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genessia2018-10-30 12:09 pm
foriamhere) wrote in genessia2018-10-30 12:09 pm
001
Toshinori stepped out of the bay, shoes and socks dangling from one hand and his pantlegs wet up to his ankles. He coughed into his hand as he looked about. The place didn’t seem remarkable at all, other than the fact that he didn’t know how he’d gotten her or why he was in a pod that he’d first mistaken for the inside of an MRI machine... TMW you know you’ve had too many medical procedures… There was a stand with information ahead of him. He approached and jumped a bit as a hologram suddenly appeared, spitting blood in response. Ugh, that didn’t take long… He wiped his mouth with the back of his free hand listening to the presented information before leaning against the stand to pull his footwear back on.
“Kidnapped, huh?” he asked to the empty air. Well, that was a hell of a note but it wasn’t as though he could do much in his current state to stop something like that—though it didn’t seem as though this was accomplished by chloroform in a rag and a windowless van. Toshinori crossed his arms and browsed the fliers on the stand, looking for anything that would expand on the ‘how’ or ‘why’ of this situation. Not seeing anything of merit he instead pulls out the phone that was with him when he woke and searched for the Schnee Company site as the hologram had suggested. A few minutes of browsing at least gave him more information if nothing else.
Backing up again he perused the device, noting the posting features, though he didn’t really feel the need to do so at the moment. Over to contacts, not that he expected to recognize anyone but—“Aizawa? Seriously?” He considered for a moment and then shot off a (lame) experimental text. He wasn’t sure whether he did or didn’t want it to actually be his fellow teacher. If they were here, what did that mean back in their world? All Might was all but useless now, but Eraserhead wasn’t. Toshinori went back to the contact list and continued to scroll down through it, not recognizing any other names until--Young Midoriya too. And also Young Monoma. He kept going until he saw—he cursed under his breath.
Tomura Shiguraki. He stared at the name, frowning deeply, already feeling his mind pulled in two different directions. Gran Torino was right, Toshinori couldn’t see him as a villain anymore. If things had been different and Nana had not given her son up then Shiguraki likely would have been like a nephew or even a son to him. “Damn you, All-For-One…” He closed the window out and pocketed the phone, the discovery of the League’s presence killing his desire to scan the names any further. For now he would locate the temporary housing the pamphlets mentioned and simply explore his surroundings while he waited to see if Aizawa would contact him back.
[Action//Here, There, Everywhere~]
[Have a seven foot man in a dark suit… who may look more like a skeleton in a wig than a man to be honest--just sort of wandering around taking in the sites, occasionally coughing into his hand and for the most part trying not to draw attention to himself. Alas, that’s kind of difficult to do when you’re this talland there don’t seem to be too many other stupid tall people around here to detract attention, ugh.]
[And despite his best efforts, he still bumps into you and offers an awkward overly-toothy smile and an apologetic raised hand.]
Ah, sorry about that.
[Text to Aizawa]
Aizawa, it’s All Might.
[Lame text is lame but straight forward. Rational boy will probably like it.]
[Text to Midoriya]
I AM HERE! And wondering if this is really you, kid.
[ooc; Official canon point, end of chapter 131! Action or prose is fine, some other prompt other than him bumping into your pup is cool too, I'm easy XDand I hope I don't suck]
“Kidnapped, huh?” he asked to the empty air. Well, that was a hell of a note but it wasn’t as though he could do much in his current state to stop something like that—though it didn’t seem as though this was accomplished by chloroform in a rag and a windowless van. Toshinori crossed his arms and browsed the fliers on the stand, looking for anything that would expand on the ‘how’ or ‘why’ of this situation. Not seeing anything of merit he instead pulls out the phone that was with him when he woke and searched for the Schnee Company site as the hologram had suggested. A few minutes of browsing at least gave him more information if nothing else.
Backing up again he perused the device, noting the posting features, though he didn’t really feel the need to do so at the moment. Over to contacts, not that he expected to recognize anyone but—“Aizawa? Seriously?” He considered for a moment and then shot off a (lame) experimental text. He wasn’t sure whether he did or didn’t want it to actually be his fellow teacher. If they were here, what did that mean back in their world? All Might was all but useless now, but Eraserhead wasn’t. Toshinori went back to the contact list and continued to scroll down through it, not recognizing any other names until--Young Midoriya too. And also Young Monoma. He kept going until he saw—he cursed under his breath.
Tomura Shiguraki. He stared at the name, frowning deeply, already feeling his mind pulled in two different directions. Gran Torino was right, Toshinori couldn’t see him as a villain anymore. If things had been different and Nana had not given her son up then Shiguraki likely would have been like a nephew or even a son to him. “Damn you, All-For-One…” He closed the window out and pocketed the phone, the discovery of the League’s presence killing his desire to scan the names any further. For now he would locate the temporary housing the pamphlets mentioned and simply explore his surroundings while he waited to see if Aizawa would contact him back.
[Action//Here, There, Everywhere~]
[Have a seven foot man in a dark suit… who may look more like a skeleton in a wig than a man to be honest--just sort of wandering around taking in the sites, occasionally coughing into his hand and for the most part trying not to draw attention to himself. Alas, that’s kind of difficult to do when you’re this tall
[And despite his best efforts, he still bumps into you and offers an awkward overly-toothy smile and an apologetic raised hand.]
Ah, sorry about that.
[Text to Aizawa]
Aizawa, it’s All Might.
[Lame text is lame but straight forward. Rational boy will probably like it.]
[Text to Midoriya]
I AM HERE! And wondering if this is really you, kid.
[ooc; Official canon point, end of chapter 131! Action or prose is fine, some other prompt other than him bumping into your pup is cool too, I'm easy XD
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