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#ICEPLY: A PRIVATE & FRIENDS ONLY GETEN HIMURA, THE ICEMAN OF MY HERO ACADEMIA. HEAVILY AFFILIATED WITH SHGRAKI. UNLESS WE'RE MUTUALS ELSEWHERE, DO NOT FOLLOW ME FIRST. NO RULES; EVERYONE HERE SHOULD KNOW WHAT'S UP.
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" I DON'T DOUBT YOUR POWER. i read your file. cool stuff! " despite the attitude he's met with, mirio's smile remains confident and bright. he peers at her from behind a yellow visor. " they want to see how strong you are without your quirk, so hand-to-hand stuff. " that, and who better to let loose with than someone who can't actually get hit? — seems needed, given geten's current temperament. " think of this as a training exercise. "
THE DERIDER'S LIP PULLS BACK. they can't help but to scoff at mirio's words, upbeat as they are; therein lies someone, they think, that's barely taking them seriously. it's been the same since he was initially on probation; it's like she's a basket case that they all have to coddle to quell their egos. " hand-to-hand combat? seems completely unnecessary. in what situation would i be without my meta ability, outside of death? " it retorts, only somewhat sarcastic. training outside of their quirk isn't something he's particularly accustomed to, outside of the basics. his ability, redestro said, was powerful enough without. " it's more logical to condition what i already have, right? "
Villain - Geten
" GUESS ALL YOU WANT. " she's feisty, exactly as the three had told him. he's in nothing special: a sweater and slacks. there's no use for a cape when all he's here for is to assess the situation at hand. toshinori's arms loosely cross over his skinny frame, eyes narrowing. he knows that look, all teeth and fierce — like a confused, cornered animal. it's no doubt they feels threatened, trapped in a cell without the use of a quirk he's been groomed to use freely. a folding chair is opened beside him, and he sits. hands fold calmly in his lap. " change your mind? no. let me be clear, i'm only here to determine the severity of what happens to you now. " groomed kid, or in on it with redestro? " let's start with names. i'm toshinori. "
CATCHING HIS EVERY MOVE, so acute that he can feel the blood thudding in his temples, pursed lips burst with a scoff of dismay upon spotting the chair. he'd be here a while, it seems — that grating, insufferable presence that feels like nails beneath the skin, dragging down and tearing flesh in its wake. " do your worst. i'm not interested in diplomacy, or whatever the hell else you think is going to happen here. " a cornered animal, indeed. a tight mandible displaying her teeth, a scowl and wide eyes a great display of warning: stay right where you are, or he can't be blamed for what may happen. it remains standing, pressed close to the far wall of the cell, attempting not to look as wary as it is. no weakness. no surrender. " i know damn well who you are, " she shoots back, and spits on the ground before him, " and i'm not impressed. "
" IT'S GOOD TO BE AROUND MORE. i was getting tired of laying in bed. " a vast difference to what she might've said even a few months ago. laziness has been replaced with purpose. the time to grieve its master has passed; now is the time to act. to organize. to build up his numbers. redestro is no longer the strong-willed leader the liberation army clung to and followed. he crumbled beneath her hand as everything does — as everything always will. she relies on the other up-holders of the army to be his hands and feet, spreading shigaraki's word through their cult like the very word of god. these glimpses of humanity are only spared for those he likes; simple as that. and he likes geten. " yeah, i do. i think you're doing great. " their first stop: the infirmary. less to check up on patients, more to touch base with the liberation front's doctors. " doubt its easy to be partnered with dabi, but your quirks work too well together – and there's no one i trust more with the violet squad ... anyways, you have any plans today? skeptic wants to meet, but honestly, i'm trying to get out of it. "
LIKE THE HAND OF GOD. he's different than the person, even, he was a week ago. it's as though geten is witnessing a metamorphosis, breaking through the sticky, bleeding threads of his cocoon to emerge as something different, something greater. he's serious work, it knows, perhaps more serious than even he's been trained for; if there's one thing that geten knows certainly about shigaraki, it's that this kind of strength doesn't come from sheer luck. it never does. " good to know, " geten replies, her spine tight and straight, hands moving at their sides. " this might be too self-indulgent to say, but knowing that i'm doing well in my position helps me continue to do my best. " it's not sucking up to him, either; it's true. as much as he used to despise it from most others outside of redestro, before their merge, this has been just as assuring. just as invigorating. upon entering the infirmary, their eyes stray towards the weakened bodies flecked within its perimeter. some are sitting up, nursing only superficial wounds, but he can see the odd shattered limb and cracked rib. memories of their old home, razed down. " not outside of my usual rounds, " he replies, looking up towards shigaraki politely. " you caught me just after i finished training. but if you need to use me as an excuse, by all means. "
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" IT HAS, and i want to talk to you alone. " she steps calmly beside him. its started to hold itself differently, these days. he's traded hoodies and sweats for a suit. fur lines his jacket. appearances make the man, or so a former teacher might've thought. the hands of his family are all but crushed. father's hand — the hand of god remains, only. it sits tucked into a nightstand; a reminder of his past, yet not a path of his future. yes, perhaps its the long future she's finally been able to see. a legacy beyond his master's. a legacy, perhaps, even beyond his own. rare benevolence pulls upon the corners of cracked lips. it rips away the scabs, dripping just a hint of blood back into her mouth. ruby eyes fall on geten, and within her, she sees so much more. a legacy beyond his own. " you look good. how have you been settling into your position? "
" SO DO YOU. " his improving strength is nearly palpable, like a wall she can't tear past; though it's a similar sensation he's felt when standing near re-destro before his fall, this feels different. he feels different. geten meets his eyes, steeled gaze against the clash of red, lifting his chin in what he hopes to be a display of pride. of gratitude, perhaps. " it's good to see you around more. as for my position... " his eyes cast elsewhere. admittedly, it's been an adjustment; the shift of power alone has been a struggle to accept. but having the luxury — a true luxury, he knows, though he doesn't quite understand why — of shigaraki taking a liking to him made it easier. after the buckle of his former leader, metamorphosed into a shell of who he once was, it was good to have someone to look towards who, too, earned his respect. " i think it's been going as well as it can, " she decides, casting her gaze back towards him. " it's not too different from what i did before you came along. i feel as though i'm finally settling in... hopefully you agree. "
" I DON'T KNOW YOU. those are grounds enough for me to deal with you my way. " the threat saturates the thick, humid air like paint bleeding into its canvas. geten doesn't look perturbed, but the hostility in his voice is unmistakable: one misstep, and he's poised to defend the land they stand upon. " but i'll make this easy for you — tell me what i want to hear, and you might get out unscathed. why have you come here? " / @ladysnipe.
" I'M NOT A CHILD; i know what i'm doing. " and yet he finds himself under the wing of someone younger than he. she's trying to guise the tension lifting its shoulders and locking its jaw, but between unlearning the way of life she built herself upon and being so close to this excruciatingly naïve neophyte, geten is doing his damndest not to lose what little patience she has left. its arms fold loosely over its chest. " i don't know why they sent me here to begin with. they must think i'm stupid. " / @lemilrion.
ITS ARMS ARE FOLDED over its chest, wound in tight coils and sharp edges, never to be dulled. slivers of sunlight dot along her obscured face, bringing forth glimpses of the skin beneath its hood, and stopping just far enough to illuminate her dissatisfaction with the downward curl of its lips. of all the people he ends up with, it had to be the one whose arrogance is so palpable he could nearly choke on it. their very presence is grating, like nails rubbing skin raw and leaving it puckered, and throbbing, and bleeding. when she speaks, amidst her exasperation and ever-growing impatience, its voice is clipped through a tightened jaw. " i don't like you, " she says, speaking slowly enough to not snap out its words, " but i don't have to like you to work with you. if you'd stop being so indolent, we'd already be done, here, by now. " / @torrefy.
" SO, LET ME GUESS — they sent you here to try and change my mind. " the sneer bursts from the backward draw of his lip, curled so far back that the glint of his gums exposes itself beneath artificial light. there it looms, arms hanging low from the weight of those neutralizing cuffs, his gaze harsh enough to dig through meat and muscle and rip through the reinforced glass of his holding cell. despite their discomfort, they force themself to remain steadfast, even in the face of such esteem as all might himself; anger keeps their resolve strong. rage keeps their spirit aware. " quit while you're ahead, old man. you're nothing but a washed-up pawn that still works for the institution that's oppressing and killing us all, and you expect me to pay heed to you? " / @livingmight.
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" WALK WITH ME. " a nod beckons her nearer. its gait is slower than usual, given the boot and crutch shigaraki relies on. death stalks the halls, appearing more like a figment than person. a red coat hugs her shoulders. those who dare lay eyes upon them dip their heads — save for the original members of the league. ( she is their savior; she is their destroyer. ) " i was hoping you'd make rounds with me. " / @iceply
" SURE. " its pace steadies to accommodate for shigaraki's stagger, walking beside her in a careful, delicate stride much so that, even with the hard-soled boots clicking between its weight and the floor, hardly a sound escapes them. a certain tension pinches at the muscles between her shoulder-blades, keeping her posture rigid and upright. it's still odd, this acknowledgement: like being analyzed beneath the leer of a microscope, where one can dig and vivisect even the thoughts running through its mind. but she'd be foolish to consider their regard unwelcome — foolish to pretend she doesn't look towards it with an esteem once thought to be meant only for redestro. " lucky you caught me, then, " he says, casting a glance towards them. blue eyes fix upon the boot before lifting steadily, attempting to catch their gaze. " it's been a while since we've had a chance to talk. "
" I DON'T KNOW WHAT it means. " frustration creeps over her tongue, grating and jagged, as he glares at the book in his hands. glyphs and kanji twist along their outspread pages; she can recognize the packs of symbols creating words, but interpreting them proves not only difficult, but impossible. geten grits her teeth, feeling their eyes begin to sting from the accumulating frustration: she can recognize certain phrases (that means "the", an "and"), but it's nothing compared to the broader text. it sucks in a breath, attempting to quell the exasperation swelling in its chest. " this is idiotic. i'm not doing this anymore. " / @greatgospell.
ok WHO wants a starter.
so crazy insane that geten escaped being sold off by his clan just to end up under redestro’s influence
pspspsp
perks its head up. hm?
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