be a playful black tortoise-colored kitty cat running around the hallways and chasing down the frogs.]
WILDCARD: [ooc: You know what this is for :D Akechi can be found about anywhere around Aldrip. So, HMU!]
Where: Here and there
What: Very generic catch all log
Warnings: Typical Akechi-related warnings
Community service
[You know, after being here for nearly a year you'd expect one to grow more accustomed to all the weirdness that's going on. And well, Akechi had thought he had seen it all. From the vengeful desert ghosts to maze of trauma to a gigantic squid monster -- the last one, which he missed because of something he didn't see incoming. He had known that this world (especially the Council) liked to play with their emotions and put them under different kinds of afflictions. But this time they had gone too far, hit him where it hurt the most and insulted his very being.
They had erased his memories. Like that fucking piece of shit therapist had attempted to do.
So, to say that Akechi was in a foul mood was an understatement of a lifetime. He was really tempted to pick where Dazai had left off and actually set the whole city hall building on fire. It honestly took a lot self-control from him not to just summon Loki and blow the place into smithereens. But... for the first time ever in his life Akechi has someone else to take into consideration when making his choices and well. He really didn't want to add more stress on Akira's plate during this time of the year. His sudden personality change had been just as traumatic to his partner as it had been to him.
Reluctantly, he decides to focus his energy to something more productive instead of destruction. Wow, what a character growth!
So, he does take part in assisting rebuilding Aldrip.]
a; the mess
[Even though Akechi isn't the most physically buff out there, and is somewhat lacking on the pure strength-department, it doesn't mean he's completely useless when it comes to dealing with the rubble and construction work. Meaning, he'll mostly take the role of an organizer, listing down needed equipment and materials and directing people around. Just give him one of those yellow construction helmets and he'd be perfect!
In fact he's going through with his notes at the moment with a rather frustrated expression on his face, his lips pressed into a thing line.]
Hey, [He calls out for the closest person, looking up from his notebook.] do you have moment? There's something that needs to be moved and we could use extra muscle power.
b; disaster
[He's... not entirely sure how he allowed himself to be pressured into working at the kitchen tent but there he is! Standing in front of one of the bigger pots placed on a makeshift fire. It's been about a year since last time the locals dragged him into cooking, and he has been learning some (mostly thanks to efforts of Kotone and Akira) so he had hoped that he managed to do as much as help with the soup.
And yet, despite of his best efforts, he's having an awful déjà vu as the strong burnt stench reaches his nostrils, the soup he's making taking a very unappetizing brownish color in the pot. Oh no, just what did he do?]
c; frustration
[Akechi keeps his eyes and ears open when the diplomats from Ketsora arrive to Aldrip. Of course he had, just like about everyone else, noticed the ominous blue light in the sky. His first reaction was to investigate it but... unfortunately the locals wanted to keep The Chosen away from the incident. Which he found to be beyond infuriating. Really, at times like these he really did miss Dazai and his network.
But with his options limited he could only do was to make sure that the relationship between Ketsora didn't escalate any further. So, after the diplomats came and announced the party Akechi agreed to help with the preparations. Which, this time, actually meant running errands for the party. So.. Great?
Akechi can be seen walking around Aldrip, carrying bags and boxes full of different materials for the party, from pieces of fabric to sashes and to other decoration. It's actually pretty difficult to make his way through the bumpy streets (god he misses proper pavement), but if he's struggling he's not showing it!
And like usually, the closer the party date gets, the more hectic things become. And Akechi finds himself sitting at one of the crafting tables helping with the decorations. Surrounded by colorful fabric and paper, he's tasked in making frivolous and tacky-looking ribbons as well making paper flowers.. It's actually going surprisingly well?
Also, there might or might not be a playful black tortoise-colored kitty cat running around the hallways and chasing down the frogs.]
WILDCARD: [ooc: You know what this is for :D Akechi can be found about anywhere around Aldrip. So, HMU!]
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[ It's a surprised little sound. But even though her reaction may not be the most helpful, at least Ange does bother to bend down and grab the box that fell, putting its contents back in there before holding it herself for the moment.
If not just because Ange definitely isn't tall enough to put that back onto the stack. No way she could reach. ]
I didn't expect you to be roped into this. Is one of the locals blackmailing you or something?
[ Ange, do you think that's the only possible reason Akechi would help out... ]
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Is that truly the impression you have of me?
[Akechi just groans, shifting his hold on the boxes better on his arms. Luckily enough, they weren't too heavy to carry but he'd rather not to keep his arms up like this for too long, thanks.]
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Is it such a wrong one?
[ It doesn't even sound like she's judging. Her tone is so flat.. ]
I wouldn't be here either, if I wasn't being forced to help out. [ Hence the lack of judgement. ]