Nari's emerald eyes fluttered open. With blurred vision, she scanned around the room. It was lined with beds, bedside tables with basic supplies. She sat up, holding her head. It was pounding. She felt nauseous. Concussion maybe?
She didn't recognize where she was at all. Damn, her body felt sore as if she went through the ringer once more. Aching. "What kind of medical room is this? There's no equipment at all..." Her eyesight exploded in black dots, causing her to softly groan.
Where was she? What was the last thing she could remember?
Katsuki. Katsuki and her taking on a few villains. Deku showing up last minute. She remembered the one with dark hair, strange pink eyes reach out to her. Before Nari could block, she felt the villain push her back. She fell, back, feeling wind behind her as if Hawks had taken her on a flight once more.
And dropped her in the middle of the sky.
The hero remembered her body trembling with the wind, wild red hair whipping around her. Her head spinning and she fell unconscious then and there.
The woman swung her legs cautiously around the side of the bed, her body only allowing for small movements at a time. Maybe she crashed somewhere? At a... severely old fashioned medical center?
Nari let the sound of her heartbeat drown out to listen to the sounds around her. She could hear talking. She didn't recognize anyone. Japanese, at least. Maybe she wasn't in a different country, so that's a a starter. She had to get back to Kyushu. Find Katsuki.
Nari moved to stand, grasping the bedside table for assistance.
The two males were chatting, debating about what to do with the woman. The Flame Hashira was standing in caution and yet curiosity. He was wondering where the woman came from?. How come she wasnât dressed in Hashira clothing?. She certainly couldnât of been attacked by a demon, no possible way considering the sun would have taken effect on her. The other male, The Sound Hashira. Was rather set on the woman.
The males had decided they would open the doors of the room. Checking to make sure she was okay. With a hand on the door, it was quickly slid open. Revealing the woman and the two men.
âAlready up? You took a big hit, Iâm amazed youâve woken up. And you arenât a demon. So you got pretty lucky, though Iâm curious. Who are you?â The blond/red hair man asked.
Nari tensed as the door opened, revealing two men that would tower over her if they drew near. They looked her age. She clenched her hands info fists, feeling a spark of uncertainty flood through her vessels.
Both of these menâwere huge in size. Her eyes widened as she took in their appearances in a quick fashion. Why were they dressed so oddly? She would give the benefit of the doubt; maybr they were attending some old fashioned festival. Or a play.
The taller one was dressed in such an outlandish outfit that she didn't keep her eyes on him for too long. Headband in crusted in jewels holding back pure white hair in a pony tail, a matching black uniform with white seems, golden arm pieces along his biceps. Huh.
Against Nari's will, she noted he was attractive. Even with the strange mark on his eye. Maybe it was make up. Unique, marron eyes.. Maybe his Quirk. He would have easily been someone she modeled with back home.
The redhead narrowed her eyes from his face to directly behind him. Two large weapons hooked by a chain were strapped on his back from what she could see in this angle. Why was he armed?
Next to him, the man was shorter but his presence was blinding. Bright blonde hair that passed his shoulders into a deep fire red. A similar uniform underneath a haori, with flames designed at the end. It was gorgeous, she hadn't seen anyone make an old fashioned haori in a long time, much less with such a gorgeous design.
Even so...Who wears haori's anymore? Honestly.
He was also attractive like the man next to him. Sculpted features, a very intense aura about him. His eyes were just as entrapping as the rest of him, a deep red that faded into a molten gold along the rim. Definitely part of his Quirk. Or contacts.
Nari could see the peaking of a katana in its stealth underneath his haori.
He was armed. They both were.
She squared her shoulders. Was this means to be a threat to her. She activated her Quirk, letting her start to focus on the sounds around her. For once she was grateful her first Quirk gave no active signs it was activated unless she started to covert the sound to energy. For now, she would resonate, extend her hearing range. Signs for any sudden moves.
The fire clothed one spoke, addressing her first. She felt his voice overwhelm her ears, booming out like he spoke with his entire diaphragm. The redhead immediately resonated, the feeling off his voice starting at her collarbone, flickering around along her shoulders and chest like a curious flame.
Demon?
Nari reeled back in shock, shutting off her Quirk. Well that was a harsh of insult, she thought. She hadn't done anything to warrant that. "Nari. Nari Shiori. I'm notâconsidering demons don't exist, that's a very unwarranted insult. It is nothing about luck whenever you train." She scoffed, folding her arms in front of her. It was then she noticed she wasn't even in her uniform. She blinked down at her formâwho had changed her? Her whip was with her uniform as well. Okay. In case anything, she would really have to rely on her Quirks. Shouldn't be that bad.
"I need a phoneâI have to call my agency. Actually, where am I?" She asked. The redhead walked around the bed, leaning against the post to show she was serious. She wasn't afraid of them. "I was in Kyushu. I don't know where that bitch pushed me too but I have to get back. I'm sure my team is looking for me." She stated firmly.
Nari flickered her eyes to the taller one. "If I'm lucky, why are you both armed?" Her emeralds glinted dangerously, darkening in color. Preparing for any reaction as her shoulders tensed.
@sugarplumrp @jellyofjuly maybe this works
