04-19-2018, 03:54 AM
Aizawa isn't certain of his own powers just yet. His own powers may or may not have transferred over, but he isn't too intent on finding out yet. Right now, he's more focused on other things. Like following Izuku around like a lost puppy, which he kind of is at the moment. He's in a new world, in a new body, so it's not unwelcome to have a guide. At least it's someone familiar.
He looks up at said feline as he lands nearby, his eyes catching his wings. So he knew how to use them somewhat. That would definitely be helpful later on. Begrudgingly, he climbs up onto his paws, wishing he could just continue to lay there for a bit longer. But he's been convinced that he's in a lot more trouble than he actually is, so he's in a slight rush. Thanks, Izuku.
The lion follows after him as he leads the way to the stream. As they're walking, he thinks back on everything that had happened. He remembered most things, but things got blurry around the time he died. He knows that he died to villains, as Izuku and Todoki had, but anything else is still trapped in the back of his mind. The fact that, despite his status as a hero, he died to evil-doers got under his skin. Not only did he expect a lot of his students, but he also expected a lot from himself. He was supposed to be better than that.
He tries not to think about how he failed to save his students at least three times now. Instead, he puts a bit too much concentration in his steps, prompting himself to pick up the pace a bit. He's pleased when he doesn't faceplant into the snow. He lifts his gaze and realizes that they had reached the stream, the water gurgling as it ran over the rocks. He did find it a bit odd it wasn't frozen over, but was grateful either way, padding over and bending down to lap at the currents before he ruined it with the blood stuck in his fur.
"SPEECH"
He looks up at said feline as he lands nearby, his eyes catching his wings. So he knew how to use them somewhat. That would definitely be helpful later on. Begrudgingly, he climbs up onto his paws, wishing he could just continue to lay there for a bit longer. But he's been convinced that he's in a lot more trouble than he actually is, so he's in a slight rush. Thanks, Izuku.
The lion follows after him as he leads the way to the stream. As they're walking, he thinks back on everything that had happened. He remembered most things, but things got blurry around the time he died. He knows that he died to villains, as Izuku and Todoki had, but anything else is still trapped in the back of his mind. The fact that, despite his status as a hero, he died to evil-doers got under his skin. Not only did he expect a lot of his students, but he also expected a lot from himself. He was supposed to be better than that.
He tries not to think about how he failed to save his students at least three times now. Instead, he puts a bit too much concentration in his steps, prompting himself to pick up the pace a bit. He's pleased when he doesn't faceplant into the snow. He lifts his gaze and realizes that they had reached the stream, the water gurgling as it ran over the rocks. He did find it a bit odd it wasn't frozen over, but was grateful either way, padding over and bending down to lap at the currents before he ruined it with the blood stuck in his fur.
"SPEECH"