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@aviatorn
honestly it’s a miracle at this point that tsunagu doesn’t have any gray hairs thanks to a certain winged hero. and he thinks of this fact in times of desperation. much like right now. with a man much shorter than him clinging for dear life and whining with attempted persuasion.
“ but bj........! “
god how he loathes that nickname.
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“FACT: you can’t fly when you’ve used too many of your feathers! FACT: flight cannot always be your top priority when using your quirk! FACT: it is inconvenient to lose one functionality in favor of another!”
she skids to an abrupt stop as she reaches him, completely unbothered by the alarmed stares she has earned from her sudden outburst, which began the instant she laid eyes on hawks -- never mind the distance between them at the time.
“all of this can be resolved with BABY NO. 499! hastume mei’s booster belt! it can fly when you can’t! and on top of that, it can increase your flight speed when your wings are in tact! perfect for japan’s fastest hero!”
scrap
nonverbal starters / accepting.
scrap / punch them.
needless to say, he has absolutely no idea what could have possibly spurred this on — but that seemed to unanimously be the case for 98% of the bullshit he ( often ) dealt with. a few broken nosesdown the linedidn’t make much of adifference.
such is life, one might try, which is a very outdated way to say it be like that sometimes ; if you are kaminaridenki and if your luck was perpetually fucking rotten.
numbness recedes to the areas only immediately adjacent to his nose, clear of blood but not of pain ; he’s got nothing to offer in means of any kind of exclamation, either, having the surprised promptly knocked out of him, and is otherwise downright offended enough to dare demand that hawks explain himself first, gestured by the exasperated shrug he gives in motion to all of him.
“you’re a coward!”
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every now and then he questions his friendships. specifically in regards to certain blondes. especially when this blonde has been telling him that this is just some ‘light pregaming’ before yuu gets here.
“ you’re a coward! “
this may, perhaps, be the closest to contemplating murder he’s come to. and maybe that’s why he laughs so heartily.
“ very well you gremlin of a bird. “ and he means that in the most loving way possible before he picks up the shot glass filled with a liquid that’s just too blue, and adjusts his collar to knock it back. he can taste the morning regret already.
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“HAWKSIE! I have an even BETTER idea!!!” She grabs his shoulder, promptly shaking him back and forth, “We could just TEAM UP and be a GIGANTIC BIRD DUO!!” That sounded MUCH cooler in her head.
hey boy
❝ ... what d’you mean the tabs been paid? i haven’t forked over my wallet yet. in any case, i’m still hungry, so open it ag -- hah? ❞ midway through his protest, shouta’s server says something hushed to him, smiling bemusedly. think it was a gift, sir. his demeanor shifts from a frustrated sort of confused to straight up puppy-face puzzled, and they point in the direction of a nearby table as subtly as possible during their departure.
much less subtly, shouta takes the last bite out of his bowl and with rice stuffed cheeks, turns his head to find the culprit. he suspects it’ll be a middle aged woman in leopard print clothes and high heel boots, but finds something a little different.
just a little.
❝ oh... you, huh? ❞ with his mouth full still and an entire table separating them yet, aizawa probably sounds like he said something more like. oh, ooew, uh? but even after swallowing, he doesn’t bother to repeat himself. if hawks can’t translate this far into their friendship, that’s a hawks problem.
he moves to sit in the booth across from him, one arm propped on the back of the seat as he leans back into it, head tilting. if his tab and bizarrely sober demeanor doesn’t speak for how absolutely faced he is in actuality, his body language reveals a looseness he definitely doesn’t possess naturally. ❝ you gettin’ at something? buying me drinks... tch. what the hell are you doing here on new years eve, anyway? it’s the most boring joint in the city. ❞ he rolls a marble over on the table towards him. it’s unclear where he got it from.
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“HEY - Hey, hawksie!! Ya wanna go out tonight? Hit the town with me ‘n BJ? It’ll be fuuunnnn~!”
