05-06-2018, 08:04 PM
Aizawa had been so focused on other things that he hadn't thought about the possibility of other familiar people popping up.
Running into Izuku had been surprising enough, and he had been lucky to find him so quickly, too. Otherwise he would have been stuck out on his own, navigating and learning things on his own. It wouldn't have good well at all, if he would have to guess. He was a lot bigger and physically stronger than the maine coon, sure, but that didn't mean he knew how to use it well. When he first woke up, he could barely walk without falling on his face. So he probably would have been just as helpless.
Anyways, he didn't think that any other students or teachers would appear. If they were going to, they probably would have already. Maybe they had, and they just hadn't met up yet. The thought was one he'd rather not think about. They had enough things to worry about right now.
But, despite his hopes, they weren't going to be the only ones to come back from dying--and out of all the people that it had to be, it was Ochaco. He didn't dislike her, but he didn't like her, either. It was more of a neutral thing. There was no use in playing favoritism. Or at least, there hadn't been when he was a teacher at U.A. Now, he wasn't quite sure. Either way, as a student, he hadn't thought much about her. She had been a hard-worker, which is something anyone could appreciate. But honestly? He didn't have much of an opinion.
Now he stands before the female, unsure who she is. But he definitely feels a vague feeling of familiarity as he looks her over. He hopes that this isn't someone he knew. "Who are you, and how do you know my name?" he demands a bit coldly, mostly because he was caught off guard. God, this better not be what I think this is.
"SPEECH"
Running into Izuku had been surprising enough, and he had been lucky to find him so quickly, too. Otherwise he would have been stuck out on his own, navigating and learning things on his own. It wouldn't have good well at all, if he would have to guess. He was a lot bigger and physically stronger than the maine coon, sure, but that didn't mean he knew how to use it well. When he first woke up, he could barely walk without falling on his face. So he probably would have been just as helpless.
Anyways, he didn't think that any other students or teachers would appear. If they were going to, they probably would have already. Maybe they had, and they just hadn't met up yet. The thought was one he'd rather not think about. They had enough things to worry about right now.
But, despite his hopes, they weren't going to be the only ones to come back from dying--and out of all the people that it had to be, it was Ochaco. He didn't dislike her, but he didn't like her, either. It was more of a neutral thing. There was no use in playing favoritism. Or at least, there hadn't been when he was a teacher at U.A. Now, he wasn't quite sure. Either way, as a student, he hadn't thought much about her. She had been a hard-worker, which is something anyone could appreciate. But honestly? He didn't have much of an opinion.
Now he stands before the female, unsure who she is. But he definitely feels a vague feeling of familiarity as he looks her over. He hopes that this isn't someone he knew. "Who are you, and how do you know my name?" he demands a bit coldly, mostly because he was caught off guard. God, this better not be what I think this is.
"SPEECH"