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[closed] let that memory carry you beyond your limit
🧙 WHO: Izuku Midoriya & Friends
⚔️ WHAT: Catch all log for planned things! Closed threads are within. If you would like something with Izuku you can find my ooc plotting comment here!
🕒 WHEN: The month of May.
🗺️ WHERE: Wherever these threads my go.
⚠️ WARNINGS: tba
⚔️ WHAT: Catch all log for planned things! Closed threads are within. If you would like something with Izuku you can find my ooc plotting comment here!
🕒 WHEN: The month of May.
🗺️ WHERE: Wherever these threads my go.
⚠️ WARNINGS: tba
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He shuffles awkwardly. Still as excited as ever to see his friend but adopts some of the nervousness as he opens the door further to let him inside.]
N-no, he's out right now. I thought it might be best so we could catch up, Todoroki-kun.
[He probably has a lot to explain on that one. How he and Katsuki have gotten along enough for them to share a rental cottage. It's a long story as always but he doesn't want to jump into that. He wants to know how Shoto has been. Honestly, he's missed him a lot.]
Have you been okay? I- I feel like I have a lot of questions...
So many apologies for the wait on this one...
The words alone exhaust him. Make him tense.
With an almost reluctance, he stalls in place a moment longer, and then he's crossing to join him. Is he okay? He isn't sure. Though he tries to be— manages. Thinks, it's better where I can see you, because he doesn't need to wonder. To know's his small comfort... and so he'll dodge a minute longer, still cautious, absorb their fleeting bits of normalcy first. It's too peaceful, just the two of them. Familiar-feeling. Midoriya's smaller voice steadies him. Helps him think. It's almost always been enough: the weight of its words a force to shove him, hands forward, to connect his own pieces. And still, he wants the silence, to wait, to push time and thoughts backwards, because his mind's in two places.
There's an expectancy, of course... he feels, and so responses come distracted, as if he hasn't the time to process yet.
He looks surprised.]
Wh- [Oh.] I'm alright... really.
[Simple as that. As if they'd both need convincing.] Honestly, I wasn't sure I'd see you again. [For numerous reasons. Some more obvious than others.] But, when I ran into Amajiki-sempai, I guess I felt sort of hopeful. [Back then, by chance meeting, though he'd been searching regardless! Assuming the others might have followed—pulled from this or that "happening". A festival. A battle...
Not that it's mattered.
Where he's fallen along the timeline, the space of things, wasn't the least bit important.
Midoriya is Midoriya.
He hesitates again; both restrained and too quiet, and still the slightest touch watchful.]
Seriously. You had me worried.
[Understatement, here. Then, warily:] What did you mean to ask?
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Todoroki-kun, what do you mean you weren't sure you'd see me again?
[Maybe they should start with that...? Right?]
I'm- I'm safe. I've been through a lot but we're safe here. I think we can bank on that right now. And I'm glad that you're safe too.