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.]

Comments

[vociferates]

[Oh no you don't you started this and Mic's not done. So Aizawa tries to go and pull away, but he's going to find that he still more or less has Mic's arm slung around his shoulders. He's touchy-feely to begin with with people he's close to so.]

Yeah, pretty sure All Might said something about nine months. That's a long time, man. [there's a pause, and he's animated again, reaching into his pants pocket for something. Back to trying to smooth things over] Hey! Drinks are on me, okay? Alright?

[he has redbills! He shoves them over to Aizawa.]

just pretend they're older :|

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Dammit, he wanted to keep it short, but whatever. He doesn't argue with the closeness.]

Nine months and eighteen days. [Who's counting? He glances at Mic from the side, indifferently again. He raises one hand refusing the red bills from him.]

Drinks on me. I'll crash at your place later instead, and you can just make me some eggs in the morning.

[The best damn eggs he has missed.]

[vociferates]

[You should have KNOWN BETTER, SHOUTA. Who's counting indeed. But then his money (AND AFFECTIONS) are rebuffed, and he looks a little disappointed, until Azawa introduces an alternative method of him making himself useful. His grin splits his face clean in half, it's that big.]

Is that all? You got it, Shouta! Fresh eggs and toast first thing in the morning. [he'll use the redbills for groceries instead. Eggs, milk, bread, coffee too probably. Crashing at his place isn't even addressed, it's just that normal of an offer to be honest. Hopefully whatever place he's got isn't too cramped. They'll make it work.]

What're we drinking then? Oh, yeah! Should we invite All Might later or is this a private date?

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Makes him wonder how this goof can stretch a grin, it's not even a quirk. Meanwhile, he will just guide his buddy to a bar counter, his mouth been dry and in need of a good drink.

Yes, fresh eggs. Something to recover after a possible hangover, if he's the only one with it. Thank God Midnight isn't here, yet, her drink mixes are like alcohol poisoning.

That last question though, he looks up at Mic, returning a mischievous grin.]

Oh, so you want that kind of party.

[vociferates]

[you've known him for like, 15 years Aizawa is any of this really a surprise. The retort though, kind of catches Mic off guard. He was going for flustering Aizawa or getting a gruff "shut up" or something. Instead...

He just does his best to hide his surprise with a loud laugh.]

Dates with me are always a party, Shouta. [he does pause in teasing to order a drink, something in a tall glass with lots of ice probably. He'll order something for Shouta too, if he hasn't already.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Not yet Mr. He has to give you a hard time at least. He'll let Hizashi order for them. He knows what this guy wants.

That part thought... he quickly responds.]

Shut it. [Are you trying to tell the people here something?]

[vociferates]

[He leans in towards Shouta, stupidly close, resting his chin in one hand, and lifting the other to shield his mouth from anyone else eavesdropping.]

Why? Afraid someone's gonna ask me out and whisk me away from your company?

[he's being a shit. Not sorry. He honestly has nowhere else he would rather be right now.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Oh. You shit. He just sighs, lifting himself as if he's about to get up and leave.]

[vociferates]

Oi HEY! [He's going to grab Shouta's hand and pulls him back down so he's seated.]

Sorry, sorry. Don't go before we've even drunk anything!

[sleepingbagsensei]

[And he plops back down.]

Just remember, I was waiting first so I get first dibs. [He calmly answers, finally. He's not surrendering you to anyone bud.

He raises a hand to order first round of beers.]

I'm sure All Might already said this. This place is like a freakin bad science fiction Twilight Zone movie.

[vociferates]

[At first, Hizashi can't find his words. Which uh, is kind of rare. Are they still talking about drinking together or something else? It's all so vague. Dibs on what, Shouta?]

Hahaha, don't worry. I'm here to hang out with you, Shouta. [the subject change though gets a nod.] He was talking to me about it a bit. It's all kinda freaky if you think about it too hard.

[sleepingbagsensei]

[...Yeah, he's not answering that. It's been 9 months okay, 9 months. Give it two weeks, then it's back to normal.

Finally. Beer. He takes a swing before continuing.]

It is. One city dragons are a thing. Another city you stay out late zombies will run you over.

[He waits for that to sink in.]

[vociferates]

[That's just cruel. Leaving him in the dark.]

DRAGONS? [he practically squawks. What the HELL? There's no way those are real... and zombies... UGH]

You make it sound like I've walked into some kind of real life fantasy-horror movie, Shouta. Please tell me there aren't giant bugs.

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Yes Hizashi, that's exactly what it is.]

Probably, but I haven't found one. [A beat.] Though Bakugou brought a demon giant bug home a couple months bag. Moth demon.

[He makes it sound like they are two different things.]

[vociferates]

[Hizashi lets out a pathetic noise, one that he normally wouldn't have let slip in the company of anyone else.]

Moth... demon? [it's his turn to stand up, his drink forgotten. He slaps his hands down onto Shouta's shoulders, his expression forlorn.]

Shouta. I can't do this. I'm going back to the pods and pretending I never woke up. [wait.]


....
...
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Did you just tell me that BAKUGOU SUMMONED A MOTH DEMON?

[sleepingbagsensei]

[And Shouta's turn to pull Hizashi back down to his stool using both arms.]

Sit down.

[He waits until Hizashi is settled down again before continuing.]

He didn't summon it, just bonded. [Which could be worst?] He borrowed it from someone who can summon them. Couldn't control it. Then I had to get a demon hunter to take care of it.

[Sighs. Minor details.]

Just avoid Everglade for the most part. That's your typical everyday Halloween horror town. Fayren... [A pause cause... yeah. He knows Hizashi will be unconformable with it.] is occupied by mages and magic users. Which is where we'll live. Nova City is more of our world thing and more enhanced technology. Attleton is boring. Genessia is what you see here. It's like these Spirits made each city to accommodate who they abduct to live here... [Pause.] Temporary.

[vociferates]

Bonded. Shouta you're too calm. Aren't you worried?

[He lets himself get pulled though, leaning over to rest his head on Aizawa's shoulder dramatically. From the sound of it, it was all taken care of but still... He listens to what his best friend has to say despite his dramatics.]

Great, sounds wonderful Shouta. I'm so excited about being here.

[sleepingbagsensei]

The bond is broken.

[Shouta doesn't move so he can let his friend perch his head there, for a moment.]

The only thing to concern about if he tries it again.

[And this is the part where he gently pushes Hizashi's head off the shoulder. Then his creepy smile appears. Yes, be afraid.]

And then there's the random unexplained events.

[vociferates]

[TIME SKIP....]

[how long had they been drinking? A while, probably. At first the conversation had even been productive. But by the end of the night, they were mostly just leaning against each other, sitting in comfortable silence while they nursed at their last drinks.

Now, Hizashi was busy trying to walk straight while also doing his level best to guide his blackout drunk friend towards the stupid place he's supposed to be staying.]

Oh. Hey... Sho. Wait a minute. I think I'm gonna need the sidewalk to stop moving before we can keep walking. [the sidewalk is not moving, he is drunk.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[It's been a while the last time he was hammered drunk. Shouta hangs by his friend's shoulder, following him to the newbie apartment. Thank God Shouta told him about it first.]

Hm? [His head hangs forward, eyes staring at the sidewalk where they stand. He stomps one foot in front of him, as if it's suppose to do something.]

Here. Think I stopped it. [Clearly blackout drunk. He teeters forward, catch him please.]

[vociferates]

Hahahaha Shooo no! Wait. [He has to grab the belt loops of Shouta's pants, but it's not exactly enough to keep him from tipping forward so he winds up having to wrap both arms around his best friend's middle, in a sort of backwards hug.]

Got you. You gotta stay standing straight up or you're gonna fall. [he's resting his chin on Shouta's shoulder, cheeks flushed from the alcohol. Unfortunately this means he's mostly mumbling right into Shouta's ear.]

How much further we need to go? [are they okay. are they going to make it tho....]

[sleepingbagsensei]

I am standing.

[He protests tirely while Hizashi is catches him. Eventually he finds his balance again, though remains leaned back a little longer. When Hizashi speaks into his ear, his face flusters too.]

Your hair... it smells good. [Random! Too bad he won't remember this.]

Ah. Another block. I think. [His finger traces the air from one building, across the street, and to the next building. He holds his head forward, trying to find his footing again.]

Fuck. Just grab a hotel or something. We can find it later.

[Nope. Not like this.]

[vociferates]

[They should have watched themselves better. This is probably Hizashi's fault. He hums lightly, the sound quiet. The compliment isn't missed but he might not remember it in the morning either.]

Hotel... hotel... [are they even near... AH. He stumbles a little, but manages to stay upright, his arms still around Aizawa's waist as he shifts a little to try and guide the both of them towards the front of what looks to be a mid level hotel.]

leeeeeet's go here! I don't wanna walk all that way anyway.

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Definitely Hizashi's fault. He leans back on Hizashi again, before dragging his feet along with him. Aizawa holds Hizashi's arms as they're wrapped around his waist.

He groans when Hizashi manages to find hotel nearby. It didn't matter what class it was. He tries to help open the door at least, nodding his head as they pass a large plant in the building.]

...What are you doing over there?

[Yes. He's talking to a plant.]

[vociferates]

...Sho.... [REALLY....]

Hahaha, come on.. [he's just gonna drag shouta through the whole process of checking into a hotel, and then drag him towards the elevator that will take them up to their room.]

You know maybe we should tell Toshinori where we are. What'd'you think?