06-19-2018, 02:53 PM
Izuku was pretty obviously ... not good at combat. He hadn't been when he was human, and he wasn't now. He's not kidding, his strategy for battle when he was human tended to come down to 'break my bones till something happens'. All Might was ... probably a bad influence. Anyways, now Izuku was here, without his quirk or brute force to back him up, and he was just sort of. Stuck. Had he been trying to learn? Yeah, but he couldn't ever figure it out. So when Izuku hears about the battle training, his first emotion is excitement. And then just sort of ... oh. His leg. Izuku scowls down at it -- he could still do stuff, enough to participate in some of the activities, even if it'll hurt like hell. Assuming Melantha let him participate at all, that is.
"Can I?" Comes Izuku's hopeful voice as he trods his way over. He's limping pretty heavily, because of course he is, but Izuku had never let injuries stop him. Like, literally, never. The only thing that stopped him half the time was other people. Right, anyways -- follow her to the park? There was a park? ... Of course there was, who's Izuku kidding. Oh well. Regardless of whether he was allowed to participate or not, Izuku was at least gonna watch. And obsessively take notes. Because that's all Izuku knew how to do anymore.
"Can I?" Comes Izuku's hopeful voice as he trods his way over. He's limping pretty heavily, because of course he is, but Izuku had never let injuries stop him. Like, literally, never. The only thing that stopped him half the time was other people. Right, anyways -- follow her to the park? There was a park? ... Of course there was, who's Izuku kidding. Oh well. Regardless of whether he was allowed to participate or not, Izuku was at least gonna watch. And obsessively take notes. Because that's all Izuku knew how to do anymore.
☀ what was i worth
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