08-26-2018, 07:59 AM
When Luca came, he didn't think anything would come out of it. He doesn't trust in the demon's capabilities and, even after Bakugou clamped his mouth shut, Luca proved himself to be useless to him. His eyes narrowed slightly at the creature's remark to go find the head soothsayer, quietly staying by Kirishima's side with an uncomfortable feeling forming at the base of his throat. He does his best to ignore Luciferus as he takes care of the child raptor, too agitated to pay attention to his surroundings until Rosemary appears, using some kind of water manipulation to clean the infected wound. He breathes uncomfortably when she suddenly speaks his name, smoke blaring from his nostrils. Fire. Cauterize the wound. Fuck. He's always wanted to learn something about healing but this wasn't the best of times for him, he wasn't in the right head space. He was just so...stressed. Still, with a feeling of dismay, he nods to the woman to notify her that he had understood.
This was the true test. He hasn't mastered his flames but the fire which wrapped around his tail was Bakugou's own method of training to control the heat and spread of his flames. It shouldn't burn, but it was warm to touch. At Rosemary's cue, raising her arm to draw the water away from Kirishima's wound, Bakugou raises his own limb with his pads facing the area. His paw began to burn, heating up before a ball of flame was unleashed to sear the skin. The privateer was careful, as careful as he could ever be, in ensuring he wouldn't accidentally further burn his friend. When it seemed like he had done enough, the flames ceased until only a black fog remained from his paw. He sighs hot air from his body's excess heat, still unable to control his aftereffects his powers had on his body and how much fire he was capable of producing.
This was the true test. He hasn't mastered his flames but the fire which wrapped around his tail was Bakugou's own method of training to control the heat and spread of his flames. It shouldn't burn, but it was warm to touch. At Rosemary's cue, raising her arm to draw the water away from Kirishima's wound, Bakugou raises his own limb with his pads facing the area. His paw began to burn, heating up before a ball of flame was unleashed to sear the skin. The privateer was careful, as careful as he could ever be, in ensuring he wouldn't accidentally further burn his friend. When it seemed like he had done enough, the flames ceased until only a black fog remained from his paw. He sighs hot air from his body's excess heat, still unable to control his aftereffects his powers had on his body and how much fire he was capable of producing.