metalogs | If madness overtakes us both [Open]

[Donnie points at a cafe as they near it. Accelerator doesn't drink coffee at this age, does he? At least there's other stuff. It'd probably be good to find out before getting to the apartment and finding only coffee drinks to imbibe.]

How long have you been wandering anyway? Want anything?

No.

[He's answering that immediately. The thought of getting food at a weird non-Academy City cafe is weird, especially when he doesn't have any money on himself.]

I'm fine.

O-kay then...

[Shrugging, Donnie continues on then. He can just pick up some water or something later if it seems needed.

Eventually they get to the apartment complex, which is always weird to go up to taking the normal route instead of sneaking in the usual way he'd prefer. He mystic-tech's up a "key", pushing the door open once it's unlocked before stepping aside.]

Well, here we are.

[It looks like a normalish apartment building (at least, normal compared to what he's seen in tv and manga). The apartment is the same, very... normal. Very Western. Pretty weird for a kid who has grown up in school dormitories with other kids.

He follows Donnie inside, looking around for a moment before focusing on the turtle.]

How'd you do that? [He waggles his hand at Donnie's meaning the mystic tech key.]

[Donnie hits the light-switch.]

Huh? Oh that.

[Right, this Accelerator's never seen his mystic-tech.]

Magic.

[He gives the kid a dry look before he holds his hand up again to conjure up a robotic arm not too unlike the ones equipped in his battle shell, which he uses to grab the watering can from by the sink to fill it up. Since he's here he might as well see to the plants.]

[What.

What?????

Accelerator stares, completely bewildered by the sight of a whole ass robotic arm. This is some kind of crazy sci-fi nonsense, or like something out of an anime. It's really, really cool.

... And then Donnie says 'magic' and just. Wow.]

That's gotta be bullshit.

Unfortunately it isn't. My family has some kind of ancient ninpō thing going for it and it's all mystic energy that's tied to us and our clan.

[He takes the watering can once it's filled, making his rounds to check the plants and water as needed.]

I've never really been that great with understanding magic- my dominion is more technical. So once I found out I had this kind of ability, I was able to just apply it to what I know, hence my mystic-tech.

[Accelerator frowns severely at this, even as he hesitantly follows after Donnie. He's still making sure to keep his distance as he watches the robot arm.]

It looks like it's just a solid hologram, though. An esper could make that with science.

In a way I guess it's kind of like that. It definitely has substance to it.

[If he had more watering cans he'd make more robot arms, but otherwise Donnie's pretty at home with multitasking as the one handles the watering while he inspects leaves and how moist or dry any of the soil is in the pots. Looks like Accelerator's been taking care of them pretty well though.]

Espers aren't a thing where I'm from, or at least I don't think so. I've never been outside of the country, let alone New York, so I'm not sure how renowned Academy City and its espers are supposed to be. I mean, I figure at the very least I'd have come across it on the internet.

[He's been doing his best despite not being the kind of person who would normally take care of plants! Tiny Accelerator, however, has no interest in them.]

We're super famous. Academy City is super famous. If it wasn't millions of parents wouldn't be signing their kids up for the Curriculum.

[Duh. He jabs a finger at the robot arm.]

So you could be wrong, that thing could just be science you're not smart enough to explain.

[Donnie's brow twitches as he rounds on the kid.]

Why you little-

Okay, calm down Donnie. It's just Accelerator's rudeness in its rawest form, not your fault he's a little punk-

[He forces himself to take a deep breath, rolling back his shoulders.]

Anyway, I would love to claim it as science, but aside from the genetic relations, there's unfortunately no scientific explanation for something like seeing the spirits of your ancestors and teaming up with them to fight an ancient evil, soul-eating armor.

[...... Oh, maybe he shouldn't have said that. He glares back at Donnie, at the same time taking a small step backwards.]

Just because you don't think there is --- [He suddenly stops, realizing that if he keeps pushing he's just going to make things a lot worse.]

-- Ugh. Nevermind.

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[Seeing the kid retreat from him certainly does the trick of quashing whatever might be left of that flare up in his temper. He grimaces, letting out a sigh then before turning to finish up with his plant watering.]

...anyway, there's that and then the whole other thing I developed just from getting dumped here. Being that it isn't exactly a normal occurrence even back home, I'm not sure how powers spontaneously develop from getting pulled into an alternate world. Maybe just the exposure of getting caught up in that much power fluctuation in general, like some form of radioactivity? Doesn't seem to happen to everyone though, and from what I've read, the Confluences are responsible for what's given local people here powers.

[Accelerator takes another step back, then decides to go perch on the couch. As much as everything sucks, at least he now has... somewhere to stay? Shelter? So he doesn't have to keep wandering around on the street.]

You've got more than one power? [That makes him tense up a little, and he shakes his head.] Then you're definitely not some esper thing. That's not possible with espers.

[He would know, he spent a good chunk of his life undergoing less than pleasant experiments to try and force development of a second ability.]

Yeah... It's cool but kind of annoying.

[He glances back at the kid, setting down the watering can. His mystic-tech appendage vanishes in pixelated light.]

It isn't? But then I guess you still have a pretty broad spectrum of application with what you can do so I don't see why you'd need anything additional.

..........

[That remark makes Accelerator go silent for a few moments.

Why would he need anything additional? That's right he's the strongest. He doesn't need another power when his own is already completely overwhelming to most people.

Still....]

It wasn't always like that with me. [He pulls his legs up onto the couch, hugging them.] Are they doing more tests for dual skills here? I don't wanna go through those again.

[Donnie blinks, brow furrowing at that.]

Wha-?

[He shakes his head, stepping over towards the couch.]

No, no one's doing any tests here on anyone. This isn't Academy City, no one's going to make you do anything you don't want or need to. Okay?

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... Okay.

[He doesn't sound entirely convinced, but he wants to remain hopeful here.]

But if you're lying you're an asshole.

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[Donnie gives an exaggerated sigh.]

Well if anyone tries anything otherwise then I will have a few words with them that may or may not include a mystic-tech hammer to the face.

[Oh, that's kind of reassuring. Accelerator looks up at Donnie hesitantly.]

.... Really?

[The turtle smirks.]

Really, really.

[The thought of one of the scientists at the Esper Institute getting a hammer to the face is kind of a nice thought. He relaxes a little.]

You'd get in lots of trouble.

[After the things Accelerator's told them, Donnie doesn't have very high opinions of the scientists the poor kid's had to deal with. Getting off with just a hammer to the face seems pretty light in his opinion.]

Eh, maybe, but it'd be worth it.

You think that?

[Whenever he's gotten in trouble it's been pretty awful.]

[Of course ol' Does-What-He-Wants-Donnie thinks that. He nods confidently, walking off to the kitchen, the sound of the fridge opening and closing before he returns with one of the esper's prized canned coffees.]

I know it. People like that who think they can treat people like lab rats are just asking for it. Confronting them directly might make them think a little harder about their life choices. And if it doesn't, well, it'd at least make me feel better for not holding back in giving them a piece of my mind.

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