[ Akira only ever been around hard drugs in a peripheral way, when they'd chased down Kaneshiro... Strict as Japan's laws were on substance abuse, blazeweed is about as unfamiliar to him as it is to Percival—he has his guesses, though. ...Either way, he'd rather not be getting in a row with a stranger while he's trying to balance between tree branches. (Okay mother!!!!!!!!) ]
Just curious.
[ He sets the miscellaneous items down with a shrug and readjusts his hoodie secured around his waist. ] —This is mine, by the way.
[ (Mostly joking, but in case Percy can't tell which articles actually belonged to Akira...) Anyway, even if this guy's a killjoy, Akira doesn't mind helping him look for his missing sword. Without any additional prompting, he starts climbing even higher up the diminishing trunk, until he spots a promising glint of red and gold. He shakes the base of the branch attached to it to catch his companion's attention. ]
no subject
Just curious.
[ He sets the miscellaneous items down with a shrug and readjusts his hoodie secured around his waist. ] —This is mine, by the way.
[ (Mostly joking, but in case Percy can't tell which articles actually belonged to Akira...) Anyway, even if this guy's a killjoy, Akira doesn't mind helping him look for his missing sword. Without any additional prompting, he starts climbing even higher up the diminishing trunk, until he spots a promising glint of red and gold. He shakes the base of the branch attached to it to catch his companion's attention. ]
This it?