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therpcube[ How long had it been now? Since he'd given up on heroes?
Once symbols of his adoration, he'd learned that heroes weren't as valiant and strong as they made themselves to be. It was much more satisfying to take them down a couple pegs; to watch them as they realized the pain of defeat. The screams of people were like music to his ears, eyes set on one goal alone and the idea of sheer agony in the end being more than enough of a motivator.
He'd tried for so long to hold back. Bided his time patiently.
Now was the time to act.
Three.... Two... One... ]
BOOM!!
[ The explosion came as nearly deafening and the plan was set into action, a bunch of lower-class villains were now scattering, encroaching on what should have been 'safe' hero training for the Class of 1-A and surely, but slowly? One by one they started to separate due to the villains and he fixed the collar of his white dress shirt and tie, a small laugh escaping him as he watched the madness ensue.
He waited and sure enough?
Tell-tale signs were there to let him know where one Bakugou Katsuki would be, slipping through the shadows and the smoke created by the blond's quirk. A gloved hand reached down to grab a stray rock, humming softly as he waited for the right moment and tossed it as hard as he could at the blond's head. It wouldn't cause much more damage than a bit of pain and discomfort, meant to be more of a 'i'm over here' action more than anything else.
Though that was soon accompanied by a soft-spoken set of words, his appearance still obscured by the smoke floating through the air. ]
Careful... i'm going to get away, little hero to be...
[ He turned on his heel and began bolting in the opposite direction, knowing that surely Bakugou would take the bait, as hot-headed and temperamental as he was. ]
Once symbols of his adoration, he'd learned that heroes weren't as valiant and strong as they made themselves to be. It was much more satisfying to take them down a couple pegs; to watch them as they realized the pain of defeat. The screams of people were like music to his ears, eyes set on one goal alone and the idea of sheer agony in the end being more than enough of a motivator.
He'd tried for so long to hold back. Bided his time patiently.
Now was the time to act.
Three.... Two... One... ]
BOOM!!
[ The explosion came as nearly deafening and the plan was set into action, a bunch of lower-class villains were now scattering, encroaching on what should have been 'safe' hero training for the Class of 1-A and surely, but slowly? One by one they started to separate due to the villains and he fixed the collar of his white dress shirt and tie, a small laugh escaping him as he watched the madness ensue.
He waited and sure enough?
Tell-tale signs were there to let him know where one Bakugou Katsuki would be, slipping through the shadows and the smoke created by the blond's quirk. A gloved hand reached down to grab a stray rock, humming softly as he waited for the right moment and tossed it as hard as he could at the blond's head. It wouldn't cause much more damage than a bit of pain and discomfort, meant to be more of a 'i'm over here' action more than anything else.
Though that was soon accompanied by a soft-spoken set of words, his appearance still obscured by the smoke floating through the air. ]
Careful... i'm going to get away, little hero to be...
[ He turned on his heel and began bolting in the opposite direction, knowing that surely Bakugou would take the bait, as hot-headed and temperamental as he was. ]
