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ken (ง •̀_•́)งfightme amada ([personal profile] amadaman) wrote2015-07-31 07:35 pm

voicemail;

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CODE CREDIT   🔋 12:00 AM
KEN AMADA
REGISTERED HERO
"AMADAMAN" (UNOFFICIAL)


ADDRESS
NONAH 005


MESSAGE
"Hello, you're calling Ken Amada.
Please leave a message."
TEXT
CALL
VIDEO


VOICE | TEXT | VIDEO | ACTION | ETC.
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2015-11-05 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tetsuo watches Ken for a second, figures he's not saying anything further, and whirls around on one heel to storm back out. Just as he turns, the sliding door catches the corner of his eye, left ajar by someone being careless.

On a whim he grabs hold of it with his power and yanks it hard, letting it slam into the other side as he starts to walk away.

By the time Ken's reaching out, his back's already to him - he doesn't see Ken reaching out to the doorframe. And so he has no idea how good his timing really is.]
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2015-11-06 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gets a few feet away before the screaming starts. The hell?

Tetsuo halts mid-step, falling a little harder on his foot than usual and pivoting around to see. Ken's standing there, the door bouncing back to reveal him staring at his hand in clear shock. Tetsuo hadn't actually thought he'd catch the kid; if he did, he'd have stood there and watched it happen. As it is, surprise flicks across his face before the smirk does.

Oh, now that is perfect. He didn't even mean to do this, and it happened anyway. Sometimes, everything he wants just seems to click into place; it's rare when that happens, but there's nothing sweeter than revenge, intentional or no. Ken's caused him a lot of pain. It's only fitting that brat gets it back, as often as it takes.]


What's the matter?

[As if he couldn't guess.]

Nobody ever teach you to keep your hands to yourself?

[Serves him right, sticking his nose into everything... eventually he'd get exactly this]
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2015-11-11 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[And Tetsuo? Tetsuo just laughs. Somehow it's the funniest thing in the world that for all the things he's done, it's what he didn't mean to do that got him anywhere. For all the things that've happened, it's a rogue door that manages to take Ken down. And unlike after the swear-in, unlike during his recovery, here he is, fine, standing over the kid who isn't.

There's some justice to this.

He doesn't even move to follow it up, just soaks up the sight for a while. It's funny - isn't this funny? Maybe closer to weird than genuinely hilarious, but who's counting?

It feels good to get to laugh about something, just to be able to get the last laugh in. He can't hear how hollow it sounds now; if it was played back to back to when he laughed at Ken for more harmless reasons it wouldn't sound the same at all.

And if he could, he wouldn't care.]
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2015-11-12 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[The laugh stops.

By now, Tetsuo ought to have learned better than to expect anything from Ken - he never did anything predictably. It didn't matter if Tetsuo tried to understand him or not; the result was always the same. Tetsuo blinks at the comment, confusion flicking into place before annoyance settles behind it.

What, was the kid mocking him back? He's bleeding and that's what he says? But he doesn't really want to admit he didn't mean to do that. This kid... agfklh!!!]


You wanna see? I can show you how much I've improved...
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2015-11-17 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Tetsuo's clearly expecting the opposite reaction; his face already primed to contort back into a sneer. The expression only gets halfway on his face before it forgets what it was doing there and hangs there in a twisted amalgamation of confusion.]

I don't believe this. You for real...?

[Why the hell isn't he afraid? His hand looks like it's in rough shape, and all he does is calmly wash it off and ask for more? What is WITH this kid? He thought for sure he had him - hell, he was crying just a moment ago, so why?

But he doesn't ask that. Instead, he squares his shoulders and smirks at him, letting the situation fall back into place as he wants it.]


I'm only gonna show you once-

[His eyes roam around, looking for options. An idea twists itself into a leer across his face as his eyes light on the fridge - then lessens as a stray bottle finishes its journey across the floor and bumps into his foot.

He looks down, raising it into the air to get a look at it. Ken's written his name there, in the kind of infuriatingly neat handwriting that no one with any self respect has. And suddenly, true inspiration replaces his idea to sacrifice the fridge earlier. He holds it up in his mind, letting it float perfectly still in the air, feeling its weight pull against his head.

His power wraps tighter and tighter around it. It's hard to do. It would be so much easier to throw the thing now, shatter it and be done with all of this. But the brat agreed to a demonstration, and that's exactly what he'll get - every fucking reason to not underestimate him. It's not enough to hurt the kid. He wants fear. And if he's agreeing, he's not afraid enough...]


-so PAY ATTENTION!

[The bottle shatters with a hard flex of his mind, contents scattering in all directions. He lets the liquid go where it will, catching and holding as many pieces of glass as he can instead. That's easier; he already had hold of the entire bottle before. Not every piece, but a significant amount of them hang like glittering snowflakes between the two of them in a perfect portrait of an explosion.

Already, his head's protesting from the painful amounts of focus his stunt calls for, casting a vague haze across his perception of everything else. Or is it anger doing that...? He ignores that, holds it there longer. When he tries, really tries, and remembers to try... look what he can do.

That, he doesn't need to say as his eyes lock back onto Amada, is a small fraction of what he can do. That could be you.

The glass falls to the ground as Tetsuo turns to storm out.]