[Action around Genessia city]

[thehandyman]

[It had been some time since the incident with Bakugou in the arcade, and Tomura had been laying low in the fallout. It made his blood boil that Bakugou got off scott free, but it didn't surprise him, unfortunately. In the meantime, however, he was busying himself making contacts in the criminal underworld, getting favors, and outfitting himself to be able to walk around freely without drawing attention to himself.]

[As such, he was walking the streets of the city, hoodie drawn up, hands in his pockets. His hair was covered in a dark brown wig, and a finger on each hand was covered in synthetic skin so that he could touch things without activating his quirk. Now it's time to see how effective the disguise was.]

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[hot_handed]

[Despite his and everyone's efforts, it seems Bakugou is destined to continue running into Shigaraki. This time quite literally, as he gets re-accustomed with Genessia City, until he bumps into Shigaraki.]

Bastard.

[thehandyman]

[The urge to grab Bakugou by the throat was strong, but he resisted, settling instead for purposely walking into Bakugou.]

Oh, sorry, didn't see you there.

[hot_handed]

[Upon impact, his hands immediately splay out to try and shove the guy away.]

How the hell could you not see me?! Don't bother if you're not going to pay attention.

[howamanlives]

[Masaru had responsibilities in Attleton now, but he'd spent most of his time in Genessia City so far, so he wasn't quite ready to leave it yet. He's just doing a quick patrol, like he's been doing the last few months, but his head is elsewhere.

So he's just walking along the streets, hands in his pockets, deep in thought... which causes him to brush past Shigaraki with his shoulder without even thinking. Once he takes two steps forward, he realizes, and turns around.]

Ah, sorry.

[thehandyman]

[Shigaraki hadn't even noticed Masaru walking, keeping an eye out for Eraserhead and Bakuou. So when he bumped into Masaru it actually was an innocent accident. His first instinct was to curse him out but managed to stay in character for the most part.]

Sorry, wasn't looking where I was going.

[howamanlives]

Eh, neither was I. It's fine.

[Being a fighter, Masaru is sensitive to the moods of others, so he does pick up on that initial annoyance... but he figures it's down to them bumping into each other.]

My name's Masaru. You?

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Aizawa happened to be in civilian clothes that time, pony tail up, doing his rounds of picking items up for the Haven, he didn't need to but he felt it was necessary. While he was at it, maybe pick up some items for himself. A new magazine was out about Cats.

Eventually he bumped shoulders with an individual, his plastic bag ripped, and there went the contents.]

Ah, my bad.

[He knell down and started picking them up.]

[thehandyman]

[He hadn't recognized Aizawa at first. The telltale goggles and scarf missing, but the scar under his eye was what caught Shigaraki's attention. Watching his Nomu pummel Eraserhead and permanently mark the hero was a fond memory of his.]

Ah, sorry guess I was off in my own world. Here, let me help.

[He didn't wait for Aizawa to respond, bending down and helping collect the things he'd dropped. It was a bit of a struggle to get around picking things up gingerly but he kept reminding himself to handle things like a quirkless would and hoped for the best.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Even though he didn't like the scar, it was a reminder he saved his student from that psycho's hand.

He didn't argue, just continued to pick up his belongings until he was able to secure them in the bag again.]

Please don't drag me there, one world transfer is enough.

[Was that suppose to be a joke? OR was he actually serious? It was hard to tell.]

Regardless, it happens, and thank you. You did not need to do that.

[He said as he picked up the remaining articles.]

[sadisticsinner]

[A day in the living in this hell hole, she wished she was rather dead. The place was so boring, she has to go out and find another job of her element, not enough criminals, it was just almost perfect. She wouldn't mind watching a random street fight, hell, even murder happening before her.

Then she was bumped into some hobo. If death could kill, Tomura would had died right then and there.]

Watch where you are walking you waste basket.

[Her tone dropped low, a fair warning. She judged him on spot. Cathy had higher authority here, so she thought.]

[thehandyman]

[Normally this would've resulted in Shigaraki grabbing with the intent to kill. That sort of reaction was not something he tolerated. Though he also reasoned that his temper was part of why All For One kept him out of crowds. Still, he couldn't just let it go.]

Huh. Not every day you see someone talking to themselves like that...

[memortalized]

[If Tomura thought he was going to have a peaceful and lonely walk, he's mistaken. Memo has blinked and found her head empty again. After looking around to reabsorb her surroundings, though clearly baffled, she turns swiftly to grab Tomura's wrist.]

Are you "Baldur?"

[thehandyman]

[The unexpected question makes Shigaraki pause, arching an eyebrow at the girl that grabbed him.]

...Never heard of him.

[priceofmagic]

[Crowds are Satou's worst nightmare. With her highly sensitive empathy, she just ends up bombarded by emotions that aren't hers. Certainly doesn't help that cities tend to be filled with emotional residue. The combination makes her really antsy, especially since she's so used to watching her back for assassins back home.

So she's already flighty and panicked when she accidentally bumps into Tomura.]

AH-- I-I'm so so sorry! Are you okay?

[thehandyman]

[The impact caught Shigaraki off guard, causing him to stumble backwards a bit. There was definitely a brief moment of annoyance as he struggles to keep from snapping at Satou.]

I'm fine. I wasn't paying attention either.

[brat_from_hell]

[It's the negative emotion coming from this man that catches Phibrizzo's attention more than any physical trait. Maybe he's just having a bad day? Either way, clearly the best thing to do is make his day worse.

He collides with the man, but it's all a distraction so that he can pick his pocket.]

Owww! You should watch where you're going, mister!

[thehandyman]

[Having used the trick quite a bit himself as a kid, he knew exactly what Phibrizo was doing. As such, his hand shot out and grabbed his wrist.]

And you should pick your marks a bit better, kid.

[fashionably_strong]

[Bulla's checking messages on her phone when she has a mild collision with the man. Or more accurately, her large purse does. It's secured around her neck and over her shoulder so it wouldn't be easy to grab and run, and her wallet is zipped up inside beneath some cosmetics.

What does topple out of her purse from the impact is a schedule for yoga classes at the Get Bent yoga studio and health center in Genessia, as well as a couple of receipts for fast food restaurants she's recently visited. The bills are...surprisingly high.]

Oh, sorry about that.

[thehandyman]

[Old habits die hard as Shigaraki's hand slips into the purse but quickly retreats after nothing of value was readily snatch-able.]

It's fine, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going either.

[sailor_v]

[Standing near the site of the collapsed arcade, Minako studies the site in careful thought. She's not really sure what happened outside of Bakugou's public apology, but the effects are clear enough. If this had happened at night, she might have seen this as Sailor Venus, but she works in the day time.]

[It's been quiet since then. She doesn't have much to go on but maybe that's for the best right now. If this is more than just a petty feud...]

[She hears the scuff of a shoe on the pavement and jerks her head around. It would be weird for her to be investigating a collapsed arcade, but she's got her cover story in mind already. So she beams brightly at the newcomer.]

Hey! Did you go to this arcade very often? Have you visited Axiom Games? And would you be interested in having a second arcade established here in Genessia City?

[She holds up her clipboard and her girly little ballpoint pen. Minako is fairly sure this place doesn't need a second location for video games, but she can still look like her usual ambitious self.]

[thehandyman]

[Shigaraki doesn't even slow his pace as he walks, just barely glancing at Minako as he walks.]

I barely got over to this side of town. I just know what everyone else knows about this place.

[Action]

[fadedscarlet]

[Very effective because Kii looked upon their new victim hungrily. Looked like a poor teenage sap that had lots of money.

The Demon trailed Tomura as quietly as they could, getting closer, ever so closer, until it was time to locate where on his body was his wallet, or anything valuable. Spotting it, Kii reached a quiet hand out, attempting the pick-pocketing

hoping they wouldn't get caught..!]

[Action]

[thehandyman]

I wouldn't do that if I were you. I know you've been following me for a few blocks now. I don't have anything of real value anyway.

[That and he kept his wallet in his hoodie pocket with a hand on it at all times.]

[sunny_pirate]

[It can be rather tough walking through crowds when you're almost literally ten feet tall and about as wide. Whoever designed these sidewalks clearly didn't plan for people Jinbei's size or larger, though he's relieved that nobody seems to be giving him weird looks - there's plenty of strange people in this world.]

Excuse me. Pardon me. My apologies.

[For a giant demon-looking fishman, he's quite polite.]

[thehandyman]

[Shigaraki had been contemplating trying to pick pocket something from him, but when he's knocked flat on his ass from the collision he's glad he didn't try anything.]

No, my apologies, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.

[As he picks himself up he slips his finger out of the synthetic skin sleeve just in case things get ugly because... demon-looking fishman and all.]