VileSnake
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BlizzNext doodle will probably be the squad at their hospital room.
Yes, Hiems is not included >:]
Yes, Hiems is not included >:]
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and I'm waiting patiently, I'm waiting for a sign
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we are here, not for a reason, but because we simply are, now I'll see you after about five days long ad break
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isekai is a myth, we must resort to high concentration can in a can
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I should doodle more for this
But LiFe KeEpS hApPeNiNg
But LiFe KeEpS hApPeNiNg
Shoto took a seat across Midoriya and fixed his gaze at Nensu. His gaze was just as sharp as usual-only a bit loosened with concern after such set of events.
“I’m doing fine. My arm’s fine, thankfully. But Iida...”
The teen was sitting on his hospital bed with a cast supporting his left arm. He raised it, with a rather not grim look on his face. He wasn’t depressed of the fail of his singlehanded revenge. He was instead enlightened, with the sacrifice of his friends.
“The doctor says I’ve got an injury on my nerves. It won’t be of a serious problem, and it can be easily healed by a transplant. But I’m thinking of keeping it, as a reminder of my mistakes. Only after I become a true hero will I deal with it.”
Midoriya could show a bright smile at the change of Iida’s spirit. He wasn’t the person hungering for revenge that he was anymore.
“It seems like I have bad relationships with hands..”
Shoto muttered as he looked at the hands.
Hiems eyed for the door.
“I have a guest. See ya.”
He said and hung up the call. With a careless toss, his phone landed on the hospital bed. The boy then gestured Yaoyorozu to come in.
“I’m doing fine. My arm’s fine, thankfully. But Iida...”
The teen was sitting on his hospital bed with a cast supporting his left arm. He raised it, with a rather not grim look on his face. He wasn’t depressed of the fail of his singlehanded revenge. He was instead enlightened, with the sacrifice of his friends.
“The doctor says I’ve got an injury on my nerves. It won’t be of a serious problem, and it can be easily healed by a transplant. But I’m thinking of keeping it, as a reminder of my mistakes. Only after I become a true hero will I deal with it.”
Midoriya could show a bright smile at the change of Iida’s spirit. He wasn’t the person hungering for revenge that he was anymore.
“It seems like I have bad relationships with hands..”
Shoto muttered as he looked at the hands.
Hiems eyed for the door.
“I have a guest. See ya.”
He said and hung up the call. With a careless toss, his phone landed on the hospital bed. The boy then gestured Yaoyorozu to come in.
surely she wouldn’t walk into the hospital in her hero costume
Midoriya cautiously placed his hand on Nensu’s shoulder, making sure it wasn’t the treated one. He tried to keep her in bed, lied down, but it was a bit too late to push her down when she yelped in pain pulling her torso up. Midoriya winced in sympathy. The green haired boy looked down at himself. He managed to dodge most of the attacks, except the major cut on his back and a few scratches on his limbs. His back ached weakly time to time, but it was nothing compared to what she got.
“I’m doing fine, I guess. I...if you need anything just tell me, I’ll get it for you.”
He answered.
Meanwhile, an awkward silence came from Midoriya’s phone as Hiems silently watched them talk. Whether it was envy or ‘I also have an interesting idea of ‘okay’ here’, he didn’t know- maybe it was just for the two little lovebirds to enjoy their talk. Yes, lovebirds. Somehow he got the feeling of it. Probably.
“Good to see you’re up.”
Another head peeked over at Nensu’s bed. This time it was a hair identical to Nensu’s- Shoto, another one of the Todoroki’s, checked on his sister.
“I’m doing fine, I guess. I...if you need anything just tell me, I’ll get it for you.”
He answered.
Meanwhile, an awkward silence came from Midoriya’s phone as Hiems silently watched them talk. Whether it was envy or ‘I also have an interesting idea of ‘okay’ here’, he didn’t know- maybe it was just for the two little lovebirds to enjoy their talk. Yes, lovebirds. Somehow he got the feeling of it. Probably.
“Good to see you’re up.”
Another head peeked over at Nensu’s bed. This time it was a hair identical to Nensu’s- Shoto, another one of the Todoroki’s, checked on his sister.
At the healing rate of Hiems he might miss the exam, but by using Recovery Girl’s quirk and all the sleep he had during school days he’ll heal as quick as a...
Uhhh....
A lizard? I don’t know. Hopefully Momo won’t rage over him getting himself in a suit of bandages.
or strike him when he can’t resist, in terms of TOMBSTONE PILEDRI- ahem. Fluff.
Uhhh....
A lizard? I don’t know. Hopefully Momo won’t rage over him getting himself in a suit of bandages.
or strike him when he can’t resist, in terms of TOMBSTONE PILEDRI- ahem. Fluff.
Ah, right.
I'm getting exam flasbacks
I'm getting exam flasbacks
If I recall correctly it was summer camp arc next, right?
Hiems will be in his mummy form for the next few days. >:]
“Heyyy. She’s up.”
A voice, a bit with a mechanical noise mixed with it, sounded from out of Nensu’s field of view. Not long after, a green haired head popped in to her sights. In the boy’s hand was his phone, on video chat showing someone wrapped in rolls of bandages and chunks of cast. Most of his outer looks were obscured- but his blue lazy eyes gave away that it was her classmate, Hiems(unless she couldn’t recognize the iconic gaze, that was). Hiems tried to wave, but instead moved his hand slightly and blinked.
Midoriyacould lie down and cry now. Nensu was finally awake, after the long fight they had to take the last night. It was a breathtaking, new experience-giving a note that the world of the professionals was not something they could take easy. And that there were much more terrors lurking in the dark than he expected.
“He’s just right next to us, but he couldn’t find a way to move here or bring everyone there. He didn’t want to wake you up in your rest.”
Midoriya said. He eyed for her shoulder, which was now treated and was to be left alone.
“...are you okay?”
A voice, a bit with a mechanical noise mixed with it, sounded from out of Nensu’s field of view. Not long after, a green haired head popped in to her sights. In the boy’s hand was his phone, on video chat showing someone wrapped in rolls of bandages and chunks of cast. Most of his outer looks were obscured- but his blue lazy eyes gave away that it was her classmate, Hiems(unless she couldn’t recognize the iconic gaze, that was). Hiems tried to wave, but instead moved his hand slightly and blinked.
Midoriyacould lie down and cry now. Nensu was finally awake, after the long fight they had to take the last night. It was a breathtaking, new experience-giving a note that the world of the professionals was not something they could take easy. And that there were much more terrors lurking in the dark than he expected.
“He’s just right next to us, but he couldn’t find a way to move here or bring everyone there. He didn’t want to wake you up in your rest.”
Midoriya said. He eyed for her shoulder, which was now treated and was to be left alone.
“...are you okay?”
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