RHYTHM OF THE WAR DRUMS | rebellion

[arcy]

Unlike some of his clanmates, Izuku was not a pacifist, not in the least. Granted .. Snowbound wasn't made up of nearly as many pacifists these days, huh? In the early days it was full of people unwilling to fight, Izuku included. Now, though .. well. There were a lot more people willing to fight these days, huh? Than again, it could be a thing about being cornered. It probably was. But it was better to fight back like the cornered animals they were than to just sit, complacent.
... Better to kill than let themselves be killed. He wouldn't ask any of his clanmates to do that, but ... well. Nobody said Izuku wouldn't do that himself. So it wasn't heroic or good of him in any way, shape, or form, but what did Izuku care about heroics anymore? He wasn't a hero anymore, and none of the people in his immediate circle were heroes because they were all gone, and his clanmates were being hurt and so there was nothing holding him back anymore. Nothing except his own fucked up morals, and there weren't a lot of those right now.
.. He's itching for a fight. He wants nothing more than to make the Pittians hurt, sink his teeth into their flesh. But, first and foremost, Izuku's plan is to protect Atbash. Defense, and then switch to offense the instant somebody steps one step too close. His body is low to the ground and defensive, pupils in slits and eyes narrowed. He's ready. Teeth bared and sharp, electricity skittering across his scales. It feels like the calm before the storm. Before the fight actually begins and hell breaks loose. His tail sweeps. He's impatient for it to start, but he remains in place. Because of Atbash. For Atbash.
... Soon. Soon they'd chase the Pitt off. And then they'd be free.
He can't fucking wait.

[glow=black,2,300]I WONT BE HERE LONG AT ALL ☀[/glow]