Bond. James Bond.//
Kuro stretches and grunts,leaning back in his chair. He focused and a smaller tattoo hovered in front of him. He chuckled and flicks it at Bakugo's head, hitting dead center. He acted innocent as he sat in his chair.
Write down them! You need to be able to remember! Meyrill reminded Time cheerfully. Time huffed in frustration but pulled out their notebook and began to write. 'I know Meyrill…'
"DO YA WANNA FUCKIN DIE PUNK?!" Bakugo exploded, both figuratively and literally as he whipped around in his chair, standing up as he did so, to face Kuro. The volume of the outburst startled Darius out of his thoughts and made him flinch.
Murdock, ticked off by this Bakugo guy already, didn't hesitate to fix him with a sharp glare before making the chair he had just been sitting in float. He then shoved the chair under him, forcing him to fall back into it before jamming the desk over him properly so he couldn't get out. "Stay put, little bomb, or I'll have to defuse you," he warned cooly
(lmao I'm sorry chicken nugget but all I can think of is Murdock the Metal Pipe, which only makes this dialogue worse)
Damnnnnn, fight! Meyrill screamed in Time's head, they flinched at the sheer amount of noise that was rebounding around their mind. Meyrill calm down, your harming the child.
(of course it makes things worse, and I have something planned for Murdock the Metal Pipe vs Bakugo the Bomb Boy after you respond lmao)
Oh gosh… Is it bad that I want them to drag Time into it///
(lmao this is just going to be transfer students vs Bakugo at some point)
True, I feel like bakahoe would just end up pissing off everyone.//
(I'mma just take over Bakugo for a second here cuz I wanna see what'll happen lmao)
"FUCK YOU, BASTARD!" Bakugo launched himself out of his seat, his hands already sparking from his anger and dodged Kirishima's rock-solid grasp. He leapt up onto Murdock's desk and reached forward to unleash an explosion on the guy.
Darius has resorted to hiding behind Uraraka, as no one in their right mind would hurt a cinnamon roll like her.
"Bakugo, save it for the next activity," came Aizawa's voice, his eyes flashing red as he disabled both their quirks. Murdock hated the way it felt when his field was temporarily shut off, but he immediately felt better when Bakugo was forced to storm back to his seat.
"As I was saying, we'll be doing a combat exercise today to help the transfer students get a feel for their new school's teaching system. Now go get dressed," Aizawa drawled
Time nodded as Meyrill finally shut her face and went to go get changed. Hey! I'm not mean to you! Mey, it doesn't matter that much. 'Sorry.' Time muttered as they got changed.
Kuro didn't even flinch as Bakuhoe started yelling. The anger issues in this one. I could have some fun… He leans back in his chair before standing. "Kuro." Aizawa stopped him. "What." He growls. "No shadow quirk. Understand." He nods before heading out to get changed.
Time came back a few minutes later with their sleeves rolled down all the way, they didn't want anyone to see the needle scars. I'm tired… Conta murmured, she usually didn't talk. She mostly chose to observe others and she rarely yet Time use her quirk.
(Bakuhoe I'm deceased)
Caitlynn had flinched when the fight had broken out, but not many other students seemed to have reacted other than to get out of Bakugo's way. Getting up out of her seat to go get dressed, the girl looked over to Yaoyorozu. "Wow, how do you put up with him?" she asked. Yaoyorozu shrugged.
"Like Todoroki said, it's something you get accustomed to with time," she replied.
Bakuhoe, bakubro, bakufoe//
Kuro gets dressed, hearing whispers about the long scars on his back but he ignored it. He stretches before checking on his tattoos. Covered, which could cause issues, but if all else failed he'd use his shadow quirk. He yawns before walking to where they were supposed to go.
Pulling her gym suit on, Caitlynn conversed with a few of the other girls. Walking out and rolling her sleeves up past her elbows–not for any really important reason, Caitlynn was just someone who got way too hot way too easily–she was a little nervous. Combat wasn't really something she usually excelled in, and she was considering it. Not muttering like a certain broccoli boi, but her mind was definitely somewhere else.
'Ah, hello Conta. How are you?' Time asked as they walked outside, they were probably going to sweat a lot, but Time didn't care as long as the scars were hidden. I'm okay, tired but okay. How are you with all of these people? Is your anxiety okay?
(hfhlkdh bakuhoe)
Murdock, because he already had his hero suit made, came out fully dressed and armored. His intimidating look was on Bakugo's level, and he had his goggles pulled down so they were over his eyes. His gauntlets hummed ever so faintly, the gravity generators in them making the heavy metal feel weightless
Time pulled out their mask, Micah made it for them so it was special. They smiled as Conta began to speak. Bakufoe is a problem, we don't know if your drug can be ignited but it hasn't been able to so far.
(hfhlkdh bakuhoe)
Murdock, because he already had his hero suit made, came out fully dressed and armored. His intimidating look was on Bakugo's level, and he had his goggles pulled down so they were over his eyes. His gauntlets hummed ever so faintly, the gravity generators in them making the heavy metal feel weightless
(wait I thought they were just getting changed into their gym/sports festival clothes?)
I was thinking that too, that's why I had Time only have thier mask//