Nova City

[[One of the higher ups at the hospital had noticed Bakugou's lack of bedside manner and compassion, but also his determination to be a hero. Someone corrupt had been stealing expensive, controlled substances, and Bakugou was new enough to not be easily recognized while there long enough to have an idea of what was where. After purchasing and using a bottle of Frantic Atlantic! Blue hair dye, Bakugou was no longer the explosive teenager with anger issues and an ego to match, but... someone else. He hadn't figured that out yet, and his supervisors were useless at it.

Whatever person he was going to adopt, he had to find a temporary place to stay until this shit was over. Still wearing his trademark scowl, he slumps as he scouts Nova City for a decent hotel, wondering how he'd pull this off. It would be so much easier if he could just blow up the culprit while they snuck in the-]

Bastard. Watch it. [He growls out, colliding with someone's shoulder. This is going to be tough.]

Hospital

[At least he figured the basics of his story out. With an unenthused look, he dully introduces himself. Medsurg unit. Why the fuck had he been assigned here?!]

My name is Chili Brief. I look forward to working with you. Let's do our fu-- our best.