[it doesn't matter to him what damn room they've ended up in, or what's going on around them. among the faint chatter of others like themselves, his only focus is on the other teenager across from him. his eyes tell him what reality has already shoved into his brain, despite some stubborn hope resisting the truth. he doesn't want todoroki here, doesn't want midoriya here, doesn't want anyone from his world to be here... because that means they weren't brought here of their own volition. they were kidnapped, stolen, ripped away from their home, bringing back those thoughts and feelings of being kidnapped before.
he hated those feelings, the rush of adrenaline, fear, confusion, insult, violation, helplessness, vulnerable... to know someone else he knows has gone through it pisses him off even more. that he wasn't, they weren't, strong enough to prevent it from happening. yet that slide of water-logged wood ends with a muffled crunch as the trunk wedges itself into the floorboards, no longer holding over the gulf torn out of the floor. if there had been anything in the trunk, it's certainly jostled now. tch, fuck the trunk. there's something else he needs to deal with. todoroki.]
You think you're fucking dreaming?! [well duh, most people would. the blonde scowls at those mismatched eyes as they wander along his body, taking in his chest and tail before snapping back to his face. it's not like he hasn't taken an instinctive look himself.] As far as I know.
[unfortunately that's the truth as he swims forward, acquainted with his piscean body by now. bare chested, long tailed, all that crap. he can't explain too much, since he's barely arrived here himself. a day? a few hours. it's hard to keep track of time with all the blinking in and out of theater and city.] THAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU'RE GONNA NOTICE?!
[technically not, but it still earns todoroki a swat at the head via his tail. dunce bastard!] So are you!
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he hated those feelings, the rush of adrenaline, fear, confusion, insult, violation, helplessness, vulnerable... to know someone else he knows has gone through it pisses him off even more. that he wasn't, they weren't, strong enough to prevent it from happening. yet that slide of water-logged wood ends with a muffled crunch as the trunk wedges itself into the floorboards, no longer holding over the gulf torn out of the floor. if there had been anything in the trunk, it's certainly jostled now. tch, fuck the trunk. there's something else he needs to deal with. todoroki.]
You think you're fucking dreaming?! [well duh, most people would. the blonde scowls at those mismatched eyes as they wander along his body, taking in his chest and tail before snapping back to his face. it's not like he hasn't taken an instinctive look himself.] As far as I know.
[unfortunately that's the truth as he swims forward, acquainted with his piscean body by now. bare chested, long tailed, all that crap. he can't explain too much, since he's barely arrived here himself. a day? a few hours. it's hard to keep track of time with all the blinking in and out of theater and city.] THAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU'RE GONNA NOTICE?!
[technically not, but it still earns todoroki a swat at the head via his tail. dunce bastard!] So are you!