10-23-2018, 04:43 AM
It's not difficult to notice he is being shadowed, shadowed by the tiny and frail form of CC. He flinches a little, noticing the way they sped up, almost tripping into him. He would panic for a moment, not wishing for the child to touch pelts with him because he was usually burning hot. Bakugou would not want to deal with a crying child but he feels safer when CC offers the stranger a smile, unsure of its meaning but glad there are no tears drenching their face. His attention quickly shifts to the new scents that begin to arrive, their casual welcome committee. He looks at Victor, seeing the way the Striker found it difficult to look at the doberman's attire. He looks at the stranger again, realising the way the pants fitted him. He resists the temptation to comment, deciding that he doesn't particularly find it funny. The boy just looked...lousy. As much as he wants to continue judging the poor child, his thoughts snap back into focus when Dustin repeats his words. Reporting to duty. He realises his mistake when handling idiots and fools. He should have asked what exactly that 'duty' was and why he was reporting in the first place. He thought this whole act of pretend was getting tiring.
Dustin was too energetic for him. The way the pup repeated 'my dad' was tiresome. He wanted to turn around and walk back home, go sleep off his feelings of displeasure towards him but he couldn't. He found himself not moving, only listening to what his brain assumed to be keywords as it filtered the boy's language. Bakugou pays no mind to the doberman talking about his clothes and how cool he thought them to be, finally looking at Owen and almost cringing in anticipation of what idiocy might leave his mouth. To his surprise, Owen was actually rather compassionate in this situation. He assumed wrong of the indominous rex and was helpful. "Well if you want in, then you're in. You're a pirate of The Typhoon now," he says, about to add 'congrats' but deciding it was too cheesy. He feels that it will spark unwanted attention to him and doesn't want the child exploding in more excitement and hype. He leaves it at that, dipping his head in an awkward good bye before adding: "Barracuda Bay is in that direction."
Dustin was too energetic for him. The way the pup repeated 'my dad' was tiresome. He wanted to turn around and walk back home, go sleep off his feelings of displeasure towards him but he couldn't. He found himself not moving, only listening to what his brain assumed to be keywords as it filtered the boy's language. Bakugou pays no mind to the doberman talking about his clothes and how cool he thought them to be, finally looking at Owen and almost cringing in anticipation of what idiocy might leave his mouth. To his surprise, Owen was actually rather compassionate in this situation. He assumed wrong of the indominous rex and was helpful. "Well if you want in, then you're in. You're a pirate of The Typhoon now," he says, about to add 'congrats' but deciding it was too cheesy. He feels that it will spark unwanted attention to him and doesn't want the child exploding in more excitement and hype. He leaves it at that, dipping his head in an awkward good bye before adding: "Barracuda Bay is in that direction."