#decayingquirk

Cynthia looked over to the male, squinting her eyes a bit. "Um, can I help you with something?" She inquired, brows furrowed. Keeping her distance from the villian as she was getting a bit of a bad vibe from her. 

The business had been going so well for a time. Costumes and other bits of equipment were being sold to the many villains who had popped up after Stain’s message and shortly thereafter, the League of Villains making a name for itself. Sales had hit a record high after All Might’s retirement as villains ordered equipment through the black market and normal society contracted her for all sorts of industrial works.

It was risky but she had taken the steps to make it work. Sadly, a few variables which she had not accounted for had sent everything into ruin. A hero managed to trace her illicit equipment sales back to her and from there, it was all downhill. She was disowned by her family and left to be dealt with by hero society.

Her situation was shameful and disgraceful. How could she have allowed anyone to slip through the cracks and expose her? How could she have allowed her defences to be anything but perfect? Despite the losses, she was not out just yet.

Toshis heart was in his throat, eyes and ears wide open as he was hiding in a darker part of the hallway, trying to stop his body from shaking and giving him away. Somehow tomura shirigaki had found his home & had broken inside to kidnap him. Luckily he managed to slip by the other and thats where he was now. Playing this nail biting game of hide and seek, trying to avoid tomura while getting out of the building to get help since he had no power left and thats what scares him. He usually stands his ground & fights but if he did so now then he would die. And he will NOT allow tomura to kill him.

It was always unnerving being on her own. No matter when or where, the child was always near a state of panic when she was left alone. Someone or something could be hiding just behind the next corner. It was a frightening thought.

She had to get back. She had wandered too far on her own, and now she was lost. The albino was searching for a way back to the school. Her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to avoid people. Fear was clawing it’s way up into her throat, but she didn’t let it out, not just yet.

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“Let’s see now,“ Hertz casually began.

The girl swiftly brought her hands to chest level to count off on the fingers while listing her reasons. The entire time, her right foot tapped away at the ground. “One, I’m a villain or at least somethin’ pretty bad. I’ve been called a walkin’ crime against humanity, a monster, and all that good stuff before.“

“Two, you guys are pretty cool with the stuff you’ve been doin’. Really stickin’ it to all those big wigs sittin’ on their high horses, tryin’ to tell everyone what to do.“

“Three, it’s safer for me. Quirk ain’t so good for fights. I ain’t too good in straight fights either unless I get to nom on someone.“

“Now I know what you’re probably thinkin’. I probably sound like dead weight, a liability, unwanted baggage, et cetera. First, that’s pretty hurtful and second, boy do I have news for you!“