07-12-2018, 02:02 PM
//r u happy now arcy smh
Aizawa had been gone for...a while. He had suddenly disappeared, and none had seen him around the village, not even just outside the cabin he and Izuku shared. Where was he, then? That was simple. He wasn't in the camp, nor even in the territory. He was a ways away, back in the field he had come to with the healer. It was a good distance from the original camp, and even further away from their current one. Once he had recovered from his sickness, he had jumped at the opportunity to go back. It was getting warmer, but it was still somewhat chilly out, and he hated it. That's why he had returned--with his sleeping bag in tow, mind you.
He had dragged it all the way to the open field and settled there for a while, though it ended up being longer than he had intended. He wasn't too worried, considering Jacob was there to lead everyone. Besides, what use did they need him for? He was there to keep an eye on Izuku, but really, he was getting older and learning and he didn't need someone breathing down his back. He was just as tired of watching him as he was of being watched.
When Aizawa finally decided to return, it took a while for him to get back. The temperature change was evident, and he breathed out in relief, thankful it was now summer. Now he wouldn't be freezing his ass off all the time. Once winter rolled back around, though, he could try and dig up that old sweater Jacob gave him. He didn't quite feel like making such an adventure again. Nearing the border, he paused and glanced around, waiting to see if anyone would come across him. When none came, he simply strolled on, already planning on napping in his hammock.
"SPEECH"
Aizawa had been gone for...a while. He had suddenly disappeared, and none had seen him around the village, not even just outside the cabin he and Izuku shared. Where was he, then? That was simple. He wasn't in the camp, nor even in the territory. He was a ways away, back in the field he had come to with the healer. It was a good distance from the original camp, and even further away from their current one. Once he had recovered from his sickness, he had jumped at the opportunity to go back. It was getting warmer, but it was still somewhat chilly out, and he hated it. That's why he had returned--with his sleeping bag in tow, mind you.
He had dragged it all the way to the open field and settled there for a while, though it ended up being longer than he had intended. He wasn't too worried, considering Jacob was there to lead everyone. Besides, what use did they need him for? He was there to keep an eye on Izuku, but really, he was getting older and learning and he didn't need someone breathing down his back. He was just as tired of watching him as he was of being watched.
When Aizawa finally decided to return, it took a while for him to get back. The temperature change was evident, and he breathed out in relief, thankful it was now summer. Now he wouldn't be freezing his ass off all the time. Once winter rolled back around, though, he could try and dig up that old sweater Jacob gave him. He didn't quite feel like making such an adventure again. Nearing the border, he paused and glanced around, waiting to see if anyone would come across him. When none came, he simply strolled on, already planning on napping in his hammock.
"SPEECH"