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[tsunderbolting]

[ Mikoto doesn't remember dying. Nor does she remember being unable to use her abilities to the maximum capacity, either, which pisses her off tremendously. Which is the sole reason why she is walking angrily around the school, hands closed into tight fists with the occasional small blueish-white electric spark emitting from the tip of her hair, wearing frog print pajamas and not even caring who sees them. She's pissed, and she wants to find the perpetrator behind this stupid crime.

Which may be why she's being relatively loud in the halls of the classroom.

If anybody is out and about, they might find Mikoto doing one of the following: ]

OPTION A:

[ Near any vending machine, Mikoto will attempt to get a drink. Any sort of drink, really. And she's doing it because, well, a middle school girl can get thirsty, even if she is dead. (Not that she knows that yet.)

But when she attempts to pun in some money, the vending machine decides not to give her what she paid for, which causes the brunette's eyes to widen in shock before gritting her teeth angrily, yelling: ]

Why, you...!

[ Of course, this isn't the first time that's happened. Which is why she'll be kicking the vending machine with a roundhouse kick just to get a random can. Most likely it being Key Coffee.

And the loud noise of her kick might be enough to startle a few people. ]

OPTION B:

[ And right in front of the principal's office is Mikoto. She wants answers, and she wants them now. Of course, the young teenager is pretty confident that she'll be able to find what she wants here; after all, if the head honcho isn't the principal, then it's quite difficult to see who it is.

Of course, she's right about to open the door, but somebody might want to stop her before a hammer goes and whacks smack into her face. ]

OPTION C:

[ Mikoto's pretty pissed that she's practically been brought back to the state of being a Level One. Basically that means she's going to have to practice a little, and practice hard. Of course, she's already at this point found out that she's dead, even though she has absolutely no recollection of her own death, something that pisses her off even more.

Which is why she's on the rooftop of the school, with a bunch of soda cans stacked on top of each other as a pyramid, a bunch of arcade coins that she bought from the convenience store; she couldn't use yen because of the holes in the center, after all.

And now she'll practice doing her signature move: the Railgun, by tossing one coin into the air and flicking it towards the cans. Of course, no electrical power is used, but she does hit the top can.

... At least her aim's doing fine? But her electricity has practically become zilch. She can't even do a single spark unless she tries extremely hard, and that sometimes even wears her out. ]

Geez! What kind of afterlife takes away something so important...!?

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[tsunderbolting]

[ Once the door opens, she'll definitely get hit by the hammer, though she's definitely going to fall dramatically - and by dramatically, it means that she's going to be out of it for about ten seconds or so; she's been in pretty rough situations and a hammer is the least of the problems. As she falls, she'll try to calculate some things, she's not a complete idiot and she'll fall all the way down, rolling on the ground for a few more minutes, her body covered in injuries, clothes completely tattered.

Yeah no she's not going to deal with this quietly... ]

Geez, what kind of office is that?!

[tenminutes]

[ After hearing someone get crashed right out the window, it attracts Yuri's attention. The door had opened, but there was no reasonable way or purpose for Yuri to stop whoever it was from getting smashed out. After all, that was what it was there for. Yuri goes to peek out the window after disabling the trap for now to see if it's someone new or someone who's just a repeat-offender moron.

At the sight of it being someone new, and someone who's actually conscious after that, she waves from the broken window. ]

If you want to talk, we can talk outside of HQ!

[tsunderbolting]

[ HQ...?

Mikoto's assuming that it's the Principal's Office, so once she gets her bearings - meaning that she's managed to dust her skirt off, though her clothes are pretty tattered as she runs all the way back to the front door. She sounds like she has answers for her, and the more? The better. She's already heard part of it from Accelerator, but if she can get more information... that's good for her.

Especially if it means getting her abilities back faster. ]

[tenminutes]

[ Yuri is waiting for her outside of the principal's office now, out of the range of the hammer in case Mikasa tries to open the door again. ]

[tsunderbolting]

[ Yeah she's not planning to open that door again; she's not that stupid. ]

Were you the one who put that-- thing in there?!

[tenminutes]

I didn't put it in there, I had someone build and install it for me.

[ She says it like it's the obvious thing. ]

[tsunderbolting]

...

[ Mikoto's just going to stay silent for a minute or two, just staring at Yuri with a blank expression in her eyes before she glances away, sighing deeply. ]

Those two are almost the exact same thing, you know.

[tenminutes]

Not really. I'd think telling you that someone else did it for me would tell you a lot about what kind of person I am if I have people willing to set up traps for me. If I did it myself, I'd be the only person in on it. That's a big difference.

[tsunderbolting]

The former is actually a lot better than the latter. It sounds like you're in some part of evil organization, now. Or the leader of it, actually.

[tenminutes]

It's not evil.

[ She says it so bluntly, like there's definitely an organization and the leader.. ]

[tsunderbolting]

If it's not, then what is it?

[tenminutes]

It's a morally questionable but mostly good organization with good intentions.

[ Straight-forward much. ]

[tsunderbolting]

And what "good intentions" are those?

[tenminutes]

Protecting everyone from the Programmer, obviously.

[tsunderbolting]

I won't disagree that's not a bad thing.

[tenminutes]

Did someone explain all that to you already?

[tsunderbolting]

Unfortunately.

[It was from someone she doesn't like, too.]

[tenminutes]

Unfortunately? Isn't it better to have the information than to sit around having no idea what's happening until it's already happened?

[tsunderbolting]

... No, it's the person I got it from that annoys me.