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Nova City

[[One of the higher ups at the hospital had noticed Bakugou's lack of bedside manner and compassion, but also his determination to be a hero. Someone corrupt had been stealing expensive, controlled substances, and Bakugou was new enough to not be easily recognized while there long enough to have an idea of what was where. After purchasing and using a bottle of Frantic Atlantic! Blue hair dye, Bakugou was no longer the explosive teenager with anger issues and an ego to match, but... someone else. He hadn't figured that out yet, and his supervisors were useless at it.

Whatever person he was going to adopt, he had to find a temporary place to stay until this shit was over. Still wearing his trademark scowl, he slumps as he scouts Nova City for a decent hotel, wondering how he'd pull this off. It would be so much easier if he could just blow up the culprit while they snuck in the-]

Bastard. Watch it. [He growls out, colliding with someone's shoulder. This is going to be tough.]

Hospital

[At least he figured the basics of his story out. With an unenthused look, he dully introduces himself. Medsurg unit. Why the fuck had he been assigned here?!]

My name is Chili Brief. I look forward to working with you. Let's do our fu-- our best.

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Sorry!

[Orihime calls the apology over her shoulder and just...keeps on running! RUDE. But there she goes, long chestnut hair slapping her back and skirts flipping around her knees as she turns the corner and darts into a neon-lit alleyway between the silvery streets.]

[Then to make Bakugou's life more difficult, two more people plow into his shoulder, and they hit a lot harder than Orihime did. They're big, hulking, and very purple.]

[And they don't even say they're sorry!]

Fire...

[He shuts his mouth, then remembers that anyone living in Nova City likely doesn't know what's occurring at Genessia Hospital. Before he can shout after her, he's bumped into again, and he snarls at his purple attackers, bringing up a blazing hand to fire at their backs.]

Fucking WALK ON THE CORRECT SIDE!!!

[Tiny white bumps flare up on their skin, where their shirts were burned clean off. They turn simultaneously, thin lips curled back to reveal their rows of small white pointed teeth.]

Human I'll pull your arms right out of your moonblasted sockets--

[One is twisting his gauntlet where a small panel with a tiny red dot at the end pops up, and he aims at Katsuki's face. The other is reaching for a blaster.]

You want to try it, Baby Teeth?

[Without hesitation, he grabs the arm of his gauntlet attacker to try and swing his hulking body over his shoulder to crash into the other weird purple stalker.]

You shouldn't stalk people. You stand out too much.

YEAH I DO!

[The red dot starts to glow...for despite his threats to rip out arms he'd still rather rely on a laser beam...but when Katsuki goes for the throw, his beady eyes pop out of his skull very literally on stalks.]

Ghk!

[The other guy is forced to drop his blaster to catch his partner.]

Get it together, Greg, we don't have time to mess around with brats! Except that other brat!

Y-yeah...

[Greg, shaken, points a sausage-like finger at Bakugou.]

Stay right there and we'll see who's the stalker!

[That ki felt familiar even before the collision. Bulla's ability to sense ki isn't as refined as her brother's, but she can sense enough to know that someone she's met before is nearby. It's when she bumps into him and hears the growl of his voice that she looks up from the flyer she was looking at, advertising sales in one of the Nova City shopping centers.]

Sorry Katsuki! I was distracted.

[Then her eyes fall on that blue hair and she has so many questions.]

So...what brings you to Nova City, and what's with the dye job?

[Oh, it's Blue Hair. He only restrains himself because he should probably not act like himself.

Well, that was short lived. So much for his efforts. Scoffing, he immediately slouches, looking off to the side.]

I told them it was a stupid plan.

[She moves a little closer and speaks quietly. If he's supposed to be in disguise, she doesn't want to ruin it for him more than she already has by saying his name.]

Plan? What's going on? Maybe I can help.

[She's wondering what sort of plan would involve him dying his hair blue in the first place, but it's already happened.]

[His scowl deepens. He's got it handled; he doesn't want anyone's help. The whole thing is just stupid.]

Some stupid shit's stealing from the hospital, so they're going to have me find out who it is. Stupid.

[She's still trying to figure out where dyed blue hair and being in Nova City factors into it when he works at the Genessia hospital, but she might as well just ask as many questions as he's willing to answer. He's unlikely to ask for help without the situation being truly dire, so she'll have to try to determine based on his answers what he might need help with.]

Oh...do they think the thief is selling whatever they steal in Nova City?

[She supposes it would make sense if medical equipment is being sold for spare parts or something like that.]

Is the dye job part of a disguise?

[He is yelling a lot less than she's accustomed to, after all.]

[Kirika was distracted as well from the city itself. No matter how many times she would visit, it still amazed her. Then she collided with someone's shoulder that took her a couple steps back. The girl was fragile after all.]

Sorry, excu--

[It was when she saw the young teen she went dead silent, her breath taken away. The first thing she saw was the dyed hair. Already she was reliving a past memory. A cheerful familiar voice echoed in her mind.

'Kirika! Assassins gotta stick together, right?'

That cheeky grin.... was suddenly replaced by the grump when her mind slowly returned to reality. Kirika was about to say more, but stopped herself. She went in silent and stared at Bakugou.]

[Bakugou's about to scream a retort, but he pauses recognizing Kirika as the weird small nosy girl from before.

And then she just stands there like a deer in fucking headlights.]

You spacing out? [He rolls his eyes and reaches out, attempting to place his palm flat on her head and move her out of his path.]

[His response didn't register yet, but his attempt to touch her did. When Bakugou's hand was close enough, Kirika would swiftly grab him by the wrist and pulled him forward as she stepped to the side. The result would end with one Bakugou's front body laid on the pavement with Kirika behind him with a sharp object touching the back of his neck, which would end up being a pen.

This is why you don't try to surprise an assassin.]

[Oh, he felt that bump, and was ready to shrug it off until the kid spoke.]

Right back at ya too.

[Wait. He does a double take.]

The hell happened to your hair? [Not like he cared, just curious.]

[Perhaps it is fortunate for Bakugou that Uai has a strict "don't touch me" policy, because he's able to vaguely step around the boy and avoid contact. After all, physically touching Uai is like a lottery for pain and overall not worth the experience.

He wouldn't recognize the kid without the hair dye, and has only heard stories through the network of his behavior. But that delightful opening line cues him in... aaaand given that Uai has a damaged soul right now--- and emotional instability to go with it-- that rudeness isn't ignored.]

Bastard? That's a weird way to say "I'm sorry."

[Bakugou sneers at the snarky asshole. He has no idea who he is, but he has even less patience right now. The last thing he needs is to get into a fight.

Which is exactly what he's looking for.]

I'm sorry I had to hear you talk, Reverse Skunk Stripe.

[With Bakugou working at the hospital now, Satou is forced to face her childish reluctance. She's never been able to rely on hospitals to help her back home and gladly continued that pattern in Genessia... but if it's to swing by and see her friend, maybe she can admit to her longterm injuries. Just to get them checked out. This change is good for Bakugou and she's so glad to see him trying something new, too!

... Until she... ye know. Finds herself in a waiting room and catching a glimpse of a blue haired version of him.]

... I really am sick. [She pats her cheeks,] Uugh, I'm having weird hallucinations.

[He's shocked. Satou is actually seeking medical attention?! The world must be ending. Forgetting his role for a moment, Bakugou stares until someone thwacks him in the shoulder with a clipboard.]

Fu--!

[He bites his lip, hard, snatching it out of his lazy coworker's hands and stands in front of Satou, trying to keep his face dull.]

Fill this out and return it to us when you're done.

[Meanwhile, Satou is still dumbfounded by the blue hair. Too much so for her to resist or act up out of pride. She just takes the clipboard and stares.]

Uh... Wha--- Yes, uh-huh. Um. [She looks down at the paper.] I use my Genessia name, right?

You can put down that you're the fucking Pasta Lord for all I care. Just fill it out.

[He winces. Damn, this is hard.]

[Oh dear. Is he that angry at her for being here..? Maybe she should avoid the doctors after all?

For now, she begins filling out the form with surprising speed. Even with something like the medical form, Satou is practicing her magic: She's moving the pen with her magic and not her hand, and filling out the form with typewriter accuracy.]

There. Is this okay? Mr, um... [Tilting her head to see his name tag.] ... Brief?

[SCOWLS. Fucking shit he hates this fake name. He shifts uncomfortably in his stupid blue nurse shoes and suddenly reaches for her wrist to try and pull her with him.]

Need to take your blood. [Not really. He's just looking for a private place to talk to her.]

Edited 2018-08-07 13:00 (UTC)

Ooh, really? Can you tell me what my blood type is?

[Having total faith in his abilities, Satou stands up when grabbed and follows along. She's still wondering what sparked the hair change, sure, and she wonders if he hates her suddenly, but who is she to get in the way of his job?]

[He drags her into the phlebotomy lab, shutting the door behind him. Finally he seems to relax, at least the Bakugou equivalent of relaxing.]

Stupid, how do you not know your blood type by now?!

*Meanwhile, here is Faye, trying to make her way home with a bag of groceries. Until someone bumps into her and she drops the bag, beers and chocolate tumbling out*

Oi! Watch it yourself, punk!

[Wow, what a healthy diet. Bakugou glares at her. Oh great, it's Aizawa's old girlfriend.]

You watch yourself, Old Lady!

You're the one that told me to watch in the first place. Got nothing else?

*Clearly he's not going to help her pick up her items, so she hastily does that herself. When she stands, she realises who she is dealing with*

Oh. It's you. Didn't recognise you with that cute new hair do.

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