[One week later, and Accelerator has successfully kept his head down. It wasn't that hard, honestly, outside of this whole firearm thing and any crimes Chaos Gate assigns him, he doesn't have much interest in getting involved in whatever gang nonsense is going on in Central. Instead, he's spent that time doing more research on handguns (now knowing things like the assembly of a SIG P220 and what the hell a frame mounted decocker is), and looking for an appropriate area they can use.
Eventually he finds an abandoned warehouse, one that's free of any human occupants in an area of Central's industrial district that's out of the way and generally pretty empty. The walls are thick and have few windows, making it fairly soundproof. There's some old machinery, but it's easy enough for him to move it out of the way and make some space on the main floor, which he does with little effort. Once he's sure it'll work, Accelerator texts the address after the week is up.
He'll arrive a bit earlier than the appointed time, having made his way over by public transit and walking rather than using his ability. It'd be easier, sure, but there's no point in wasting battery when he isn't in any kind of rush.]
Timeskip!
Eventually he finds an abandoned warehouse, one that's free of any human occupants in an area of Central's industrial district that's out of the way and generally pretty empty. The walls are thick and have few windows, making it fairly soundproof. There's some old machinery, but it's easy enough for him to move it out of the way and make some space on the main floor, which he does with little effort. Once he's sure it'll work, Accelerator texts the address after the week is up.
He'll arrive a bit earlier than the appointed time, having made his way over by public transit and walking rather than using his ability. It'd be easier, sure, but there's no point in wasting battery when he isn't in any kind of rush.]