Akira Tadokoro (
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outer_divide2012-04-17 02:03 am
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[I hope none of you were tired of new faces yet, because here's another very new face for your enjoyment! This one, however, might not be what you're all used to.
The person holding the communicator at roughly arm's length is obviously a young man -- from the general build of his body, shoulders, and face, he can't be any older than 17 years. He certainly has a very... unique appearance to boot, though for some reason the jacket is tied around his waist instead of him actually wearing it. While the purpose behind this isn't clear, it does mean he's standing half-naked and apparently unbothered by that fact, meaning anyone watching the video can see he has far, far more scars snaking up and around his arms and shoulders than any teenager should have.]
This shit again? Who the hell is it this time? What the fuck did I do to upset your precious plans now?
[His tone is aggressive and angry; this is clearly not the first time he's been whisked off from his home, it seems, but he's not exactly the paragon of calm, rational thinking at the moment.]
Dammit, come out and fight!
The person holding the communicator at roughly arm's length is obviously a young man -- from the general build of his body, shoulders, and face, he can't be any older than 17 years. He certainly has a very... unique appearance to boot, though for some reason the jacket is tied around his waist instead of him actually wearing it. While the purpose behind this isn't clear, it does mean he's standing half-naked and apparently unbothered by that fact, meaning anyone watching the video can see he has far, far more scars snaking up and around his arms and shoulders than any teenager should have.]
This shit again? Who the hell is it this time? What the fuck did I do to upset your precious plans now?
[His tone is aggressive and angry; this is clearly not the first time he's been whisked off from his home, it seems, but he's not exactly the paragon of calm, rational thinking at the moment.]
Dammit, come out and fight!
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He glances back after a moment, looking concerned.]
That's... different.
[That's the best he can manage, but he looks confused. He thought he had it figured out, and yet...
Well.]
Guess they can't all make it as easy as Odio did.
[He seems... surprisingly unconcerned, all things considered.]
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Even if it's a different situation, the experience may come in useful.
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[To be honest, Akira... really can't tell. Everything here is unfamiliar and he seems to have just taken a seat wherever there was one available for him... namely, a rock.]
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So after a while of silence, he'll finally offer:]
Yeah?
[...and that's about it.]
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Yes.
I'm known as the Doctor.
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Still... no harm in exchanging names, even it his seems like a title. It's not like his name means anything.]
Akira.
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[He's kind of tired of standing out here, actually...]
I'm guessing there are other people 'round here, too? Is there a city somewhere?
[He assumes there are others, at least -- the Doctor sounded like he was speaking of multiple people -- and even an empty village is some sort of shelter.]
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Much of it lives in underground shelters, but there's a place that accommodates new arrivals on the surface.
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Alright. I'll look for it.
[The communicator is shoved into Akira's pocket, clicked off -- though whether he had intended it to be or not remains up for debate.
It isn't hard to find him when he stumbles into Old City -- a teenager with fairly gravity defying hair and without a shirt tends to stand out, especially since Akira's wearing his jacket normally now. He's looking around for the Doctor, though he seems quite a bit lost.]
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it's not long before the Doctor spots him, and he smiles softly as he approaches]
Akira?
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Yup.
[He cracks his knuckles in a casual way that suggests a habit rather than any intentional threat, his eyes fading into blankness, glowing yellowgreen.
Now that they were in range, first things first -- he "reaches" out to touch the Doctor's mind.]
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Was that you? [he sounds intrigued, more than anything]
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When he pulls back, he looks relaxed, though the question seems to surprise him. Strange. Not many people actually registered their mind was being read...]
Yeah, that was me.
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[Not many people register it, but that's never stopped him...]
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