04-26-2018, 08:18 AM
Aizawa had never really depended on anyone, but he was never very reliant on himself, either. He was independent, only because he had never felt that anyone ever had his back. Being on his own was a safer bet. Now that he was in a foreign world, though, a few connections would probably be for the best. He didn't like the idea very much, still used to being a lone wolf, but he didn't have many options. It was either stick with other people or put his neck on the line by going out on his own.
He grunted as someone ran into him, both from the impact and annoyance. He half-heartedly glares at the feline, not expecting to see Izuku. He didn't want his former student to see him like this, hungry and desperate for a warm place to sleep, his eyes a lot more tired-looking than they usually were. It would probably be odd for him to see someone he had usually looked up to like this. Aizawa scowls and watches him circle around, ticked off because he actually had an inch of pride underneath his disinterest in appearances.
"Watch where you're going," he rumbles, standing up from the hole he had made in the snow, shaking off what remained on his back. He just shrugs at his comment. "It's as warm as it's gonna get. You're lucky with that thick coat of your's," his scarf provides a bit of heat, but not enough to last him in such a cold climate.
Now that his nap was interrupted, the lion began to stalk off, planning on finding a better, out of the way place.
"SPEECH"
He grunted as someone ran into him, both from the impact and annoyance. He half-heartedly glares at the feline, not expecting to see Izuku. He didn't want his former student to see him like this, hungry and desperate for a warm place to sleep, his eyes a lot more tired-looking than they usually were. It would probably be odd for him to see someone he had usually looked up to like this. Aizawa scowls and watches him circle around, ticked off because he actually had an inch of pride underneath his disinterest in appearances.
"Watch where you're going," he rumbles, standing up from the hole he had made in the snow, shaking off what remained on his back. He just shrugs at his comment. "It's as warm as it's gonna get. You're lucky with that thick coat of your's," his scarf provides a bit of heat, but not enough to last him in such a cold climate.
Now that his nap was interrupted, the lion began to stalk off, planning on finding a better, out of the way place.
"SPEECH"