[Akira is pretty quiet at the ren faire, as he is in most things - he floats from attraction to attraction, happily taking in the sights as it's his first time getting to experience this. He's also appropriately weighed down with goods - soaps, crochetwork, mugs and jewelry... Anything that his sister or Minato would like, of course, but also anything that he saw that was on sale. Sometimes you perk up like a cat every time you see a bargain and you have to live with the fact that you're just Like That.
There's something comfortable in being here, even though it's his first time, something adjacent to familiar even if it's uncharted territory. And Akira knows that this is because of the Fae, their magic dancing in the corners of his eyes teasing at his Sight.
He doesn't say anything, of course, even when he's noticed it and is sure. They aren't hurting anyone, so why should he? He's not that kind of guy.
However, he may hear somebody whispering about it worriedly, or perhaps they're even making a bigger fuss. He doesn't quite intercept them, but he does project his voice loud enough to be heard.]
It's really nothing you need to be worried about. Just let them be and no harm will come to you.
[The words are softened with a smile, small and secret.]
ii. the great library of alexandria - literary wing
[Even if Akira's been finding some of this sketchy lately, he still joins the others in the excursion to the library. He brings a few copies of essays he's written for school as his knowledge pass, and then he gets to work setting out to explore the wings, wielding a notebook and mechanical pencil like any other diligent college student. Watching, of course, means that he gets to read too, right?
The literary wing makes this plan backfire immediately, because it's full of cats.
It starts off innocuous enough. Once he figures out how clever the cats are, he asks one to sit with him. Then two. Two then becomes three... Three becomes two again when the third gets overstimulated by one of their neighbors, but quickly becomes three again when a cat that's either brave or foolish realizes he gives excellent pets. But then three becomes four... Four becomes five becomes six...
One way or another, the unfortunate discovery is made that Akira always, always carries cat treats on him.
Should anyone come to the library while Akira is in there, they will come across a veritable mass that's more cat than young man. Many are napping, though several are walking along each other or the human like there isn't something alive under their paws.]
Oh, hey. [An apologetic hand and apologetic voice both rise out of the fur.] Sorry about the commotion in here. Things got a little out of hand. Or rather... Out of paw, I guess.
iii. the great library of alexandria - mess hall
[Up til now, Akira's excursion through the library has been peaceful, even fun.
There's still absolutely nothing that could prepare him for seeing his own name on a book.
He isn't quite sure how long he spends frozen, stunned as his eyes trace over Akira Kurusu over and over again. What he does know is that he bursts into action and grabs- not his own book, it's too unnerving to see what somebody else has written about him for some reason, so his hand shoots out to the one next to it. The name on it reads Sojiro Sakura.
It's not a name he knows, but something teases at the edge of his mind all the same. Something about reading it settles him, though, even if he can't put a finger on what. It tells the story of a man living in Tokyo who used to be a government official. He developed feelings for a woman he had to work with for his job, and when she suddenly died he adopted her daughter. There's a few unfamiliar words that he sees, like "cognitive psience", but it still doesn't give him any pause until he freezes once more upon seeing his name.
His name is inside this book about a man he doesn't know. Ward taken in during probation. Acquaintance of friends of his parents. Living upstairs in an attic. A relationship that was cold, until it became warm.
I wish I could stay with you forever. Words that he never said - in one life they had no one to reach, and in another they were held inside - ringing through his head.
There's more, Akira knows there is, but he shuts his eyes against a tide of images that spring up in his mind's eye. They're things that are indistinct, unclear, yet he can call them out perfectly - the layout of a coffee shop, a nostalgic taste of coffee and curry on his tongue for breakfast, kindness in eyes that a stern voice can't cover.
He felt like this once before, he thinks. Back around the time he got the App, when he couldn't stop thinking of an app he had in high school but never had. He doesn't know what it means.
He hasn't realized that he's slumped against the shelving, pinching between his eyes like he's warding off the stress headaches he used to get during midterms. If someone's there, he'll startle ever so slightly - he definitely didn't see you come in.]
I didn't realize I was... [He trails off. Shakes his head and tries again.] Sorry, did you need to get to a book over here?
iv. wildcard
((got something else in mind? feel free to toss it at me! (there was supposed to be a prompt for making curry in the mess hall but this got long and I also got tired sorry 😭) Akira'll be hanging around the library or school for most of the month, but you can hit me up on Yamadori and/or my plotting comment if you want to hash anything out!))
akira kurusu | persona 5 royal | ota
[Akira is pretty quiet at the ren faire, as he is in most things - he floats from attraction to attraction, happily taking in the sights as it's his first time getting to experience this. He's also appropriately weighed down with goods - soaps, crochetwork, mugs and jewelry... Anything that his sister or Minato would like, of course, but also anything that he saw that was on sale. Sometimes you perk up like a cat every time you see a bargain and you have to live with the fact that you're just Like That.
There's something comfortable in being here, even though it's his first time, something adjacent to familiar even if it's uncharted territory. And Akira knows that this is because of the Fae, their magic dancing in the corners of his eyes teasing at his Sight.
He doesn't say anything, of course, even when he's noticed it and is sure. They aren't hurting anyone, so why should he? He's not that kind of guy.
However, he may hear somebody whispering about it worriedly, or perhaps they're even making a bigger fuss. He doesn't quite intercept them, but he does project his voice loud enough to be heard.]
It's really nothing you need to be worried about. Just let them be and no harm will come to you.
[The words are softened with a smile, small and secret.]
ii. the great library of alexandria - literary wing
[Even if Akira's been finding some of this sketchy lately, he still joins the others in the excursion to the library. He brings a few copies of essays he's written for school as his knowledge pass, and then he gets to work setting out to explore the wings, wielding a notebook and mechanical pencil like any other diligent college student. Watching, of course, means that he gets to read too, right?
The literary wing makes this plan backfire immediately, because it's full of cats.
It starts off innocuous enough. Once he figures out how clever the cats are, he asks one to sit with him. Then two. Two then becomes three... Three becomes two again when the third gets overstimulated by one of their neighbors, but quickly becomes three again when a cat that's either brave or foolish realizes he gives excellent pets. But then three becomes four... Four becomes five becomes six...
One way or another, the unfortunate discovery is made that Akira always, always carries cat treats on him.
Should anyone come to the library while Akira is in there, they will come across a veritable mass that's more cat than young man. Many are napping, though several are walking along each other or the human like there isn't something alive under their paws.]
Oh, hey. [An apologetic hand and apologetic voice both rise out of the fur.] Sorry about the commotion in here. Things got a little out of hand. Or rather... Out of paw, I guess.
iii. the great library of alexandria - mess hall
[Up til now, Akira's excursion through the library has been peaceful, even fun.
There's still absolutely nothing that could prepare him for seeing his own name on a book.
He isn't quite sure how long he spends frozen, stunned as his eyes trace over Akira Kurusu over and over again. What he does know is that he bursts into action and grabs- not his own book, it's too unnerving to see what somebody else has written about him for some reason, so his hand shoots out to the one next to it. The name on it reads Sojiro Sakura.
It's not a name he knows, but something teases at the edge of his mind all the same. Something about reading it settles him, though, even if he can't put a finger on what. It tells the story of a man living in Tokyo who used to be a government official. He developed feelings for a woman he had to work with for his job, and when she suddenly died he adopted her daughter. There's a few unfamiliar words that he sees, like "cognitive psience", but it still doesn't give him any pause until he freezes once more upon seeing his name.
His name is inside this book about a man he doesn't know. Ward taken in during probation. Acquaintance of friends of his parents. Living upstairs in an attic. A relationship that was cold, until it became warm.
I wish I could stay with you forever. Words that he never said - in one life they had no one to reach, and in another they were held inside - ringing through his head.
There's more, Akira knows there is, but he shuts his eyes against a tide of images that spring up in his mind's eye. They're things that are indistinct, unclear, yet he can call them out perfectly - the layout of a coffee shop, a nostalgic taste of coffee and curry on his tongue for breakfast, kindness in eyes that a stern voice can't cover.
He felt like this once before, he thinks. Back around the time he got the App, when he couldn't stop thinking of an app he had in high school but never had. He doesn't know what it means.
He hasn't realized that he's slumped against the shelving, pinching between his eyes like he's warding off the stress headaches he used to get during midterms. If someone's there, he'll startle ever so slightly - he definitely didn't see you come in.]
I didn't realize I was... [He trails off. Shakes his head and tries again.] Sorry, did you need to get to a book over here?
iv. wildcard
((got something else in mind? feel free to toss it at me! (there was supposed to be a prompt for making curry in the mess hall but this got long and I also got tired sorry 😭) Akira'll be hanging around the library or school for most of the month, but you can hit me up on