#falseherokiller

@falseherokiller​​​ asked [from]

“I’ve finally caught you.”

Tensei barely registered the voice, more concerned with why his bare face was pressed against the ground . . . where had his helmet gone? For the matter, where had the rest of his costume gone? His skin prickled at being exposed to the air, wholly undressed for it in just his undershirt and sweats. Every inch of his his muscles burned fiercely, and his head pounded something awful.

Actually, the cool ground felt rather soothing to his poor head, he had to admit with nearly a laugh. The sound came out more as a groan than an expression of humor, and Tensei realized he best at least respond to the voice coming from somewhere above.

Stain’s reply was cold and flippant, eyes narrowed at the teenage girl before him. Yellow eyes… fangs… Clearly someone with the same type of Quirk as him. Could be a threat, but probably not.

“What are you going to do, stab me?”

💉      𝒽𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓀𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝒶 .      💉

          she   grinned   back   at   him ,      shaking   her   head   easily   as   she   lightly   stepped   closer ,      almost   bounced   towards   him .      “      'course   not !      i   just   mean   heroes   like   t’   patrol   around   here   this   time   ‘a   night .      it’s   better   to   stay   back   in   the   allies   if   you   don’t   wanna   get   caught .      ”      bright ,      golden   eyes   met   his   gaze ,      unaffected   by   the   coldness   in   his   tone .      “      i   like   to   wait   a   couple   hours   past   midnight .      that’s   when   a   lot   ‘a   the   drunk   guys   start   leaving   the   bars ,      ‘n   they   go   through   the   alleys   a   lot   of   the   time ,      so   it’s   easy   to   get   ‘em .      all   you   have   to   do   it   trip   ‘em   ‘n   slice   their   carotid   &&   they   can’t   stop   you !      ”