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    Chief Tokage was never a patient man. In his line of work one would think he had to be but now? He just wanted some damn coffee as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. Sirens blasted outside the station window but he could care less as he stared at the Hero report on his desk then to it’s owner who was sitting proud on the opposite side of it.

@mirkc asked: ❝ quiet type, eh? ❞ // resident evil 4 remake starters

@mirkc sent in ;; " Hey there, lil' kitten- What'cha drawin'??? "

Eri truthfully wasn’t anticipating Mirko to express any interest in her drawings. Not that she thought unkindly of her, of course, on the contrary she thought highly of Mirko, she was really cool, but Eri’s merely passing time in the background of some business… thing, so she’d believed her to be too busy to pay her any mind.

It’s surely a nice surprise, then, that the Rabbit Hero’s curious about her art. Eri looks down to the paper as if to inspect her own drawing and, huh, would you look at that. She’s drawn some rabbits. It must’ve been Mirko’s ears, she thinks, they were very inspiring.

@mirkc asked: [ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] @ fuyumi obvs , but listen what it's a hero party thing and her dad brought her along and rumi found her standing by a table and now is flirting with her how about that - // the five senses

[ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail )

IT'S THE KIND OF SCENE that Fuyumi couldn't feel further from, really— the closest she ever truly comes to lifestyles of the pro heroes lying within the recognition that others draw about her. She's experienced it a thousand times before by now: you're Endeavor's daughter, awkward smiles and nods before the initial shock fades and everyone realizes she is much closer to them in terms of heroics than her father and what he wanted from them. Fuyumi isn't like the other guests here. She's a teacher, she likes to cook, most of the battlefields she's seen have been on television.

It's only natural to feel out of place here, she supposes.

Fuyumi does her best to keep to herself, seizing the moment alone to stand at a table with a drink in hand, trying to navigate her way through the minefield that is the right way to interact with so many impressive heroes. The voice that pulled her from her thoughts, though, is... none other than Mirko, the Number Five hero, of COURSE Fuyumi recognizes her right away. "Ah... hello! You're... talking to me?"

The conversation throws her for a loop, at first— sure, she's had people in the past half hour since their arrival approach her, but it was always because of her proximity to her father, drawing in introductions from some and others who remember when they were all so little... Mirko makes her feel more at ease already. And, the more they do talk, the more like her heart is going to beat right out her chest...

@mirkc​  asked: "You're so good at listening, that's why you're my favorite."

Naomasa positively beamed at the compliment, though that may have also been the work of . . . who even knows how many drinks they’d downed between the two of them. It’d been an unexpected development to end up out, sliding into the bar with the hero after the case was done. Something something he needed to relax, and for once, the detective was in full agreement.