[When Bakugou isn't patrolling or yelling and training, he's just training, which he's doing this afternoon in a mostly abandoned lot and cluster of buildings in Genessia. Strength isn't simply about recognizing your weaknesses. It's about conquering them, murdering them until they become nothing but a memory, and coming out of it scarred and stronger than ever.
Which is why he's kept the stupid cuffs, even if they're ugly as shit, and instead of blowing up the wall he shoves his fist into it with a punch, teeth grit through the stinging as sweat beads down his forehead. Finally deciding to take five, he walks to the edge of the lot, taking a drink from his water bottle. He's on edge. He always is now, but especially in Genessia, but that doesn't mean he notices someone else approaching.]
Which is why he's kept the stupid cuffs, even if they're ugly as shit, and instead of blowing up the wall he shoves his fist into it with a punch, teeth grit through the stinging as sweat beads down his forehead. Finally deciding to take five, he walks to the edge of the lot, taking a drink from his water bottle. He's on edge. He always is now, but especially in Genessia, but that doesn't mean he notices someone else approaching.]
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