[Bakugou is...trying. He's undoubtedly trying to 'play nice' with others, but he's still very obviously struggling, and where emotions are high like they are right now - where Ochako has hit her a very low point in terms of confidence - this was...not the right way to go about it. Day by day, week by week, she's struggled to keep up the façade that she was okay, that she could keep up with everyone else if she just kept trying, but that's not always the case. The reality is that...sometimes you just fail. You fail and there's nothing you can do, even if you try your damnedest. It's a hard pill to swallow, and she's now choking on it.
Furthered by when Bakugou throws dirt in her face like he is now. Her eyes widen, head snapping after the thief as he scrambles to his feet and takes off, and her shoulders tense, eyes filling up with hot, angry tears as she rounds on him and fling the sack of jewels right at his face, crying out between a guttural sob.]
[And off she goes, despite a part of her screaming to throw a punch his way as well, chasing after the scraps he threw for her to fetch. It's hard to follow the thief with her eyes filled with tears, streaking from her face and down her rosy cheeks, but Snagglefoot wasn't as careful and coordinated as he was before his first capture. Plus, he's still reeling from the hit he took from Bakugou as well. It's not long before Ochako corners him and knocks him out with a hard jab to back of his neck, striking the pressure point there and...well.
Nighty night peanut time.
But she's not happy about any of it, and even as she's tying Snagglefoot up with some construction tape (listen, you improvise on the spot if you don't have capture tape or cuffs on hand) from a nearby worksite. Sniffling and hiccupping, tears still running down her face, she drags the thief out of the alley and coughs, scrubbing at her face fruitlessly. Everything feels heavy, and she's sure she probably tied his up too tight, having to redo the knots thrice through her blurred vision, but...she's going to see this through.
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Furthered by when Bakugou throws dirt in her face like he is now. Her eyes widen, head snapping after the thief as he scrambles to his feet and takes off, and her shoulders tense, eyes filling up with hot, angry tears as she rounds on him and fling the sack of jewels right at his face, crying out between a guttural sob.]
Y-You--! ...YOU'RE REALLY TERRIBLE SOMETIMES, BAKUGOU!!
[And off she goes, despite a part of her screaming to throw a punch his way as well, chasing after the scraps he threw for her to fetch. It's hard to follow the thief with her eyes filled with tears, streaking from her face and down her rosy cheeks, but Snagglefoot wasn't as careful and coordinated as he was before his first capture. Plus, he's still reeling from the hit he took from Bakugou as well. It's not long before Ochako corners him and knocks him out with a hard jab to back of his neck, striking the pressure point there and...well.
Nighty night peanut time.
But she's not happy about any of it, and even as she's tying Snagglefoot up with some construction tape (listen, you improvise on the spot if you don't have capture tape or cuffs on hand) from a nearby worksite. Sniffling and hiccupping, tears still running down her face, she drags the thief out of the alley and coughs, scrubbing at her face fruitlessly. Everything feels heavy, and she's sure she probably tied his up too tight, having to redo the knots thrice through her blurred vision, but...she's going to see this through.
It's the bare minimum she has to offer.]