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Hajime blinked slowly, before she just pointed directly at his face.
“If you wanna do somethin’ productive, why don’tcha try sleeping more? You got crazy eye bags!”
“I’ll have you know I sleep enough.”
More than enough, actually.
“I’ve always had them, and it’s not any of your business, anyway. Don’t worry about it.”
Wow, he was hella grumpy.
“Oh yeah? Like what? Name one better thing!”
Life is exhausting, child.
“Doing my work. Having a nap. Attempting something more productive. I don’t like wasting time doing useless things.”
“Y’don’t have to be surrounding by screaming kids, just like…hmmmm…”
“Go to a party! It’s just so fun to dress up!”
“Not interested.
I don’t care for mingling with a bunch of strangers, nor do I have any desire to dress up. I could spend my time doing something more useful.”
“Eeeeeh!? But it’s so fun! You’re seriously missin’ out!”
“Hardly.
My idea of fun isn’t walking around in a ridiculous outfit surrounded by yelling children.”
“I’ll pass on these cheap holidays.”
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@erasingquirk
IT FEELS LIKE IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME since Todoroki has experienced the city at peace. It’s weird, like that strange sense of calm as a storm is approaching on the horizon. Still, it isn’t as if he’d complain about it, and it’s nice to see his teacher looking a normal level of ‘tired’ instead of the myriad shades of stressed out and tense the events of the city have forced him into.
They’re supposed to be training – no slacking off, even here – but right now it’s break time on a park bench in the green sector.
<<Sensei, I have a question.>>
<<Do you think it’s going to get cold again soon? I still… don’t have my Quirk back.>> Not, he realizes, that it’s all that relevant – he never used his fire half to self-regulate his temperature before – but there is that smidgeon of self-doubt in his voice, however minute.
After everything had happened, he’s almost glad to welcome back his OLD worries. There was no creatures teeming through the streets, no crunch of metal beneath his bruising knuckles, no earth-shattering roar that threatens to drive him absolutely deaf-- just the usual hustle and bustle of a city built back from cinders.
He doesn’t let who’s still here laze around. Not after everything that’s happened. Although, he supposes a break once in a while isn’t too bad.
“Hm.”
His eyes shift to his student after he poses his inquiry, leaning back on the bench and pressing his back against the smoothed wood.
“You don’t need a quirk to survive the winter. It would be useful, but you’ll just have to bundle up like the rest of us. I trust you haven’t lost that coat already.” It may have warmed up since the boy’s arrival, but summer never lasts, and the chill of autumn was already settling in. Seems he was going to have to make sure they all had proper clothing, too. Honestly...sometimes kid were such a pain.
“Something like this happens weekly? Do you know why…?”
“Seeing as how I’m not a scientist myself, no, I don’t. All I know is the fact they’re wasting their time and being a general pain.”
“Well, it ain’t like they’re swappin’ everyone… hell, sometimes they even bring people back after they’re through with ‘em. It happened to me, y’know?”
“I dunno why though, heh heh.”
“I'm fully aware.” He isn’t impressed.
“If they’re going to bother going through the effort of putting them back and then bringing them in again, then they should just keep them instead of being an annoyance and fiddling with their memories.”
“Every week, back and forth...instead of swapping people out like chess pieces, they should be satisfied with what they have.”
@1000000percent
After a while, you pick up on things. Watching over a bunch of kids for so long gets you used to their habits, quirks, and the certain ways they did things. Jirou tapping out a rhythm on her desk occasionally, Iida’s hand movements during conversation, things like that. One that became especially easy to spot, however, was one of Midoriya’s.
When he got focused, he got focused-- his rapid mumblings were impossible to ignore. He’d heard it enough times to immediately pick it out in a crowd, which is ironically what was happening right now. However slight, his ears picked up the voice and both the jumbled and quick string of thoughts made words, which turns him around to head in the direction of it without a second thought.
He finds him hunched over, clearly trying to figure out what’s going on in the way only Izuku can. Aizawa stands there for a few moments, watching him work, before he finally shifts in place to garner his attention.
“Midoriya....I acknowledge your efforts at dealing with the situation, but for the time being, pay attention to me.”
There is a voice within the crowd that speaks louder then the rest, but to Ava that is all it is. She can’t take her eyes off of cindered bodies that lay ahead. She could smell it, and it made her want to vomit. It was all her fault. What had been triggered within herself to make her do such a thing? Had it been the fear?
A man with the voice she had heard above the crowd gets down in front of her, and tells her to go with him. Ava can only respond by looking at him dumbly, too scared to move. A stranger, someone with wild hair that nearly covers his face, is trying to take her away. She was having trouble processing her thoughts, and a part of her told Ava that he might want to hurt her. But wouldn’t she deserve that after what she just did?
☣ “I didn’t… I didn’t mean to. I-I’m so… I’m so sorry. Please…” All Ava does is curl into a small ball. She isn’t coping. She can’t cope.
☣ “It’s all my fault. I didn’t… they kept shouting. They g-grabbed me. I just… Leave me alone. Everything will go away if you just leave me alone.” Her tiny body wracks with sobs, and the crowd begins to reform with a vengeance. She deserved whatever they did to her. Maybe they could make everything stop.
The air is thick, tense, and for anybody else, it’d be like standing in the middle of an active mine field. The girl in front of him seems to shrink, eyes wide and face teary, but it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before. He’s seen fear in numerous ways, watched it manifest in it’s different forms, and this is no different. All he does is straighten his back, visibly aware of the people beginning to get rowdy once more upon hearing her pleas and apologies. Aizawa takes a deep breath, and finally lets his head whip back to glare at everyone starting to advance once again.
“Unless you’d all like me to throw you in a cell for assault and obstruction of violence, back off. You proud of yourselves? Feel strong picking a fight based off nothing?” It’s a lie-- he’s got no jurisdiction, and heroes aren’t qualified to make actual arrests. But they, of course, don’t know that. His voice rumbles, low and clearly unimpressed, and dark eyes . “Let somebody actually capable take care of this, and take this as a warning. Next time you take place in a witch hunt, I’m not going to let you off so easy.”
Will they listen? Probably not. They’re too hyped up on adrenaline, anger, their own feeling of self righteousness. Aizawa takes this moment to turn his attention back to her, stepping closer before kneeling down to look her in the eyes with his bloodshot own.
“Let’s go. Now. You may want to stay here and wallow in self pity, but I’ll tell you now that’s not going to fix what’s happened. It’s already done. If you’re truly sorry, then you’ll make up for it. Don’t make me carry you.”
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Boku no Hero Academia → Aizawa Shouta 「 相澤消太」|| EraserHead
It takes a moment for him to respond, but she doesn’t mind waiting for an answer. It’s worth it anyway, she did it!
Yes!
❝ Of course!! One’s’all I want anyway! ❞
Asking for another would be pushing it anyway, she believes, so one is more than enough for her. She holds her hand out to him as she takes one pace away to where the majority of people were also partaking in it.
❝ Aizawa-sensei, what kind of dances do you know? I know…not very many, actually. But, I can follow! ❞
Already he was regretting his decision, but if he gets it out of the way, she won’t bother him with it again. If Uraraka was anything, it was persistent, and turning down something in a public setting would only garner attention he didn’t want. He heaves a sigh, pushing hair away from his face as he steps one step forward to accept her petite hand with his own calloused one.
“Do I look like I wasted my time with learning that sort of thing?” It’s a harsh but true question-- one look at him, and it was clear he would never care for dancing. That being said, he isn’t inept entirely....
“I know the two-step and ballroom. Pick whichever and then follow my lead. And while you’re at it, watch where you step.”
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⋯ ██ : ♛ ⋯ ► As expected, his sensei gifted his question with an ambiguous answer and a command to get moving already. Ugh. It meant that he was going to absolutely hate the reason behind this meet-up; but he had no other choice but to begrudgingly get up and travel to the appointed destination. If only the man was inviting them over to host a sparring match between the two of them. It would be fantastic if he got the chance to punch his classmate really hard in his face, but this was just wishful thinking.
Bakugou exited the train as soon as it reached sector six and started looking around. The sight of a familiar face standing nearby only caused a scowl to appear on his face, but he approached him anyway under the assumption that he had knowledge of Eraserhead’s whereabouts. “Yo, where the hell is sensei?”
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IF ANYTHING TODOROKI HAD EXPECTED Bakugou to just blow off their teacher’s orders, but he almost shows his surprise when the other arrives on the scene. Todoroki’s been there for a few minutes already – maybe he walks too fast, maybe he’s paranoid about this city, it’s a toss-up – but their teacher remains to be seen. Then again, for all they know, Aizawa-sensei is already there.
Todoroki shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, face an stoic blank as his classmate shoots him dirty looks as always.
<<Sensei said meet up. That was enough for me.>>
<<He’ll probably show up any second now.>> Like always.
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On time, surprising. Then again, they didn’t get to be the top in class by ignoring everything they were told. The differences between the two were laid clear by their words to one another, and Aizawa shifts from his position in the crowd to straighten up, by Todoroki’s expectations. Hands sink into his pockets as he approaches his students, eyes locking onto one’s face before moving to the other while speaking.
“At least you two have learned to quit wasting time. You’ve improved a bit, but not too much.” His words seem harsh, but they’re praise...in some way. It was hard to tell with a man like him.
A thumb gestures to another direction, a motion for them to follow.
“We’ve got somewhere to be, so don’t dawdle or try to sightsee. You can worry about that when we get there.”
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{Here it is, a proper intro post! I’m Tama!! I rp’d in Citta like… six months ago? It’s been a while and needless to say I’m a little rusty, but! I am happy to be back and hopefully I’ll be in for the long run.
But now for the Real Purpose of this post. In order to mark my glorious return to the RP world, I will be holding a SUMMER ICON GIVEAWAY. Reblog this post for a chance to get an icon drawn by yours truly with a fresh Summer theme!! (examples of previous giveaway icons [x] [x]) We’ll go with nine winners since that’s the most that can fit in an image post lol
Some Rules:
Your blog must be affiliated with Citta Alveare
1 reblog per account (if you have multiple accounts at Citta, you can do one each, but you can only be picked as a winner once; I’m trusting you guys to be honest if I end up picking 2+ of your accounts)
Winners will be randomly chosen at the start of meme day (6/12) and icons will be posted once they’re all done (whenever that is, hopefully within a couple of days of picking the winners.
I draw Aizawa Shouta from Boku no Hero Academy xD
i love him, great character and he’s awesome in episode 10
“Hero offices popping up all over the place, huh...Wonderful.”
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