Oh shit here he is.

[vociferates]

[I] [VIDEO]

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HELLOOOOOOOOOO NEW LISTENERS Arriving on the scene is your new hero and radio host PRESENT MIC!! If you have any questions don't hesitate to send them my way! I'm still getting my bearings but you can bet I've got some questions of my own!

Oh, HEY. SHOOOOUTA! Give me a call would you? [he makes an exaggeration motion with his hand, thumb and pinkie extended to represent a phone as he lifts his hand up to his ear.] I see your name, so don't tell me you're not seeing this, man!!

You too, All Might! We've got to all STICK TOGETHER yeah?

[II] [ACTION] Fayren

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[After his video presentation and the conversations he's had, Hizashi has made his way over to Fayren in search of Fairy Haven. Still done up in his hero costume, he stands out like a sore thumb, strange cockatoo updo hair, leather outfit and strange device around his neck and all. His hands are currently shoved in his pockets and his expression is mostly hidden behind his glasses, but a slight frown IS settled on his features. It's a lot to take in and this place is well... awfully low tech isn't it?

Also way too woodsy for him. Dislike, firmly. That train of thought gets a shudder out of him briefly.]

Oi, wanna give a guy some directions? [he asks the first stranger he sees, hands popping out of his pockets to shoot some exaggerated finger-guns their way.]

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[vociferates]

COME ON, COME ON, COME ON, Don't tell me my voice isn't the most amazing thing to wake up to! I've been told that more times than I can count!

[there's a pause and then he conspiratorially leans in.] But you're right it IS noon, but don't worry your secret is safe with me. You've been up for hours!!

[sleepingbagsensei]

No one in their right mind will believe that.

[Threadjacking this.]

You haven't even been here for an hour at least.

[alwaysimpaled]

Oh shove off, I'm my own boss, I can set my own hours. Civil servants deserve rest too!

[sleepingbagsensei]

I wasn't talking to you. And fuck, this woke you up? Shit, this isn't his worst.

[alwaysimpaled]

Look, when I'm sleeping at my desk, I'm a light sleeper. I tend to get stabbed if I'm not.

[sleepingbagsensei]

Ah. 'Good morning' in demon. I'll remember that.

[alwaysimpaled]

You joke, but I'm starting to wonder.

[sleepingbagsensei]

You get backstabbed that much? Your world doesn't appreciate the value of sleep.

[alwaysimpaled]

Backstabbed? Nah. I usually get stabbed through the chest.

[He shrugs.] There's a reason I nap so much here though.

[sleepingbagsensei]

You making it sound normal creeps me out.

Hm. Besides it being boring here?

[alwaysimpaled]

Try being the guy that constantly gets a bastard sword shoved through their sternum.

That and I've not exactly had much of an opportunity to relax for too long.

[vociferates]

Hey. HEY! Come on, Shouta, I'm incredibly popular. It's not that hard to believe is it?

[you wound him. He places both of his hands over his heart dramatically.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Dammit over dramatic friends.]

Back home.

[Such an ass.]

Relax, you can do that here again.

[He's trying to be supportive at least.]

[vociferates]

NO WORRIES, I'll build up a base in no time. Of course you know this means you need to support me, seeing as I'm having to start all over again.

[don't worry, he speaks Fluent Aizawa. Most of the time.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[It's not a hard language.]

Long as you don't call me in as a damn radio host again.

[Though, something tells him that he will end up doing some shows with him.... again.]

[vociferates]

WHAT? Come on, you can't tell me you didn't have fun when you came in. The sports festival was pretty fun too, even if you looked like a mummy.

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Who's being an ass now!]

Someone else here is about to look like one soon.

[vociferates]

[it's definitely him. don't dish out what you can't take, Aizawa!!!!]

OH. SCARY!! You wouldn't dream of it.

[sleepingbagsensei]

[See this icon! HE HANGS UP. Just wait til later man.

/CLICK. BAI.]

[alwaysimpaled]

[And so there's only left a crunchy sound as Dante just watches the drama with a bag of chips.]

...You and Aizawa must go back a while, huh? Got any good embarrassing stories?

[vociferates]

Since high school! So something like 15 years. I know him inside and out, no secrets!

[but the next part of the question gets a laugh out of him.] Oh, yeah. Plenty! Did you know he'd fall asleep in the middle of class back when we were kids? Guess he never really grew out of that.

[nothing horrible, bc he doesn't REALLY know Dante well. At some point he'll tell tales of Aizawa's blackout drunk adventures. If he doesn't die first.]

[alwaysimpaled]

Oh man, that sounds like some prime blackmail material. How about I buy you some drinks and you can tell me all about 'em?

[Oh right, heroes are kind of in the crosshairs. New guy probably won't just go along with Dante's BS without an introduction at least.]

Name's Dante by the way. I'm Attleton's Guardian. Sort of like Chief of Police only with badass swords and guns. Attleton's pretty peaceful though, so giving Aizawa a hard time is something of a hobby.