08-05-2018, 11:00 PM
" IT'S FINE NOW. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE! "
Toshinori was about to strike again when a soft voice alerted him to another's presence. The serval's shadowed eyes widened as he focused on Abomy. He hadn't exactly been expecting company, but he wasn't sure it was unwelcome. What was wrong?
"...Nothing. I just need to brush up on my combat skills," he explained. He felt he was entitled to keep his emotions to himself, so he said nothing more. Nothing about the guilt and turmoil he was experiencing all over again, nothing about the fact that he simply wasn't who he used to be. That could be saved for someone he was closer to, if anyone at all. He was about to wind up for another swing when a bird crowed down at him.
His brows narrowed ever so slightly- trees didn't have feelings. Well, he knew a guy who was partially a tree, and he had feelings, but regular trees... didn't. So what did it matter if he was attacking it? Still, he hated to be a nuisance about... really anything. He stared at the giant plant for a moment before glancing back up at Cry.
"Ah, sorry," he called, blinking. "Didn't mean to hurt its feelings."
Whatever. He supposed if he just got out of sight of the bird he could go back to kicking tree ass properly, but something about that idea didn't sit quite right. The serval chewed on the inside of his cheek. What would he use as a target now?
Then there was a new call, something he didn't quite recognize. He could tell that the dragon's thumping footsteps belonged to none other than Izuku, but that wasn't his voice. The serval whipped around, brows narrowed in suspicion before taking in the scene before him. Izuku had gotten a pet, huh? His ears twitched. Hopefully his former student could learn to tame its attitude. But, even if he was training his combat skills, he wasn't here for a fight.
"Then I can only improve," he growled back. He wasn't threatening, just angry, but it was still a growl. His sass had only grown since seeing Shigaraki. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not. Locket's second sentence fell on deaf ears, but he wondered if he'd found a new target. His annoyance grew for a moment at Izuku's soft suggestion. He'd rested for damn near a month now- he'd been 'busy' moping around and feeling sorry for himself. If Shigaraki's appearance had been good for one thing, it had been good for making him realize that he was a sorry excuse for Toshinori Yagi. Even though All Might had died, he himself had come back to life in this world. Perhaps it was time to be someone he could be proud of again. Long story short, he wasn't all too worried about exhausting himself.
Still, he wasn't sure he wanted to be angry at Izuku, and he certainly couldn't snap at the dragon.
"I don't need pointers. I can do it myself," he stated. His voice was just shy of even, hints of protesting anger unbalancing it. "I just need something to practice on, if trees are off limits."
He cast his cerulean gaze up at Cry for a moment, tail flicking irritably. Perhaps he should listen to the advice he was given, but he certainly didn't want to. If he spent another minute just laying around, he felt he might go insane.
"...Nothing. I just need to brush up on my combat skills," he explained. He felt he was entitled to keep his emotions to himself, so he said nothing more. Nothing about the guilt and turmoil he was experiencing all over again, nothing about the fact that he simply wasn't who he used to be. That could be saved for someone he was closer to, if anyone at all. He was about to wind up for another swing when a bird crowed down at him.
His brows narrowed ever so slightly- trees didn't have feelings. Well, he knew a guy who was partially a tree, and he had feelings, but regular trees... didn't. So what did it matter if he was attacking it? Still, he hated to be a nuisance about... really anything. He stared at the giant plant for a moment before glancing back up at Cry.
"Ah, sorry," he called, blinking. "Didn't mean to hurt its feelings."
Whatever. He supposed if he just got out of sight of the bird he could go back to kicking tree ass properly, but something about that idea didn't sit quite right. The serval chewed on the inside of his cheek. What would he use as a target now?
Then there was a new call, something he didn't quite recognize. He could tell that the dragon's thumping footsteps belonged to none other than Izuku, but that wasn't his voice. The serval whipped around, brows narrowed in suspicion before taking in the scene before him. Izuku had gotten a pet, huh? His ears twitched. Hopefully his former student could learn to tame its attitude. But, even if he was training his combat skills, he wasn't here for a fight.
"Then I can only improve," he growled back. He wasn't threatening, just angry, but it was still a growl. His sass had only grown since seeing Shigaraki. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not. Locket's second sentence fell on deaf ears, but he wondered if he'd found a new target. His annoyance grew for a moment at Izuku's soft suggestion. He'd rested for damn near a month now- he'd been 'busy' moping around and feeling sorry for himself. If Shigaraki's appearance had been good for one thing, it had been good for making him realize that he was a sorry excuse for Toshinori Yagi. Even though All Might had died, he himself had come back to life in this world. Perhaps it was time to be someone he could be proud of again. Long story short, he wasn't all too worried about exhausting himself.
Still, he wasn't sure he wanted to be angry at Izuku, and he certainly couldn't snap at the dragon.
"I don't need pointers. I can do it myself," he stated. His voice was just shy of even, hints of protesting anger unbalancing it. "I just need something to practice on, if trees are off limits."
He cast his cerulean gaze up at Cry for a moment, tail flicking irritably. Perhaps he should listen to the advice he was given, but he certainly didn't want to. If he spent another minute just laying around, he felt he might go insane.
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