04-18-2018, 11:42 PM
Izuku would say it twice, he would say it a million times, but he was really exaggerating the danger of the situation. The chances of running into someone truly dangerous, like someone with way too many powers, was very low. At most it might just be another tiger of something. Malfunctioning quirk or no, Vega had taught him a few tips and tricks to fighting someone so much larger. Still, it would result in a few bloody wounds and Izuku just wasn't ready to deal with that.
"Oh, good!" Izuku finds himself chirping as Aizawa finds his way up to the top of the hill. The little feline beams, thick tail waving behind him, and has a moment to feel concerned about the blood streak his teacher had made on the hill. Izuku doesn't think Aizawa is really hurt, but it's disconcerting to see and smell anyways. No, really, his head is still spinning, and he's still having to suppress all of those nasty death memories.
And while Aizawa pauses to take in the view, Izuku has already starting making his way down the hill. And by 'making his way down', he means that he's fallen prey to the allure of trying out his wings once again, finds a rock, and leaps off of it. Izuku hasn't really done anything with his wings due to the risk, but it's not like he could really hurt himself on a hill. It wasn't that steep. And, luckily for Izuku, he doesn't just plummet like a rock. He is pretty much falling, but it's also a very weak sort of gliding, and that's good enough for Izuku. Until he loses his balance and falls face-first into the snow with a squeal. He does kind of roll the last while down the hill, and finds himself covered in snow just from those few seconds.
Quickly, Izuku pulls himself to his paws and shakes out his fur, and his wings, to an extent. They ... aren't very flexible yet. Despite his exercises. When he half-folds them back in(there's still too much snow for him to fully fold them), he finds Aizawa lying in a pile of snow, evidently having been waiting for him. And ... a streak of flattened, slightly bloody snow, going down the hill. Had ... Had Aizawa ... rolled down the hill? Izuku can't help but giggle slightly. That was probably a deliberate choice, and that's the greatest thing Izuku's seen. He's not even sure what he expected.
"W-Well, let's go," Izuku prompts with a motion of his wing, deliberately not mentioning either of their tumbles down the hill. It would have been more fun if Izuku had willingly done it, and if it weren't for his wings, honestly. And with this, Izuku spins on his paw and takes a step or two, waiting for Aizawa to take the time to right himself before continuing.
"Oh, good!" Izuku finds himself chirping as Aizawa finds his way up to the top of the hill. The little feline beams, thick tail waving behind him, and has a moment to feel concerned about the blood streak his teacher had made on the hill. Izuku doesn't think Aizawa is really hurt, but it's disconcerting to see and smell anyways. No, really, his head is still spinning, and he's still having to suppress all of those nasty death memories.
And while Aizawa pauses to take in the view, Izuku has already starting making his way down the hill. And by 'making his way down', he means that he's fallen prey to the allure of trying out his wings once again, finds a rock, and leaps off of it. Izuku hasn't really done anything with his wings due to the risk, but it's not like he could really hurt himself on a hill. It wasn't that steep. And, luckily for Izuku, he doesn't just plummet like a rock. He is pretty much falling, but it's also a very weak sort of gliding, and that's good enough for Izuku. Until he loses his balance and falls face-first into the snow with a squeal. He does kind of roll the last while down the hill, and finds himself covered in snow just from those few seconds.
Quickly, Izuku pulls himself to his paws and shakes out his fur, and his wings, to an extent. They ... aren't very flexible yet. Despite his exercises. When he half-folds them back in(there's still too much snow for him to fully fold them), he finds Aizawa lying in a pile of snow, evidently having been waiting for him. And ... a streak of flattened, slightly bloody snow, going down the hill. Had ... Had Aizawa ... rolled down the hill? Izuku can't help but giggle slightly. That was probably a deliberate choice, and that's the greatest thing Izuku's seen. He's not even sure what he expected.
"W-Well, let's go," Izuku prompts with a motion of his wing, deliberately not mentioning either of their tumbles down the hill. It would have been more fun if Izuku had willingly done it, and if it weren't for his wings, honestly. And with this, Izuku spins on his paw and takes a step or two, waiting for Aizawa to take the time to right himself before continuing.
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