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He still wasn’t used to his new robotic arms and probably would never be. Reaching out his right arm, he twisted it one was and then the other, opening and closing his hand. He honestly never thought that he would be able to have arms and hands again. He never thought that he would be able to get out of prison, but thanks to Hari, he was.
Walking down the street, he pulled up his hood, feeling the fluff around his head. Hari had managed to nab his old stuff, mask included. Despite Hari’s protests, he continued to wear them. A symbol that the raven wasn’t killed. He may be maimed, but certainly not killed.
Slipping around the corner into a dark alley, he opted to stand near the entrance filled with people passing by. Something about watching others calmed him. He never knew who was looking at him or if anyone was looking at him. Maybe he became another faceless villain.
He sighed, leaning into the sunlight. Life was boring now. And it would probably continue to be.
She’d been taken out of the safety of U.A for the day, to get some air and for an attempt to help her get comfortable around other people. Even so, she wasn’t alone — or she hadn’t been, until somehow she’d gotten separated from Aizawa.
Eri had been quietly wandering around for several minutes now, trying to find the familiar face in the crowd and seemingly having no luck in that department. Her weight is shifted uncomfortably between her feet as she stops, standing helplessly in the middle of the large group of people before her eyes landed on the familiar jacket and mask.
He was the last person she’d ever expected to see, her belief that he was gone forever helping her to feel safe as well as she heroes surrounding her. But she was alone, and he was too close for her liking, causing her to stumble back a few steps in an attempt to hide in the hopes that she’d moved fast enough to avoid him seeing her.
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