04-24-2018, 07:09 PM
Izuku likes to think he's been a cat long enough to know his limits. A few months gave him enough time to figure out everything he could or couldn't do, and most of it was just because of Izuku's lack of hands. He'd figured out work-around for a lot of them, though. Like -- he couldn't write, anymore, he didn't have fingers, but he could dip his paw into ink and then write like that. It made the letters big and blocky, and he smeared the ink a lot, but it was a suitable stand-in, at least. There were other things too, of course, but he couldn't think of them at the top of his head.
There was -- something, that Izuku wasn't sure of yet. That happened to be his quirk -- it hadn't worked properly in passing, but he didn't have the guts to properly test it out, considering the risk to his own wellbeing. He'd break his bones if he wasn't careful, and Izuku didn't exactly have a safety net to fall back on here. (he hadn't broken his bones so far, not even in fights, and Izuku wasn't keen on breaking that streak, at least not now.)
This leads to where Izuku is now -- which is literally nowhere. He's in one of the less populated areas of the territory, more because he didn't really want anyone nearby while he tested and trained than out of fear of hurting anyone He only hurt people by accident when he was using the higher percentages, and that was absolutely not the plan. What the plan was, was to try and wield One for All, his quirk(not power, thanks. He'd call conjuration or whatever a power any day, but not this one), and see if it worked, as it hadn't been for ages. There was still the electricity, which really shouldn't be there and definitely hadn't been a part of the quirk originally, but it was definitely better than nothing, and had probably saved his hide a few times. Still, that was step one. Step two --
Izuku breathes. Activating his quirk is harder than it used to be, even before it'd malfunctioned a month or so ago, and he squeezes his eyes shut as he focuses. And then -- nothing. A little crackle of electricity on his front paw, but that was all. A flash of annoyance, and Izuku tries again, metaphorically reaching out for just something. Anything. He'd worked too hard to control it for this entire power to just be gone, what the hell. For that matter, his quirk was the only reason he'd even survived so long in the first place. It'd allowed him to make up what he'd lacked in skill or grace or anything in just -- power and speed.
But there's nothing. All there is in its place is the the gradually swelling crackle of electricity. He feels hollow. He can feel little sparks of pain as it catches in his fur, causing it to stand on end, and he can't even have this, can he. He'd been turned into a cat, dragged away from at least two different homes, and he'd even had his quirk intact up until recently. What'd changed, between his old group and here? He can't think of anything, absolutely nothing at all, and he just feels so vulnerable all of a sudden. Everything was just being -- taken from him. If not all at once, then piece by piece like this -- he'd noticed the malfunction a long time ago, of course, he hadn't thought the hollowness meant it was gone. What did he even have to remind himself of home, aside from Aizawa's presence alone? No, seriously, what was there? He had his journals, and his native language, and maybe a few home-made trinkets, but other than that, not even a picture. Not even his quirk, which, even after only having it for a year or so, had become such an ingrained part of him that the loss of it, even if he'd thought it'd be more temporary then, had shaken him. His paws are shaking right now as it is. He's not -- he's not completely dependent on it, his quirk, except for that he definitely is, when it comes to fights. He'd never had the grace or the skill or the fighting spirit to put up a good fight, had definitely nearly died a few times before he closed the gap using Full Cowl(just an alternate use of his quirk), but he just -- you can't really blame him. He's just one little clumsy cat, with minimal fighting training, definitely only a few months of experience on four paws, and he didn't want to die, not like that.
Izuku takes a few deep breaths to calm his hysteria. No, no, this is salvageable. He just -- had to figure out how to better weaponize his electricity(it was better for literal shock value as it was), and also put more focus on battle training. He'd been focusing on his medicine research, if only because of his dislike of this style of fighting, and also, he was so close to finishing his last few books. But, well, he knew way more than he needed to as a regular padfoot, especially since they already had a medic, Jacob, right?? He takes in another few shaky breaths, still shaking just the slightest, and does his best to ignore the insistently crackling electricity around his paws. Electricity wasn't even his thing -- it was intellect, and honestly, defensive brute force. He didn't get it. He didn't get any of this. He doesn't get why he died, or why he's a cat, or why everyone in the distant wilds had been so territorial and willing to fight, or even why Todoroki had dragged him off, only for them to get separated. He doesn't get it, he doesn't even know why he's here or what he'd done to deserve all of this. Okay, okay, whatever. Why's he being so dramatic about this, what the hell -- (his attempts at calling himself out don't help him. at all. To be completely fair, it was more about the side affects than the loss itself.)
//tl;dr my boy was in denial abt his quirk/not-power(which is basically a super speed super strength thing) not working and gets a wake-up call. he immediately has a Crisis. rip.
this is a hell post and i hate it. asfsgdsf its bad and also i meant to do something lighthearted??? what happened here
There was -- something, that Izuku wasn't sure of yet. That happened to be his quirk -- it hadn't worked properly in passing, but he didn't have the guts to properly test it out, considering the risk to his own wellbeing. He'd break his bones if he wasn't careful, and Izuku didn't exactly have a safety net to fall back on here. (he hadn't broken his bones so far, not even in fights, and Izuku wasn't keen on breaking that streak, at least not now.)
This leads to where Izuku is now -- which is literally nowhere. He's in one of the less populated areas of the territory, more because he didn't really want anyone nearby while he tested and trained than out of fear of hurting anyone He only hurt people by accident when he was using the higher percentages, and that was absolutely not the plan. What the plan was, was to try and wield One for All, his quirk(not power, thanks. He'd call conjuration or whatever a power any day, but not this one), and see if it worked, as it hadn't been for ages. There was still the electricity, which really shouldn't be there and definitely hadn't been a part of the quirk originally, but it was definitely better than nothing, and had probably saved his hide a few times. Still, that was step one. Step two --
Izuku breathes. Activating his quirk is harder than it used to be, even before it'd malfunctioned a month or so ago, and he squeezes his eyes shut as he focuses. And then -- nothing. A little crackle of electricity on his front paw, but that was all. A flash of annoyance, and Izuku tries again, metaphorically reaching out for just something. Anything. He'd worked too hard to control it for this entire power to just be gone, what the hell. For that matter, his quirk was the only reason he'd even survived so long in the first place. It'd allowed him to make up what he'd lacked in skill or grace or anything in just -- power and speed.
But there's nothing. All there is in its place is the the gradually swelling crackle of electricity. He feels hollow. He can feel little sparks of pain as it catches in his fur, causing it to stand on end, and he can't even have this, can he. He'd been turned into a cat, dragged away from at least two different homes, and he'd even had his quirk intact up until recently. What'd changed, between his old group and here? He can't think of anything, absolutely nothing at all, and he just feels so vulnerable all of a sudden. Everything was just being -- taken from him. If not all at once, then piece by piece like this -- he'd noticed the malfunction a long time ago, of course, he hadn't thought the hollowness meant it was gone. What did he even have to remind himself of home, aside from Aizawa's presence alone? No, seriously, what was there? He had his journals, and his native language, and maybe a few home-made trinkets, but other than that, not even a picture. Not even his quirk, which, even after only having it for a year or so, had become such an ingrained part of him that the loss of it, even if he'd thought it'd be more temporary then, had shaken him. His paws are shaking right now as it is. He's not -- he's not completely dependent on it, his quirk, except for that he definitely is, when it comes to fights. He'd never had the grace or the skill or the fighting spirit to put up a good fight, had definitely nearly died a few times before he closed the gap using Full Cowl(just an alternate use of his quirk), but he just -- you can't really blame him. He's just one little clumsy cat, with minimal fighting training, definitely only a few months of experience on four paws, and he didn't want to die, not like that.
Izuku takes a few deep breaths to calm his hysteria. No, no, this is salvageable. He just -- had to figure out how to better weaponize his electricity(it was better for literal shock value as it was), and also put more focus on battle training. He'd been focusing on his medicine research, if only because of his dislike of this style of fighting, and also, he was so close to finishing his last few books. But, well, he knew way more than he needed to as a regular padfoot, especially since they already had a medic, Jacob, right?? He takes in another few shaky breaths, still shaking just the slightest, and does his best to ignore the insistently crackling electricity around his paws. Electricity wasn't even his thing -- it was intellect, and honestly, defensive brute force. He didn't get it. He didn't get any of this. He doesn't get why he died, or why he's a cat, or why everyone in the distant wilds had been so territorial and willing to fight, or even why Todoroki had dragged him off, only for them to get separated. He doesn't get it, he doesn't even know why he's here or what he'd done to deserve all of this. Okay, okay, whatever. Why's he being so dramatic about this, what the hell -- (his attempts at calling himself out don't help him. at all. To be completely fair, it was more about the side affects than the loss itself.)
//tl;dr my boy was in denial abt his quirk/not-power(which is basically a super speed super strength thing) not working and gets a wake-up call. he immediately has a Crisis. rip.
this is a hell post and i hate it. asfsgdsf its bad and also i meant to do something lighthearted??? what happened here
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