|| Akira Kurusu || Day Three || Boo's Castle || WC: || Level 4 ||
|| Six @Majoras End, The Heavy @ONL, Slayer @Lugubrious ||
Experience: |||||||||| |||||||||| |||||||||| |||||||||| (09/40)
A smirk formed on the teenager's face as he let go of the torches keeping him airborne, landing on the ground safely. If Heavy's maniacal cries were anything to go off of, they had won. It was obvious that he wasn't entirely defeated judging by his words and the fact that he was a freaking ghost, but that didn't matter. They did what they came here to do and that was that. Heavy's positive and endearing words made the raven haired boy grin, giving the other a pleased thumbs up as he approached the rest of the group. However, before anyone had the chance to say anything else, their attention was moved to the color coordinated flames that were left behind. None of them were blue so Akira could only assume they were safe. Instead of dwelling on it though, the boy's attention was brought to the red flame, reaching into it with no hesitation. He didn't imagine there to be another dagger in the red flame, he honestly didn't know what he expected, but the slightly cool feeling that came from the blade made him immediately pocket the item before looking back to the others, feeling the bond that they shared making him stronger.
He first looked to the leader of the mission, Slayer, who had received a hidden weapon of sorts. He managed to guide them through this little adventure despite none of them even knowing each other. It was commendable the amount of maturity and calmness he exhibited to them as a sort of mentor to the groups.
Then there was Six, the little one Akira didn't really expect to be so helpful if he had to be completely honest but had grown to want to protect her.
And lastly there was the chivalrous Heavy, now clad in new armor and attempting to get the him and the others to dance along with him back to the train. He's probably the only one out of the three he'd see getting to know outside of missions and all.
Despite having his own style of dance, it being nothing like what the larger man was currently doing, Akira tried following along, mentally reminding himself that he needed to go to Velvet Room once they returned.