<sub>[ You would think that someone would instantly panic on waking up in an unknown train by an unknown means, but the first thing that Akira can marvel at is the device that is vibrating near him. The last he remembers, it was the year 1987 and the only phones he knows of is a corded phone. Akira is.. severely under-dressed and bloodstained both from his own blood and that belonging to another creature: a devil. As for severely under-dressed, well.. he's not wearing any clothes at all. Worry not, though, because it appears he's arrived in his half-form with his wings missing, and anything that would be subject to public indecency is properly censored by naps of dense, curly black fur. Still, he should think about finding some kind of clothing, right?

Something else he is marveling at is the one arm that he just freshly lost has seemed to be replaced and after figuring the whole phone thing out, Akira marches out of the train station, absolutely gobsmacked by having both his arm and.. the technology. ]</sub>

Holy shit. Shit. This is amazing.

_{[ The second he sees someone else nearby, he can't help but run up to them (??!!) and gesture at the phone that he just received. ]}

Hey! Hey you! Look at this! Look at it! And.. look at this too! I have both my arms!

_{[ He's so excited, his tail is even wagging! What are you going to do about this idiot demon boy who doesn't seem to understand the severity of the situation........ interact or call the nonexistent cops? ]}

<sub>[ you're hoping this prompt won't have nudity anymore but you're wrong.......

By the time Akira has made it to the graveyard, he's at least found a pair of pants to wear and cleaned up the blood off of his body. He's done a bit of exploring and now seems a little more frustrated at his situation. Correction, he's extremely frustrated at this situation because he's realizing that he doesn't have any access to his abilities other than a few cosmetic features he has naturally from being a demon and human hybrid. We all know he's not the brightest tool in the shed when it comes to stuff like this (yet, he does well academically; it doesn't make sense to me either) but he's thinking and kind of talking to himself as he goes for a stroll... was this the act of some kind of devil? An act of God, maybe? Perhaps he needs to try harder.. pop those devil wings out a little better, so when he's found a clearing that seems like it would fit his wingspan without breaking anything, Akira hunches over and takes a deep inhale, arms outspreading, and then he concentrates really hard... and... ]</sub>

Go... DEVILWING!!!

_{[ Yeah, no, that ain't gonna do it and it only fuels his aggression which was a lovely trait his demon parasite gave him when they merged together. In a bout of anger, he turns to the nearest gravestone and punches it which.. hurts a lot more than it should? ]}

God.. DAMMIT!!

<sub>[ And finally, Akira is fully clothed, having given up on being able to transform into his seven foot form. This is Fine.

He's done some decompressing emotionally when he finds the ice cream parlor and decides he probably needs a treat after all of this. The brunette strolls right in and upon seeing someone else inside who is already looking at the ice cream behind the glass, he perks up slightly and stands next to them. ]</sub>

Yo.. are you going to try it or not? What if it's poisoned?

_{[ And yet, his dark eyes are eyeballing the chocolate flavor with a certain kind of gluttonous lust. Oh yeah, he's gonna get that one. ]}

[ Akira's canon deals with some triggering issues explained here. You can also read more about him over here. If you have any questions or wanna plot, you can contact me at justaways! ]