#wreckitralphbitch

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by @wreckitralphbitch   Kendo sat on the floor against the wall, her broken arm resting beside her. Once her adrenaline died down the pain started setting in. Shit. Her face winced and beads of tears formed at the end of her eyes. “It’s not that bad, is it?” She looked up at Iida, doing her best to keep a stoic expression. Yeah, it was in a lot of pain and she wanted more than anything to scream her lungs out, but now’s not the time.

Scrunching her face, she attempted to move her arm at a slow pace. Regret immediately followed. Yeah, it’s bad. “Agh —” she cried. This was a terrible predicament for her to be in, but luckily for her, she wasn’t alone.

It had taken a moment, as Iida had continued to pant in exhaustion, he began dragging one of his legs toward Kendo, at first with a smile onto his face until he asked the, hopeful question.

“Its...” he stayed silent as he moved onto his knees to get a closer look, running to get help would have to wait for a moment,  Still she remained stoic, despite how obvious it was she was in pain, as admirable as it was they were both respected students, he would have thought no less of her to admit it was even half as painful as it looked. “Don’t try to move...not that I need to tell you that now” he instructed as he moved closer, checking the arm for swelling...well checking where the arm was not swelling in hindsight. “It was foolish to try and block such an impact with your arm, TetsuTetsu would have been proud...” Iida tried to both chide and praise Kendo, as this was no time for lectures.

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“You’re not bothering me.” He wasn’t sure if there was anyone from Class 1-B that would bother him - except maybe Monoma. Even then, he could look past most of that behaviour.

“It’ll be easier for you to train your quirk by practise rather than just learning the theory. You need to put what you read about to use.” He paused. “Once you’ve read it, that is.” He wasn’t even sure what he was trying to say, but he knew that most others enjoyed pointless chatter.

Although, it wasn’t really something Shoto enjoyed.

“It’s hard to bother me, just so you know. If you’re not trying to fight me, I probably won’t react badly.” He could eat soba through any lunchtime drama, anyway.

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“Now you’re just taunting me.” He scoffed, “What do you take me for? I’m managing well on my own as it is. Your ability to meddle from time to time is appreciated though.” Truthfully, he meant nothing ill from his comments, always delighted to see Kendou despite how often they seemed to be at odds with one another in views. As the representative, she already had the respect although the title proved to be unnecessary. Their class seemed to be rather understanding with one another from the very beginning. “Just what are you doing wandering around here anyway? You always seem to appear when I least suspect it.” Perhaps that was simply another leading factor as to why she won their class’ votes as representative.

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“Do you want to dance with me?”

.◉ Meme || @wreckitralphbitch​ ◉.

          “Huh–?” It took Eijirou a minute to register, with him looking around to make sure she had been talking to him. Once he had indeed confirmed there wasn’t anybody else it could have been–

          “Y-you serious? You really wanna dance with me?”

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|| Non-verbal RP Starters with @wreckitralphbitch

When she sat down opposite him, Shoto was silent, more than a little absorbed in the book he was reading. It took him a few minutes to realise she was there, at which point he looked up from the book. His expression did not betray any emotion, nor did his voice as he spoke.

“Kendo, hello.” He greeted, seeing as it was only polite to do so. “It’s nice to see you.” It wasn’t as if he saw anyone from Class 1-B that often, despite them being on the same course. “What brings you here?”