10-13-2018, 11:26 PM
Bakugou has never liked Sunhaven and for that reason, he will always stand against them. If they ever wanted to be on his good side, to please him after destroying his first impression of them, they would need to work for it. Politics, however, never sided with personal feelings. No, it was all about the big picture - the real benefits. Fortunately for The Typhoon and to Bakugou's dismay, the vote had come to a tie and they were faced with a trial alliance. Unlike some of the other pirates who rejoiced at the idea of having opportunities for new connections, the Reaver dreaded the idea of having to see their faces. He already disliked the Rosebloods enough, consistently unimpressed by their stuck-up attitudes and rouge-ish mannerisms. He feels comfortable enough with island's own strengths but, if he has to admit, they were significantly weakened now. It makes sense to allow alliances to occur between The Typhoon and Sunhaven because it benefited them while they were temporarily unable to raid and battle.
He saw the girl approaching from far away, trying to ignore her and waiting silently for someone else to approach the merchant fem. Bakugou would rather not deal with their current 'allies' but the longer he waited, concealed by the undergrowth vegetations of the forest, the more he realised no one was going to come until he did. He scrunches his nose, tempted to walk as slowly as possible toward the foreigner but also knowing that it would cause a lot of possible snark to be directed towards him. Bakugou merely sighs as he teleports in front of her, his cream features materialising in the instance that he allowed impulse to take over him. "What do you want?" the male asks with a hiss. To a stranger, he would appear rude but to any other Typhooner, they would be able to tell that he was trying so begrudgingly to be helpful. Usually his words would come attached to swearing or some nasty comment that could be summarised to Bakugou telling the other to either die or get the fuck out, but today he was trying to be at least reasonably cooperative with their 'allies'.
He saw the girl approaching from far away, trying to ignore her and waiting silently for someone else to approach the merchant fem. Bakugou would rather not deal with their current 'allies' but the longer he waited, concealed by the undergrowth vegetations of the forest, the more he realised no one was going to come until he did. He scrunches his nose, tempted to walk as slowly as possible toward the foreigner but also knowing that it would cause a lot of possible snark to be directed towards him. Bakugou merely sighs as he teleports in front of her, his cream features materialising in the instance that he allowed impulse to take over him. "What do you want?" the male asks with a hiss. To a stranger, he would appear rude but to any other Typhooner, they would be able to tell that he was trying so begrudgingly to be helpful. Usually his words would come attached to swearing or some nasty comment that could be summarised to Bakugou telling the other to either die or get the fuck out, but today he was trying to be at least reasonably cooperative with their 'allies'.