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[thornmage]

[Now here's a face no one's seen in a while. Heaven's only knows where he is, but it looks like a forest.

Which... only somewhat narrows the location down a little. What's he been doing?

Christ only knows.]

A question.

Regarding subgates, specifically.

What is the nature of the thing you must give up to open one? What would one rate its scale of necessary importance?

Must it be non-tangible? An ability or a memory?

Or may it be physical?

[He's got a few physical things he wouldn't mind tossing for the ability to have his heckin' house. Call him spoiled, but he's grown to really like living inside a house.]

I have a preference for what kind of loss it must be. I have no interest in losing anything I find necessary.

[Or sentimental]

Comments

[hot_handed]

Well I'm not going to pay you to fight me. But if you need a roof then just rent one out like everyfuckingbody else.

[thornmage]

I want my house.

[hot_handed]

It's not your real house, dumbass!!!

[thornmage]

It will do.

[hot_handed]

You'd settle for a lie? Even giving something up that you could actually use?

You might look strong, but you're weak.

[thornmage]

My reasoning is my own. Your opinion of them, and of me, are meaningless.

[hot_handed]

[But he wants to fight you!!!]

Tch. Whatever. Do what you want.

[thornmage]

I was going to regardless of this conversation.

[FIGHT WITH WORDS, LITTLE MAN.]

[hot_handed]

Fuck you.

[He's. So. ANGRY!!!]

[thornmage]

No thank you.

Are you finished?

[hot_handed]

DIE, BASTARD!

[And then he...turns off the video. Because he can't blow up his phone. It would be inconvenient.]

[thornmage]

[if that phone call had ended in an explosion

he might have almost actually laughed.

As it is, the last thing Bakugo might see on the screen before it goes black are those ember eyes, burning just a little brighter in considerable amusement.

No that was good, he likes you.]