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The student grit his teeth, wondering how he let himself get in this posistion. This..... would be quite annoying to get out of.

He looked up, seeing the person looking to tend to him. Somehow, the face looked quite familiar. It didn’t quite click with him at first. He nodded, slowly. “Sorry, ma’am, I’m just trying to figure out how bad it is.”

He watched as the other got out the medical supplies, recognising them all. He smiled a small bit to himself, glad that his studying wasn’t going to waste. He raises his eyebrow a moment when she began signing. He wondered if he should as well, or if it might be a bad idea considering he didn’t know how badly he was injured yet. He instead decided to overenunciate, to try and help just in case.

Before he could speak however, it hit him. The name, the stature, the hair. This was the same one, wasn’t it? He would laugh if he wasn’t scared of it hurting so much. “Miya? As in the Miya?” He looked further, and confirmed it. That was the same person. The very same one he had looked up to when he was younger. “Thank you. Both for what you’re doing right now, and for everything else. Just tell me if you need anything, as well. Also, if you need me to sign, just ask!”

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“Ah, ah, easy there, Mr. Satsuka,” Miya cooed as she walked in. “You’ve taken quite a bit of damage, you need to move slow and steady.”

She approached with a clip board in her arm, and some other supplies in the other. Looked like basic medicines and gauze, tucked neatly into a small container. She placed everything down on the bedside table. Then, she turned back to him, signing along with her words.

“I’m Miya, the nurse looking after your care. I’d imagine you’re in quite a bit of pain, yes? I have medicine and new bandages here for you. If I may.” A quick gesture to the supplies, and awaited his response. She didn’t know just how long he had been awake, thus, she didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable. Especially if he needed to get used to his new surroundings. “Or I can come back later, if you need some time to wake up.”

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He thought he could win. He really did.

It was nothing more than a flash to him. Stepping into the moonlight.

Seeing the injured child, and the villain standing over him.

Feeling himself filled with rage, and pulling out an iron pipe to fight the other with.

And then, the strings cut him to pieces. Or atleast, it felt like it. He was cut all over, by razer wire.

And the child smiled, as the villain gave them a hand to end the charade.

He wasn’t even able to react as a blade made by that wire ran him through, right below the right side of his collarbone, and he was slashed across the chest.

He fell to the ground, and everything went black.

Until, the white light brought him back, and he felt the throbbing pain getting through the numbness in his body. He tried sitting up, to barely any avail. It hurt like hell to move. He managed to lean against the head of the hospital bed he was laid on. Yeah. He was definitely in a hospital. Suprising. The boy thought he would have died back there.

Honestly, it might have been better than this. He just hoped he could convince everyone who asked that a villain jumped him, and that he didn’t try the opposite. This was a helluva pain. He just hoped he didn’t recognise anyone here.

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We aren’t quite Ready To Go yet but reblog this post if you’d be interested in interacting with a brand new BNHA OC who is part of a Catholic sect who believe that quirks are the result of possession or the manifestation of sin! : )

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🌞 - i really like your blog! 🌙 - you’re really cute!  ✨ - i love seeing you on my dash! ☄️ - we don’t talk, but i wish we did! ❄️ - you’re my best friend! 🌸 - you’re really sweet! 💫 - you’re super talented! ⭐️ - you have a nice aesthetic!  🌹 - i have a crush on you! 💐 - i wish i could take care of you when you’re sad! 💥 - you seem a little bit intimidating! 🔥 - you need to stop being so hard on yourself! 🍂 - i don’t like you very much! 🌈 - i think i really like you… 

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Nekumu nodded, a bit of excitement in his step as he led the other to the gym. As they reached the building, it actually didn’t look too worn-down. The windows were tinted, but still intact. He entered the glass doors, revealing a quite tidy arena, with armor and weapons streching across the walls. “I try to keep it decently kept up, considering how long ago it was shut down. This is my primary place to try some new things and do daily excercises when I’m stuck down in this part of town.” He realised the fact that he pretty much just stole this building may seem bad, but he hoped it would be mostly ignored. “So, up to your standards?”

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An old kendo gym… that would suffice. As long as the building wasn’t going to cave in on them. She would now have to inspect the place, having thought of that. She took in a breath and nodded. “That should work, however I would prefer to examine the building once there.”

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all sorts of echoes in these caverns

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“Why not?”

He didn’t even know why, yet. He just felt a very strong pull to have a fight with this woman. She must think him a madman. A kid, walking up to her, asking for a fight. Ah well, he was far too deep in now. He too, noticed it wasn’t an ideal place for a sword fight. He looked at the other for a moment, thinking. He remembered something.

“There’s an old kendo gym a few streets down. Nobody but me uses it anymore, since it was shut down. The equipment is still in decent shape though, and there’s plenty of room. Is that okay for you?”

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“A sword fight? Here?”

She decided to humor them. With a brow raised, she glanced off to the side and the surrounding areas. Not an ideal place for a sword fight…

“I’ll take you up on this offer… only if we find a gymnasium of sorts instead.”

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He...... had no idea what to think. He had no idea what she was even doing here. He...... didn’t think that Rune was in this jurisdisction. He quickly hid the blade in his hands, sheathing it into his backpack. Nekumu took a step back at first, startled by the words. He was just hoping the other wouldn’t catch on to the fact he was doing vigilante work.

He turned and spoke after the other did. “Yeah, what is it?”

As soon as he had turned, the smell hit him. The scent of rusted metal and drying blood. Panic began to rush through his brain. He should trust Rune, but the smell of blood naturally put him on guard. He simply had to. It had been etched into his mind. The fear of that smell. “W-What happened?”

@nekumu-the-kiwi liked: rogue Rune

“I need you to do something for me ”

Rune drew a long knife from it’s sheath on her lower back. She stayed mostly hidden in the dark, the smell of blood surrounded her. 

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Psst, hey, hey you, yes you

Everybody who reblogs this before may 25th 2019 will get a little cryptid design based on their blog, url, etc.

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Two years?! I’m in!

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I’m in a big rp/writing mood, so if ya want a starter feel free to like this post or reblog it! I’m also up for DMs if anyone wants!