sometimes, hanzo’s dragons really came in handy. when he was on the battlefield, fighting for his life, and they came out to assist him, he could never be more thankful for them. but sometimes... sometimes, they behaved like troublesome cats. and evidently, right now was one of those times. only since his arrival at hiraeth academy had they started appearing outside of battle, laying on his shoulders or hovering around him. he hadn’t even named them. they were powerful and intimidating spirit dragons, for christ’s sake, that live solely due to the shimada blood in hanzo’s veins. not little pets that he should have to dote over. yet, he still found himself searching the dormitory hall for the critters as if they were his babies.
he’d spent the majority of the past hour searching for them and has only managed to find one of the twins, while the usual perpetrator caused him quite a bit more trouble. the first one was attempting to sneak its way into a closed-off room, so he could only assume the other one would already have hidden itself somewhere. at least they couldn’t manage elevators, so they’d have to be somewhere on this floor of the dormitories.
with one dragon situated on his shoulder about to take a nap, and a sigh coming from his own lips, he figured he’d best start knocking on doors to find the other. and dorm one hundred seemed as good of a place to start as any.
after shooting a glare to the spirit resting on his shoulder, hanzo knocked on the door.