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PHANTOM MENACE
Togata Mirio is an 18 month old golden retriever whom is currently residing in the Rosebloods. As of right now, he has no rank. He is best friends with Tamaki Amajiki, and adores Eri. He is physically hard and easy to befriend.
His death had been swift, but it had still been painful, bloody, and gorey. A villain just didn't know when to stop, and Mirio didn't want to go down like that again. Besides, it seemed in this world, he wasn't quirkless. He had his quirk back, he could walk through solid things like it was nothing again. Of course, he still had to hold his breath while he was walking through said objects.
When he had heard the shuffle of his hybrid friend's feet, the golden retriever glanced back with a kind, warm smile. He knew Tamaki wanted to go home, he knew something had happened to his friend that made him like this. He didn't deserve to suffer, he was much too kind to suffer. "We can't go back, Tamaki. I.. Wish we could return, together, but we can't." Mirio confessed, his smile faltering for just a moment before he leaned his head down, attempting to gently nuzzle his friend's cheek affectionately. He wanted to be the sense of calm that Amajiki so desperately seeked, but he couldn't just force his friend to be happy. It was up to Tama to make himself happy, to see life as worth living again.
"I can promise you this, though, I'll protect you. Nobody will ever hurt you, Tamaki. Not for as long as I'm here." Mirio said reassuringly, his long, fluffy tail wagging side to side to empathize his point. While he was under the golden-haired canine's watchful gaze, he wouldn't be harmed. Mirio would sacrifice himself as many times as possible to save those he cared about, he was much too prideful not to want to save them.
Turning his gaze back to the territory, Mirio waited patiently. Come soon, people. Come soon.
"The Gods have plans for us, Tamaki.." He muttered softly, midnight irises focusing on the terrain laid out before him.
When he had heard the shuffle of his hybrid friend's feet, the golden retriever glanced back with a kind, warm smile. He knew Tamaki wanted to go home, he knew something had happened to his friend that made him like this. He didn't deserve to suffer, he was much too kind to suffer. "We can't go back, Tamaki. I.. Wish we could return, together, but we can't." Mirio confessed, his smile faltering for just a moment before he leaned his head down, attempting to gently nuzzle his friend's cheek affectionately. He wanted to be the sense of calm that Amajiki so desperately seeked, but he couldn't just force his friend to be happy. It was up to Tama to make himself happy, to see life as worth living again.
"I can promise you this, though, I'll protect you. Nobody will ever hurt you, Tamaki. Not for as long as I'm here." Mirio said reassuringly, his long, fluffy tail wagging side to side to empathize his point. While he was under the golden-haired canine's watchful gaze, he wouldn't be harmed. Mirio would sacrifice himself as many times as possible to save those he cared about, he was much too prideful not to want to save them.
Turning his gaze back to the territory, Mirio waited patiently. Come soon, people. Come soon.
"The Gods have plans for us, Tamaki.." He muttered softly, midnight irises focusing on the terrain laid out before him.