[ it's not to say that witches and demons and shit don't exist, because this marcus guy's track record is pretty solid, and akihiro's seen some of the footage the holy see would kill people to keep secret. it's just, you know, a whole lot of people the church called demon-possessed back in the day were actually mutants. it's no wonder that akihiro's people went underground--occasionally literally--during the witch trials.
krakoa was the eventual culmination of that. a highly secretive island nation made for and by mutants, kept hidden from the rest of the world for centuries, its ruling council spread agents quietly across the planet in an effort to protect and hide any new mutants emerging from the human population.. and it's only been a few decades now since it's begun to slowly open up to the rest of the world, to begin cooperating again with humans.
akihiro's current location is a result of that cooperation. considering his upbringing and his very human appearance, he's valuable for work outside krakoa. he has experience in the rest of the world; he's been all over it, blending in, and at least now he gets to use that experience for something good.
he's sitting on the windowsill outside the hotel room keane's staying at when the exorcist gets back that morning, and he looks unfairly awake and aware for the early (or very late, if you've been out all night working) hour. he straightens up off the sill when he spots the other man, flipping his dark braid back over his shoulder and offering a charming smile. ]
Marcus Keane? [ he gives him an interested once-over, then offers his hand. ] Akihiro-- [ just akihiro. ] --from Krakoa. [ there's paperwork and other things to prove his affiliation, but the quickest is just to show his abilities, so he pops a claw on the other hand briefly, sheathing it again before anyone else has a chance to spot it. ] Can I buy you breakfast and tell you why I'm here?
makes up some crossover shit
krakoa was the eventual culmination of that. a highly secretive island nation made for and by mutants, kept hidden from the rest of the world for centuries, its ruling council spread agents quietly across the planet in an effort to protect and hide any new mutants emerging from the human population.. and it's only been a few decades now since it's begun to slowly open up to the rest of the world, to begin cooperating again with humans.
akihiro's current location is a result of that cooperation. considering his upbringing and his very human appearance, he's valuable for work outside krakoa. he has experience in the rest of the world; he's been all over it, blending in, and at least now he gets to use that experience for something good.
he's sitting on the windowsill outside the hotel room keane's staying at when the exorcist gets back that morning, and he looks unfairly awake and aware for the early (or very late, if you've been out all night working) hour. he straightens up off the sill when he spots the other man, flipping his dark braid back over his shoulder and offering a charming smile. ]
Marcus Keane? [ he gives him an interested once-over, then offers his hand. ] Akihiro-- [ just akihiro. ] --from Krakoa. [ there's paperwork and other things to prove his affiliation, but the quickest is just to show his abilities, so he pops a claw on the other hand briefly, sheathing it again before anyone else has a chance to spot it. ] Can I buy you breakfast and tell you why I'm here?