Why a Weirdo? (Akira/Lilith)

AKIRA TAIRITSU

The consistent chattering of Zathrusta had been unbearable recently, a constant desire to push boundaries whilst flashing imagery of grotesque intent on bystanders that walked with no idea to the entity which moved by. A soft tsk followed shortly after a prolonged tirade at the ranting of turning pink into red, heel twisting on the back of the heel and moving within the concealment of an alleyway. He eventually came to an abrupt halt whilst glancing about, only for lips to open in a rare sharpness for the Vizard, though to any onlooker…He was crazy or definitely on something.

."Enough. I’m uncertain why you’re like this so much recently but this is ridiculous, I can’t focus like this. You’re acting like a child or some novelty villain from a manga, frankly it is fucking beneath you.”

There was a rumble in his ear, a growl that was filled with phlegm and malice of which the Inner Hollow did not take too kindly to this backtalk. Akira. The host. It was an insufferable dilemma they found themselves in, a weak willed creature with no spine and a lack of confidence to achieve anything of worth. They could be so much, yet? No….

It was then a painful knot in his stomach followed as he coughed violently, forehead resting on the cold surface of the nearby albeit dirty wall.

."Silence wretch! You have no capacity to comprehend my thoughts, maybe I will claw myself out of this body and find another!”

They both knew he couldn’t but it didn’t stop Zathrustas rage regardless.

Lilith Blake

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AKIRA TAIRITSU

Focus!

Huh?!

Both Akira and Zathrusta mimicked one another, though the latter only internally capable of talking to his host though it was jarring for that briefest moment to feel that similarity. Such thoughts were better kept within the confines of that cage, compartmentalize it and ignore going forward only to find a woman staring at him. The words which left his lips at the sudden turn, fluttering overcoat of white moving as he glanced her up and down, golden iris surveying her energy and any oddities which were shackled beyond normal ocular ability.

."The fuck?!”
."The fuck?!”

He then coughed softly, shaking his head and attempting to recuperate from the beads of sweat which went down his forehead, sleeve wiping it away as the first excuse that came to mind slithered into the forefront of the mind. It was good enough. The man offering a trained smile to Lilith.

."Pardon me, bad takeout. I’ve been feeling rather ill as of late but who are you?.”

Lilith Blake

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AKIRA TAIRITSU

Personal space woman.

Who was she to be so casual around a Vizard of all things? It was an odd circumstance for certain but one which he didn’t appreciate too much insight into. An idle movement of each hand saw them to his side, arms a little more tense than one may enjoy due to it and ready to unleash any necessary Kido to subdue this person. Curiosity killed the cat and this kitty may be an outlier in the heart of the City.

."You’re rather knowledgeable about my disease aren’t you miss? Though I can’t recall when a day goes by that it is considered normal. It’s not an easily judgable thing when you’ve had a passenger aslong as I have.”

An idle glance went over her form, looking for any details to indicate her race or profession.

."Have you met my kind before?”

Lilith Blake

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AKIRA TAIRITSU

Native? Huh.

Akira didn’t expect to meet someone with both family in the City of Lights and insight into Inner Hollow. Some form of connection to Ehefra perhaps? She didn’t seem to be Quincy, though her remark of kid didn’t half trigger both Zathrusta and Akira with a slight eye twitch. The open palm reaching out was met with a firm handshake in return, before exhaling softly.

."You’re rather bold but I don’t believe such an issue shall transpire, considering my ability to control this. Family in the City of Lights though? Interesting. Apologies for the tension, I have to be on alert for all manner of issues recently.”

He didn’t wish to elaborate further to her major inquiry but a deflection for another time..

."It’s been a long time that I’ve been ill so to speak, though the timeframe is difficult. What were the Vizards you met like? Oh, pardon me. I’m Akira.”

Lilith Blake

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AKIRA TAIRITSU

This was a rather odd engagement to be in the middle of but slipping away was the plan, until Lillith found a hand around the collar, dragging his shoes against the tarmac temporarily before relinquishing to her superior strength. Dammit. It had been so long he had successfully concealed Zathrusta, not it would seem every passerby had some form of inkling to the monstrosity within his core. Each step taken after was a little more relaxed, listening to the story.

He had heard it before.

."Most of us are hollowfied before even having the chance to dispute this issue, those who live on eventually lose control one day because of an emotional incident that drags their infestation externally. I’m aware of the stories. I am a little curious though about this one who lives life, no different than I do I imagine?”

Yet the internal parasite cackled.

."It sounds like this one may not have their hands stained in vermillion, Akira..”

Lilith Blake

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