2nd Broken Illusion

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Action : Mayfield High : Open ]
[ Somehow, he has gotten himself cornered by some of the drone boys from his class, despite wanting to eat lunch in peace. He's just sitting at the end of the table, munching on his sandwich with a bored look on his face while the others yammer on about girls, sports, movies... whatever. Touma can't be bothered to even try to feign interest as he has way too much on his mind from last week's "adventure".

Maybe someone with something to say can save him? ]

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[ Action : Neutron Diner : Open ]
[ All done with his obligations for the day, he heads into the diner. He isn't looking for anything in particular; he isn't even that hungry. But he had called Mikoto because he really needs to talk to someone about what's been going on. Touma doesn't know who else can be any closer to the center of this situation than him, and still be someone he can trust.

Guess there's one way to find out -- but he arrived really early, so there could still be time for distractions... ]

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[1-21jigawatts.livejournal.com]

[Action at the diner? ACTION AT THE DINER.

This is clearly a date or something.]

T-...Touma?

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Snapping out of his thoughtful daze, he looks up at her from his seat, trying to look less miserable than he felt. ] Hey. Didn't see you come in.

[ He gestures to the seat. ] I didn't order anything yet. [ Except the clear soda he was drinking. ]

[1-21jigawatts.livejournal.com]

O-Of course I'm going to be on time. Don't think of me as you!

[Tsun tsun seat seating.]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Sighing. ] I didn't say you were late... [ He settled back against the cushioning, looking out of the window at the people milling about outside for a moment, pondering where he was going to start with this. ]

[1-21jigawatts.livejournal.com]

What did you want to talk about anyway? [MOVING ON]

action at Mayfield High

[webfreedomftw.livejournal.com]

[Perhaps Estonia recognizes someone being badgered by the drones. Perhaps he's just decided to work on his make-friends-who-appear-your-age skills this week. If he's going to be stuck at school, he might as well enjoy it, after all.

Sitting down across from Touma, at the end of a few of the drone boys, Estonia adjusts his glasses and starts opening his lunchbox.]

The drones make lunch so much more interesting, don't they? [His sarcasm is plain.]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Touma sighed. ] Oh yeah, they're loads of fun.

[webfreedomftw.livejournal.com]

It's sometimes entertaining to mock them, though. Or to just work out ways of escape, if that's more your style?

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

I don't really want to waste my time talking to them unless I have to. [ And, right now, he doesn't. ]

Do you mean cutting class, or bailing outta Mayfield?

second one, always

[misakanetwork]

[Well, look who's walking into the Diner, looking around rather curiously. Misaka has never been, after all, so it's natural she'd be curious about this kind of thing!

But.. Oh. Touma is there.

And she kind of tried to eat him a week earlier. oops. Yeah. Maybe she should just. Sort of inconspicuously shuffle over there. To apologize.]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Bored Touma is people-watching at this point, waiting for Mikoto to show up.

Movement out of the corner of his eye causes him to look over and... he freezes. Which one is it? Which one is it??

Most awkward smile. Ever. ] --uh... hey.

[misakanetwork]

[Misaka looks.. Anywhere but Touma for a few seconds. She's embarrassed. Well. About as embarrassed as he could possibly be considering her circumstances.]

'Misaka.. Misaka is sorry for the trouble she caused you,' Misaka does her best to apologize in a shy and embarrassed manner.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ That doesn't help, but the fact she was talking sense made him less nervous. He's not sure he can take that much running, today... ]

It's... It's okay. [ Touma averts his gaze, too, rubbing at his neck. ] It was just another thing this place did to you, right? I know you're nothing like that. [ A pause. ] Neither of you.

At the school

[redirections.livejournal.com]

[Guess who happens to be walking by and stops, looking annoyed when he sees Touma?]

...Tch, what the hell is up with you, showing up so suddenly like this?

[Rolling his eyes. He realizes that it's not that unlikely to run into someone at the same school, but he was still going to complain about it.]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Hm? ... oh great, it's him. Let's hope he didn't bring the gun to school. ] Uh, I've been here for a while.

[redirections.livejournal.com]

Not here as in the town, you dumb fuck.

[He's Accelerator. What do you think?...Fortunately for society unfortunately for him, he still has no ammo.]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

I started coming to school in a few days after classes started. [ And he only attends daily when he isn't being chased by zombie clones because otherwise he'd be bored and it's still a good chance to meet non-drones. ]

Highschool

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

[Sure is a chick with enormous tits a knife in her head coming towards you. She stops in front of the group, staring at the drones.]

You boys. Scram.

[Even if they don't see it as a knife in her head, there's something intimidating enough about her that after a long minute of staring they start to clear out, muttering unflattering things as they leave.

With the pests gone, her stare turns to Touma.]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ When they split, there's half of an instinct to scoot on off of the bench and join them again and yet he doesn't.

Probably because his legs are sore and he doesn't want to move. ] ...uh. Thanks? I think.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

[The corner of her mouth might twitch upwards for a second before she sits down, setting down her own lunch. Yeah, the mask and knife look pretty out of place with the fifties-outfit...]

Sure. You looked bored.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ The knife looks out of place no matter what era you're in. ] Drones don't exactly make for good small talk. [ As if Touma is all that good at small talk to begin with.

Nor a few other manners, if the way he's staring at that knife is any indicator. ]

Mayfield High

[brbfood.livejournal.com]

*Sup, 9982 is just going to... sit next to you randomly. Mostly because you have food and she doesn't.*

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Oh, like that's not going to make him anxious. One of the drone kids pipes up with something about "hey, who invited the girl over here?" or something and Touma just looks at him, first. ] I didn't invite--

[ And then he glances over to Misaka and freezes. ] --urp.

[brbfood.livejournal.com]

'Share some of that,' Misaka requests.

*9982 completely ignores the drone children for the sake of food. It doesn't help that she's not quite socially apt either.*

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ And the boys just stop, waiting for Touma to make his move -- any move. What is this uneasy feeling? A sandwich is better than threatening to eat him, but she should be over that all the same... right? ] Didn't you bring your own lunch?