07-27-2018, 09:51 AM
↠↠Tokoyami hadn't been here nearly long enough to really know anything about the little skirmish that had happened between Snowbound and the Typhoon. He almost didn't care, but he couldn't quite say that- he'd always had a mild interest for politics, whether he was in Japan at UA or... here. He knew that the two clans weren't on the best of terms, but he didn't know quite why. Something about supplies, he guessed? The crow-headed feline had wanted a more detailed explanation before, but talking to his clanmates ended up being a bit of a strain sometimes.
Still, that didn't mean he didn't like them at least a little bit. He had begun following crowds lately. Usually crowds went where something interesting was happening, and Tokoyami usually enjoyed whatever was interesting. Today, though, they had seemed to pick out something really... strange.
At first glance, the Snowbounder was just that- a normal Snowbounder. But immediately, his eyes widened with recognition. That was Aizawa, his old homeroom teacher. His beak gaped ever so slightly, but he had the thought to close it. The issues that they had been discussing thus far went over his head as his brain swam through theory after theory of why in the holy hell Aizawa was here. As far as Tokoyami knew, he and his fellow students had been the only ones to die, and he himself had been the only one to reincarnate. He wasn't exactly in the best state of mind at that point, despite his usual level-headedness.
The feline stayed silent, though. Even if he had known Aizawa in his former life, things were still very tense between their clans. If he spoke out as if they'd known each other for years, they would both look suspicious, and Tokoyami didn't want that so soon after his own joining. So he hung back, listening to Pincher as best as he could as the jaguar spoke. He wanted to at least offer his thanks, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to stop talking if he started. His beak remained firmly shut, and Tokoyami blinked. His face found its placid, indifferent expression again and held onto it, no longer scrambling through surprise and confusion.
He watched, almost too focused, as Pincher picked through the herbs and weapons.
Still, that didn't mean he didn't like them at least a little bit. He had begun following crowds lately. Usually crowds went where something interesting was happening, and Tokoyami usually enjoyed whatever was interesting. Today, though, they had seemed to pick out something really... strange.
At first glance, the Snowbounder was just that- a normal Snowbounder. But immediately, his eyes widened with recognition. That was Aizawa, his old homeroom teacher. His beak gaped ever so slightly, but he had the thought to close it. The issues that they had been discussing thus far went over his head as his brain swam through theory after theory of why in the holy hell Aizawa was here. As far as Tokoyami knew, he and his fellow students had been the only ones to die, and he himself had been the only one to reincarnate. He wasn't exactly in the best state of mind at that point, despite his usual level-headedness.
The feline stayed silent, though. Even if he had known Aizawa in his former life, things were still very tense between their clans. If he spoke out as if they'd known each other for years, they would both look suspicious, and Tokoyami didn't want that so soon after his own joining. So he hung back, listening to Pincher as best as he could as the jaguar spoke. He wanted to at least offer his thanks, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to stop talking if he started. His beak remained firmly shut, and Tokoyami blinked. His face found its placid, indifferent expression again and held onto it, no longer scrambling through surprise and confusion.
He watched, almost too focused, as Pincher picked through the herbs and weapons.
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