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Oh shit here he is.

[I] [VIDEO]

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

[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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[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.

[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.]

[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?

[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.

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.

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.

[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.]

[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.]

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....]

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.]

[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.

[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.]

...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?

No wait... We're leaving yourself behind. [What even.... Thank goodness that brushes aside cause he's still following, or being dragged. In the elevator, he leans himself back, lifting the weight off Hizashi, for now, one hand catching on the metal railing.]

Tell him whatever you want. [Cause he's going to sleep.]

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[He just reaches out and pats Shouta on the shoulder. Okay Princess.]

Yeah, I'm ready to get some shut eye too. We really overdid it. [Not that he regrets it, honestly. He takes a standing position next to Shouta, leaning against him lightly as he watches the numbers on the elevator climb up.]

Figures we'd get put on the top floor. I just wanna get in bed and sleep for at least 6 hours.

[Those were numbers? He's not saying anything.]

It wasn't that bad. [Yes it was, he doesn't over exaggerate. He watches the numbers go higher.]

Damn. I have work tomorrow. [Finally, they arrive at their floor.]

[Hizashi pushes off the wall of the elevator and stumbles out into the hall, holding a hand back for shouta to take if he needs to steady himself.]

Call in.

[fuck working after this?]

No.

[Does he ever calls in?

He follows, stumbling, catches Hizashi's hand to get his balance back. He combs his hair to the back with his fingers and hand. Just follows.]

[okay stop. He turns, steadying Shouta as best he can with his own wobbly drunk self and reaches into a pocket to produce a hair band.]

Here. Want me to? [your hair, shouta.] Still think you should call out.

Fine. [He can't stop the Mic so he balances himself using the wall after some help from Mic.]

Can't. Teaching self defense class. And... [He looks up to the ceiling.] other stuff.

Self defense... of course. [he laughs, shifting to reach around Shouta in order to pull his hair back. Since he's doing this from the front it pushes him directly into Shouta's personal space, but he doesn't mind himself. He at least manages to get most of the hair pulled back with only a few strands falling loose again.]

Want help? [two hungover grownups is better than one.]

[Well, he gets to smell that expensive colon of his. He stands still, or tries to, thank you wall. Shouta closes his eyes while his hair is tied back.]

If you're still up for it in the morning. [Yes,please. Shrug.] The facility is in Genessia.

[His cologne is probably something new since getting here, but it's close to whatever he normally wears at least. Hair is done, sloppier than normal but hey. Hizashi looks pleased with himself.]

Just wake me up before you go! I'll tag along and we can suffer together.

[it's a good thing they're getting a hotel in genessia then, fortunate. They just still have to actually get to bed.]

[He even leaves the hair alone cause yeah, it's good enough. Good job. Oh man Hizashi, he tries not to smile, but it's there, that genuine smile.]

Fine. Let's hurry up and crash.

[One pat on the other guy's shoulder before getting himself steady on his feet again. Shouta brushes slowly pass him. Wait. He pauses.]

Ah. Which room is it? [They all.... look the same.]

[That's fighting dirty, Shouta. It's his turn to hang off of the other, Looping arms around Shouta's middle just as much for his own benefit as for the benefit of balancing Shouta on his feet. His chin rests on Shouta's shoulder]

744. Soooo. Left, left! [and he'll guiiiiide shouta in that direction, his own footing stumbling a bit.]

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