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  ‘ Looks like you’re enjoyin’ the hero-reprieve. Too busy fightin’ the local drug lords from manufacturin’ street bullshit. Alongside side the everlastin’ question of what’s the next creation teacher decides to dish out. ’  a few months without activity within their league and another adjoining pain in the ass rears its ugly and grotesque head claiming the spotlight. It’s fine, for now. The league bids its time. Teacher is no longer free yet his work stands to issue their next move; testing artificial beings strenght and intelligence through the presence of heroes. The media absolutely engrossed with pros standing up to the new threat. Piece by piece they gain the upper hand with experiments--Kurogiri watching over the progression. There isn’t much left to do besides await the impending encounter between heroes and villains once more.

They curl into each other; slender finger tips cementers apart mocking the gesture of respite. The air is stale as the breath behind craved lips reflect the withering fabrication of disappointment--briskly followed by enlightenment in turn of events....this board is clear, as is...the canvas for the next pretty little picture to paint and decorate for the awaiting audience of the world. Media doesn’t sleep--nor does teacher.

 ‘ Ahuuhhh did you think your actions wouldn’t uphold repercussions in our eyes? For someone howlin’ absurdities.... you’re awfully one dimensional in the end... hehehheh...and I wanted you for something big. Silly me. You aren’t the tool nor the caliber for such a task. Wrong card, wrong piece.  Your shoutin’ ruined Kurogiri’s bar....‘ the corner of his lip becomes a coy sneer. ‘ Yet you summoned ALL MIGHT ----so I have to thank you. For givin’ me the opportunity to kill him sooner than later. ‘