[Fully expecting the uppercut to land, shock hits Accelerator full force when he swings upwards and only hits air. That's followed by a frustrated noise - he missed? How the hell did he miss? This guy isn't that good of a fighter - and a lack of attention paid towards the counter from Endo.
His reflection is still up, albeit toned down to avoid any death or serious injuries, so dodging to avoid a direct punch to the face doesn't occur to him. This guy isn't that Level 0, he isn't even Kihara with that goddamned counter move. It's fine, his reflection can tank it and redirect the force of the punch back into Endo's arm, and he can use that opportunity for another attack -
There's only one problem, and it occurs to Accelerator as Endo's fist hits the very edge of his reflection. His eyes widen and suddenly he's ducking back, cursing under his breath.]
Shit.
[The use of his ability snaps Accelerator back to reality, the realization of the amount of time spent on this fighting clicking in his mind. His gaze drops down to his right forearm, where the arm cuff of his crutch would normally be.
Oh, this isn't good. This really isn't good. Endo still has it.
Abruptly, Accelerator's demeanour shifts from offensive to... what, retreating? He takes several steps backwards, uncharacteristically backing away as his hand flies to his choker. It isn't just that he's running low on time, it's bad enough that he's nearly drained the entire battery. There's maybe half a minute of esper mode left, which still translates to a just under an hour of normal mode, so he's getting to the point where he needs to charge the damn thing. The small charger for the battery is in his back pocket, so he needs to find somewhere private with an outlet soon.
Accelerator keeps on moving away until his hand finds a streetlight decorated in graffiti, then he stops to lean a shoulder against it. The reason for such strange behaviour will quickly become apparent when he hits the switch on the calculation assistance device, the light on it going from red to green as it changes back to normal mode. His legs wobble a bit as the support he had to stand through his ability fades, and he gives Endo a sharp, expectant look.]
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His reflection is still up, albeit toned down to avoid any death or serious injuries, so dodging to avoid a direct punch to the face doesn't occur to him. This guy isn't that Level 0, he isn't even Kihara with that goddamned counter move. It's fine, his reflection can tank it and redirect the force of the punch back into Endo's arm, and he can use that opportunity for another attack -
There's only one problem, and it occurs to Accelerator as Endo's fist hits the very edge of his reflection. His eyes widen and suddenly he's ducking back, cursing under his breath.]
Shit.
[The use of his ability snaps Accelerator back to reality, the realization of the amount of time spent on this fighting clicking in his mind. His gaze drops down to his right forearm, where the arm cuff of his crutch would normally be.
Oh, this isn't good. This really isn't good. Endo still has it.
Abruptly, Accelerator's demeanour shifts from offensive to... what, retreating? He takes several steps backwards, uncharacteristically backing away as his hand flies to his choker. It isn't just that he's running low on time, it's bad enough that he's nearly drained the entire battery. There's maybe half a minute of esper mode left, which still translates to a just under an hour of normal mode, so he's getting to the point where he needs to charge the damn thing. The small charger for the battery is in his back pocket, so he needs to find somewhere private with an outlet soon.
Accelerator keeps on moving away until his hand finds a streetlight decorated in graffiti, then he stops to lean a shoulder against it. The reason for such strange behaviour will quickly become apparent when he hits the switch on the calculation assistance device, the light on it going from red to green as it changes back to normal mode. His legs wobble a bit as the support he had to stand through his ability fades, and he gives Endo a sharp, expectant look.]
Give me my crutch back.