Voltage

"Wait, the cops? I thought..." She trails off as her expression cycles through a look of confusion, realization, then annoyance. She sighs.

"Oh, please. Don't be like that. I thought you were, um... Well, let's just say I thought we were playing on opposite teams." She says with a small huff of breath, eyes narrowed as she watches the hero's gait slow to a casual stroll towards her.

"But, ah, the cops and I- We don't really see eye to eye, you know?" She continued, taking a step back as she weighed her options.

"Can't we chalk this up to a simple misunderstanding...? We are on the same side, after all, haha~"

“Well, given today’s a day I’m supposed to be checking in with you but I haven’t seen you till now, I went looking.” Soren replies, tone still shallowly cheery albeit calmer than usual. He looks the other hero over once, then twice, before speaking again. “You okay?”

Daray had spent a fair amount of time, walking within his local area. If he couldn't take his blindfold off often, he knew it was important to be familiar with the area where you lived. It only ever took one missed turn to take you significantly off course, and if you were walking without external help navigating, trying to find your way again wasn't as simple as just backtracking for a while. He'd thought he'd done enough wandering around his usual part of town, by now, enough to be able to find his way back to familiar ground again, but. Well…

Suffice it to say, Daray was unbelievably lost. He had found himself in a place he didn't recognize as anything beyond "the city, somewhere," based on what he could hear and smell- but even with that, there was such an uncanny lack of… something, he couldn't place what was missing. Nor did he have time to figure it out, too lost in his own confusion to realize he may actually be in danger until he had already been struck from behind, knocked forward with enough force to throw him off his feet entirely.

Oddly, he felt as though he was, for once, not actually the target of whoever had assailed him. It was almost like he was just some unlucky bystander, which was shockingly comforting if he ignored the fact that he was abruptly caught up in something a bit beyond him. Unfortunately, completely ignoring that was equal parts impossible and unwise. He was struggling to regain his bearings, able to hear people shouting and running around him- but he had dropped and now couldn't find his cane, and had to prioritize finding a wall instead, feeling along it and trying to go in the same direction as everyone else, but…

They nod and gently help the other take hold of his arm. Soren shuts and locks the car door behind Daray before starting to lead the way to the hospital doors. “Got any id on you? The hospital staff might ask for it, and law enforcement definitely will once they come snooping around to question you.”

“Ah, there you are! For a moment I thought I’d lost you!” The unmistakable voice of Japan’s number one hero called out from behind Soren. And when the young hero turned around, sure enough, there was All Might, having just landed from a jump that had brought him up to the rooftop. He stood up to his full, impressive height, dusting his hands off before they came to rest casually on his hips.

“My sincerest apologies if you happen to be in a rush! I was hoping I could catch up before you left the scene but you left so quickly and—“ All Might’s bright grin mellowed into something just a touch more sheepish, lifting a hand to run over his hair, his bangs flattening under his hand before springing back up again. He could have certainly caught up with this mysterious new hero before he’d fled from the press, but that would have meant ignoring a gaggle of teenagers begging for an autograph.

They notice the bangs flick back up and he grins a little at how silly it looked. Faintly glowing eyes flick back to meet All Might’s gaze as the other talks, humming softly. “You can call me Voltage, and no, I don’t think we’ve met prior to today.” Soren replied with a small shake of his head. “Yeah, I usually take off after handing over a villain. The press and I don’t exactly have the greatest relationship.”

"I don't usually have to!" He laughed aloud, closing the gap between them to instead stand a respectful but conversational distance away. "Quite often it's the other way around! Regardless, I do like to know the names of active heroes in the area, we are coworkers by technicality, after all. And it’s good to have connections!”

He hesitates to shake the other’s hand, not exactly one for physical forms of greetings given what touch had meant in the past. Soren’s own hand clasps All Might’s despite the flickering worry in their chest. It was fine, just a small shake. “Pleasure to meet you as well, sir, though you don’t have to credit me if I ever assist. I don’t exactly care for publicity.”

“Thanks.” Mismatched eyes briefly glanced from underneath his hat focusing on the villain who was in front of them. He had yet to reveal his face to him, only giving his name as a vigilante and the one side of his quirk. “I’ll be careful.” Once Soren approached the villain, he moved to the side that he was going to attack to spread his ice across the ground. He placed his left hand against the wall he created to melt it away as if it never existed in the first place. 

Soren saw the other get frozen and immediately ran towards them. Now was his chance to end this chaos before anyone got seriously hurt. They run forwards, hand sparking. The villain attempts to run a piece of rebar through him to stop them but he dodges. Their hand plants between the villain’s shoulder blades, sending a strong enough shock to knock them unconscious without killing them.

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