SMOKE & MIRRORS — MEETING 08.27

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The last meeting Bakugou had attended, he noticed the dreadful silence of the crowd when it came to Pincher's obvious illness. Some, he assumed, were too cowardly to speak up and even voice their concerns. It was, however, the voice of the people who held the most power. A leader could only be as strong as the loyalties of their followers and it made him furious to hear no sense of concern lacing the words of anyone. He saw only dumbfounded eyes, too scared to speak out for fear of being drowned by an imagined judgement. He remembers the way anger gripped him by the neck, possessing the boy to growl at everyone who dared to sit in silence. Aita -... or Silus, if he wanted to acknowledge the sage's identity - had replied to him, stating that of course The Typhoon was worried. He didn't know how to react from there. He is too used to the nonchalance of others, never expecting much out of their attitudes and demeanors. Pincher's dedication, although appreciated, was something that bothered him too. He'd rather the man were either alive or dead rather than groveling in between.

His eyes narrow, squinting when Pincher calls for another meeting. He isn't invested in the love affairs of his crewmate, unaware that the Captain was currently grieving the loss of his lover, his husband. Despite this, he notes a sudden change to the meeting's format. Rather than going through everything at once, the meeting has been put on hold while Pincher supposedly gathers his thoughts. Bakugou sits down, fidgeting a little with his paws as he bites his inner cheek, trying his best to remain silent and patient. It seems like he is one of the first to arrive.