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[Aizawa is frustrated.
Like many others, he'd been patrolling the harbor for the past few days for any sign of the missing group, but it figures that they'd return right from under everyone's noses.
Instead of bothering to respond to the forum post, Aizawa makes his way to Midoriya's place as soon as he catches wind of what happened. While his overall experience with Chroma's meddling is minimal compared to those who've been there for far longer, he still considers this to be a real threat and he feels obligated to retain some of his responsibilities from back home.
Which means confirming Midoriya's safety and overall health above all else before scolding him in some capacity. Aizawa doesn't waste any time as soon as he reaches his destination, knocking on the door and staring pointedly at his student as soon as the door swings open.]
Like many others, he'd been patrolling the harbor for the past few days for any sign of the missing group, but it figures that they'd return right from under everyone's noses.
Instead of bothering to respond to the forum post, Aizawa makes his way to Midoriya's place as soon as he catches wind of what happened. While his overall experience with Chroma's meddling is minimal compared to those who've been there for far longer, he still considers this to be a real threat and he feels obligated to retain some of his responsibilities from back home.
Which means confirming Midoriya's safety and overall health above all else before scolding him in some capacity. Aizawa doesn't waste any time as soon as he reaches his destination, knocking on the door and staring pointedly at his student as soon as the door swings open.]
[The door creaks open slowly and Izuku peeks out from behind it, sheepishness all over his expression as he does so. As soon as he'd figured out how long he and the others had been gone, he'd known that he would get a visit from his teacher at some point.
It's probably a good thing he'd at least told Aizawa where he was going or he'd be in way more trouble.]
I'm really sorry, sensei. We ran into some trouble and we didn't have a way to send messages back to town.
It's probably a good thing he'd at least told Aizawa where he was going or he'd be in way more trouble.]
I'm really sorry, sensei. We ran into some trouble and we didn't have a way to send messages back to town.
[Well at least Midoriya is well-aware of why he's making a house visit.
Aizawa refrains from reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose. It's not like Midoriya hadn't informed him ahead of time of his intentions, and given the foundation of their relationship there's no avoiding the risks that come with the territory of wanting to become a pro Hero.
Still, there's still too little they know about this place, and the fact that Midoriya himself is bewildered by his own disappearance only serves to prove that the measures they put into ensuring everyone's safety just isn't enough.
However, that can wait, and even though Midoriya is obviously well enough to answer the door Aizawa's first question is a simple—]
Are you hurt?
Aizawa refrains from reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose. It's not like Midoriya hadn't informed him ahead of time of his intentions, and given the foundation of their relationship there's no avoiding the risks that come with the territory of wanting to become a pro Hero.
Still, there's still too little they know about this place, and the fact that Midoriya himself is bewildered by his own disappearance only serves to prove that the measures they put into ensuring everyone's safety just isn't enough.
However, that can wait, and even though Midoriya is obviously well enough to answer the door Aizawa's first question is a simple—]
Are you hurt?
action; backdated to whenever Izuku came home with a healing shattered arm
tendershepherd
2018-07-23 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Things had been happening a lot lately, or so it felt. People dying and coming back, people disappearing and not coming back. Usually.
Between all of that and the attacks, he hadn't had a chance to actually come and talk to Izuku. It wasn't until he saw the younger boy come home with a greatly bandaged arm that he finally took the opportunity to have some kind of talk with him.
So, that's why he's currently standing outside Izuku's bedroom door. He frowns at it for a moment before tentatively knocking on it.]
Izuku? Can I come in?
[He's not entirely sure if Shouto's in there too or not and he'd rather respect their privacy if he is.]
Between all of that and the attacks, he hadn't had a chance to actually come and talk to Izuku. It wasn't until he saw the younger boy come home with a greatly bandaged arm that he finally took the opportunity to have some kind of talk with him.
So, that's why he's currently standing outside Izuku's bedroom door. He frowns at it for a moment before tentatively knocking on it.]
Izuku? Can I come in?
[He's not entirely sure if Shouto's in there too or not and he'd rather respect their privacy if he is.]
[Luckily, Shouto's still out, so Izuku's alone when he pulls the door open with a curious look.]
Sorey-kun? [He lets the door swing open even more.] Sure you can... is there something going on?
[It doesn't look urgent, but Izuku gets the feeling that there's something weighing on Sorey's mind.]
Sorey-kun? [He lets the door swing open even more.] Sure you can... is there something going on?
[It doesn't look urgent, but Izuku gets the feeling that there's something weighing on Sorey's mind.]
[He smiles softly in greeting when the door opens to reveal Izuku. At the question he shakes his head.]
No, nothing's going on, I just wanted to talk about something and...see how you're doing, is all.
[When the door's opened enough he steps into the other boy's room.]
How's your arm?
No, nothing's going on, I just wanted to talk about something and...see how you're doing, is all.
[When the door's opened enough he steps into the other boy's room.]
How's your arm?
[ thanks to this conversation, Izuku will receive a folded card by his door that looks like this:
with no extra note or text. That's it. ]
with no extra note or text. That's it. ]
[As soon as Izuku finds the card (and freaks out over it a little), Jake's getting a message in his inbox.]
English-kun, how did you know about Shouto and me???
English-kun, how did you know about Shouto and me???
[Oops, kneejerk reaction. That was a bit rude, wasn't it?]
It was really thoughtful of you to make a card, though. Thank you.
It was really thoughtful of you to make a card, though. Thank you.
No sweat buddy! I was rooting for you both all along. Todidoki really nattered a lot about you back during the positivity party i couldnt resist but hope something would happen.
Might be careful with me im not sure how my hope powers work here but it looks like its doing good. ;)
[ He's not joking about hope powers. He's got them.
also who tf is Todidoki. ]
Cant really tell you how i found out either! Ive got a good hunch is all. :P
Might be careful with me im not sure how my hope powers work here but it looks like its doing good. ;)
[ He's not joking about hope powers. He's got them.
also who tf is Todidoki. ]
Cant really tell you how i found out either! Ive got a good hunch is all. :P
[The week spent on Hell Island? Terrible. Absolutely terrible, but after a day or so spent resting and eating non-fishy foods, Ochako feels... okay, more or less. It's a process, okay. She's getting there.
But she can only stay in bed and watch Busta bounce around for so long. That's why she's here! On Deku's doorstep! Cracking open the front door to peek her head inside! Knocking is for chumps.]
Deku-kun? Are you here?
[Please be here.]
But she can only stay in bed and watch Busta bounce around for so long. That's why she's here! On Deku's doorstep! Cracking open the front door to peek her head inside! Knocking is for chumps.]
Deku-kun? Are you here?
[Please be here.]
[Deku-kun is indeed here! His eyes widen when he sees her.]
Ochako-san! How are you feeling? Did you need anything?
[It's probably not a surprise that he ends up fretting at her, given the week that she had.]
Ochako-san! How are you feeling? Did you need anything?
[It's probably not a surprise that he ends up fretting at her, given the week that she had.]
[Thank goodness! She steps right inside, offering him a wide smile as she closes the door behind her.]
I just wanted to come see you! Todoroki-kun stopped by yesterday, but it feels like I haven't seen you in forever.
[Oh, that probably sounds... ridiculous? Hold up.]
I mean, I guess I did see you on the island, but I wasn't feeling... mmm— [how to word this without making him worry even more?] —great?
I just wanted to come see you! Todoroki-kun stopped by yesterday, but it feels like I haven't seen you in forever.
[Oh, that probably sounds... ridiculous? Hold up.]
I mean, I guess I did see you on the island, but I wasn't feeling... mmm— [how to word this without making him worry even more?] —great?
[ she's been here for a bit, but things still aren't quite... settling for her. maybe it's just the dissonance between being stuck in a place and the powerlessness slash peace she feels regarding that? who ever heard of an aimless robot, honestly...
so, aigis is prone to wandering. it's more often than not that she comes to the edges of the forest--her gaze looming there for what is probably longer than acceptable. she's heard more than enough warnings about the forest when she first got here to take it seriously, but it's still... there.
and apparently, today, something else is there too? or rather... someone, on the outskirts. ]
Hm...?
[ she doesn't need to scan the unfamiliar figure to realize this isn't someone she's met before, and she doesn't need to be a genius to consider what their hanging around the edges of Danger McDangerland means.
so, she approaches. hope she's not interrupting anything, izuku, but! here's the somewhat odd-looking girl in a school uniform approaching, her expression a mix of friendly and slightly concerned. ]
Excuse me... I was told it was dangerous to linger around here on your own.
[ she says, as if she's not new.
leave it to the veterans, aigis. ]
so, aigis is prone to wandering. it's more often than not that she comes to the edges of the forest--her gaze looming there for what is probably longer than acceptable. she's heard more than enough warnings about the forest when she first got here to take it seriously, but it's still... there.
and apparently, today, something else is there too? or rather... someone, on the outskirts. ]
Hm...?
[ she doesn't need to scan the unfamiliar figure to realize this isn't someone she's met before, and she doesn't need to be a genius to consider what their hanging around the edges of Danger McDangerland means.
so, she approaches. hope she's not interrupting anything, izuku, but! here's the somewhat odd-looking girl in a school uniform approaching, her expression a mix of friendly and slightly concerned. ]
Excuse me... I was told it was dangerous to linger around here on your own.
[ she says, as if she's not new.
leave it to the veterans, aigis. ]
[Even if Izuku's actually capable of handling himself in the forest, Aigis is still right to worry about him. He pauses after finishing his round-house kick and glances back at her.]
Hey! [Is the bright greeting she gets, a smile curling at his lips.] Whoever told you that wasn't wrong. It is usually dangerous to go in by yourself.
You don't have to worry about me, though. [Anyone who's known him for a while would say that's a complete lie.] I've been in here pretty often already.
Hey! [Is the bright greeting she gets, a smile curling at his lips.] Whoever told you that wasn't wrong. It is usually dangerous to go in by yourself.
You don't have to worry about me, though. [Anyone who's known him for a while would say that's a complete lie.] I've been in here pretty often already.
[Though Izuku likes just about everyone he's met in Chroma, there are a few that he's grown very fond of--Minato just happens to be one of them. So, of course, when Izuku spots him near the gardens, he immediately perks up.]
Arisato-kun! [Izuku's ready with a smile whenever he turns to look at him, completely unaware of the complications that would arise from simply being around his friend at the moment.] Where are you headed off to?
Arisato-kun! [Izuku's ready with a smile whenever he turns to look at him, completely unaware of the complications that would arise from simply being around his friend at the moment.] Where are you headed off to?
Ah, hello, Midoriya-kun--
[Minato hasn't figured out by now what his triggers are for his memories being shared.
Which makes it really unfortunate that his trigger for his memories is legitimately just greeting someone. Sorry, Izuku. You're not getting much of a warning before you're getting plunged into a memory.
It's of Minato, Minato in bed, waking up very, very slowly. He's groggy, though Izuku will only be able to feel his emotions--his sleepy contentedness, peaceful and warm and--
Suddenly, fear and shock and alarm, as Minato bolts upright in bed, eyes flying open.
He looks around his room almost wildly, breath hitching. From the calendar to the sunlight streaming through the window, heart hammering in his chest as he's almost disbelieving--
And then he reaches out for his phone, fumblingly, and checks the date.
February 1st....
His emotions are still in disarray, shock and amazement far too strong for it to be just another day... and slowly, he laughs, disbelievingly, burying his face in his hands as his shoulders shake. In truth, the laughter is...desperate, almost, and definitely entirely disbelieving, his emotions in turmoil...
But soon enough, there's a knock at his door, and Minato blearily lifts his head to look as Yukari comes in.
"Minato-kun, are you okay...? You've been kind of out of it--oh, you're awake!" She smiles, but there's something off about it, something different, and his brow furrows a little.
Before he can respond, she continues, "I'll go grab you some breakfast, okay? Take it easy!"
She turns to go, and Minato reaches out a little, throat hoarse, "Wait--is everyone else okay? Did everyone make it?"
The look she gives him is funny. "Make it through what...? ...Whatever, anyway, just stay there. I'll be right back."
The shock runs through Minato, sharp and intense, as Yukari leaves his room--shock and then fear, worry, concern. They don't remember, do they...?
A moment later, he breathes out a soft sigh. He expected that. They all expected that... he'd have to just hope that they'll remember by March 5th. A stretch, and slowly Minato shifts as if to get up--
And then he chokes, hand coming to his chest to grasp at his shirt as he does, wincing as his head throbs. The sudden pain and exhaustion takes his breath away, enough so that he stumbles and falls to his hands and knees... and then, staring at the floor, his eyes slide shut as it all sinks in, his every feeling just utterly exhausted and utterly resigned, and to himself, softly, he breathes, "Oh..."
Now he understands.
... And quietly, Minato's hands clench into fists as he comes back to himself, teeth grit. Dammit--!]
[Minato hasn't figured out by now what his triggers are for his memories being shared.
Which makes it really unfortunate that his trigger for his memories is legitimately just greeting someone. Sorry, Izuku. You're not getting much of a warning before you're getting plunged into a memory.
It's of Minato, Minato in bed, waking up very, very slowly. He's groggy, though Izuku will only be able to feel his emotions--his sleepy contentedness, peaceful and warm and--
Suddenly, fear and shock and alarm, as Minato bolts upright in bed, eyes flying open.
He looks around his room almost wildly, breath hitching. From the calendar to the sunlight streaming through the window, heart hammering in his chest as he's almost disbelieving--
And then he reaches out for his phone, fumblingly, and checks the date.
February 1st....
His emotions are still in disarray, shock and amazement far too strong for it to be just another day... and slowly, he laughs, disbelievingly, burying his face in his hands as his shoulders shake. In truth, the laughter is...desperate, almost, and definitely entirely disbelieving, his emotions in turmoil...
But soon enough, there's a knock at his door, and Minato blearily lifts his head to look as Yukari comes in.
"Minato-kun, are you okay...? You've been kind of out of it--oh, you're awake!" She smiles, but there's something off about it, something different, and his brow furrows a little.
Before he can respond, she continues, "I'll go grab you some breakfast, okay? Take it easy!"
She turns to go, and Minato reaches out a little, throat hoarse, "Wait--is everyone else okay? Did everyone make it?"
The look she gives him is funny. "Make it through what...? ...Whatever, anyway, just stay there. I'll be right back."
The shock runs through Minato, sharp and intense, as Yukari leaves his room--shock and then fear, worry, concern. They don't remember, do they...?
A moment later, he breathes out a soft sigh. He expected that. They all expected that... he'd have to just hope that they'll remember by March 5th. A stretch, and slowly Minato shifts as if to get up--
And then he chokes, hand coming to his chest to grasp at his shirt as he does, wincing as his head throbs. The sudden pain and exhaustion takes his breath away, enough so that he stumbles and falls to his hands and knees... and then, staring at the floor, his eyes slide shut as it all sinks in, his every feeling just utterly exhausted and utterly resigned, and to himself, softly, he breathes, "Oh..."
Now he understands.
... And quietly, Minato's hands clench into fists as he comes back to himself, teeth grit. Dammit--!]
[It's early in the morning as Shouto presses his face against the back of Izuku's neck. What he's not aware of is whatever's in the air when it comes to this place.
Just as soon as they're pressed together, skin to skin a memory rises to the surface.
--
Shouto's running behind his father with his sidekicks. Shouto feels no affection for the man, even if there's a grudging respect. Endeavor is a shitty human being but a competent hero. A good hero, even, if the hero rankings matter. He earned his spot at number two. They're headed toward a disaster, something has happened.
And then Shouto's phone buzzes in his pocket. Midoriya's sent a mass text about his location and only that. He can trust it means more than what it looks like. His friend- warmth- is texting for help - worry. If this was all Midoriya sent, he's in a pinch. He has to go.
His father can handle whatever it is on his own. Shouto has friends he wants to protect.
--
He comes out of it dazed.] What...
Just as soon as they're pressed together, skin to skin a memory rises to the surface.
--
Shouto's running behind his father with his sidekicks. Shouto feels no affection for the man, even if there's a grudging respect. Endeavor is a shitty human being but a competent hero. A good hero, even, if the hero rankings matter. He earned his spot at number two. They're headed toward a disaster, something has happened.
And then Shouto's phone buzzes in his pocket. Midoriya's sent a mass text about his location and only that. He can trust it means more than what it looks like. His friend- warmth- is texting for help - worry. If this was all Midoriya sent, he's in a pinch. He has to go.
His father can handle whatever it is on his own. Shouto has friends he wants to protect.
--
He comes out of it dazed.] What...
[Though Izuku tends to be an early riser in the mornings, he's still only half-awake when the memory filters in. It's odd, feeling another set of emotions pass through him even while he remains confused for the first half of it.
Then, just as suddenly as it started, it's over, and Izuku's left blinking. He rolls over so he can face Shouto, a questioning look on his face.]
Did you... see that, too?
[He knows it was a real memory from the time they'd been in Hosu, but that begs the question--how could he possibly have seen it if he wasn't there?]
Then, just as suddenly as it started, it's over, and Izuku's left blinking. He rolls over so he can face Shouto, a questioning look on his face.]
Did you... see that, too?
[He knows it was a real memory from the time they'd been in Hosu, but that begs the question--how could he possibly have seen it if he wasn't there?]
Is it true the name I should use for you is different 8ased on, like, how close we are?
8ecause that's weird. Alien culture is weird.
Anyway, that's not actually what I came here to ask you!
My real question is:
How is Shouto such an idiot, 8ut still so cute?
I figured you were pro8a8ly the only person who would know.
8ecause that's weird. Alien culture is weird.
Anyway, that's not actually what I came here to ask you!
My real question is:
How is Shouto such an idiot, 8ut still so cute?
I figured you were pro8a8ly the only person who would know.
That's how it is in Japan! We use honorifics, too. That's why I've been calling you Serket-san this whole time.
....it's part of his charm?
What did he do?
....it's part of his charm?
What did he do?
[Cuddling together under the blanket isn't new for Izuku and Shouto; they've been doing this for a while now, even before the new quests were posted. What is new is the shivering. Izuku frowns when he feels Shouto trembling against him, and quickly draws him closer.]
Shouto...are you cold? I can grab one of the extra blankets.
[It's a little strange, when Shouto's able to regulate his temperature usually, but it is getting cold here in Chroma.]
Shouto...are you cold? I can grab one of the extra blankets.
[It's a little strange, when Shouto's able to regulate his temperature usually, but it is getting cold here in Chroma.]
got something for your notes you might be interested in. busy?
That sounds kind of ominous.
[If only because he's aware that he and Percy tend to attract trouble like magnets.]
I'm not busy, though. Want to come over?
[If only because he's aware that he and Percy tend to attract trouble like magnets.]
I'm not busy, though. Want to come over?
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