05-21-2018, 06:08 PM
And Aizawa had thought he was bad at hunting. He didn't really enjoy doing it, the taste of metallic blood flowing through his mouth always making him retch. So he stuck to human foods, which was luckily still a thing here in this world. Thanks to Jacob, he never really went without food, and he had lost his emaciated form. He was still a bit thin, but that couldn't be helped, he figured.
"Need some help?" he asks as he approaches the female, her name lost on him. They had never formally met, he doesn't think. "Aizawa Shota," he states bluntly, looking over the bite mark on her side. Hopefully it wouldn't get infected and Izuku or Jacob would get here soon.
"SPEECH"
"Need some help?" he asks as he approaches the female, her name lost on him. They had never formally met, he doesn't think. "Aizawa Shota," he states bluntly, looking over the bite mark on her side. Hopefully it wouldn't get infected and Izuku or Jacob would get here soon.
"SPEECH"