*while out on patrol, you notice an odd figure slithering into an alley.
From the tail and scaley skin, you reocgnize who it is.
It's herpeton, the creepy crawley villain(ooc:technically vigilante but because vigilantes are legally classified as vigulantes, they're called villains by law enforcement.)
-@herpeton-deez-nonexistant-nutz
Kirishima started walking slowly, combat boots softly clicking on the floor, his quirk ever so slowly activates making sure he doesn't create any suspicious sound as he try to walk through the narrow alley.
He knew that image, that figure he just saw, that shadow that quickly passed the light when it made a move. He knew it way too well for it was the sole reason as to why him and suneater was deployed to patrol around the place. To capture a villain; or a vigilante—like what they like to call themselves, arrested. The pursuit of capturing these vigilantes had been on going for the past few months, and up until now there are still a lot of them lurking, trying to put the laws and justice on their own hands.
He was about take another step, when the tip of his shoe accidentally kicked on an empty can, making a noise that both of them made look at each other. “Fuck!" is all Kirishima could say on himself.
