May catch-all

[bakudan_bambino]

🧙 WHO: Gokudera and absolutely anyone
⚔️️ WHAT: Mid-May catch all (training and other stuff that comes up)
🕒 WHEN: Mid... May? Before the event
🗺️ WHERE: Multiple places
⚠️ WARNINGS: violence, mentions of past sexual slavery, language



A. Training Grounds

Larry is sitting out in the middle of the training field, blowing bubbles to contain lit sticks of dynamite Gokudera is throwing into the air. Gokudera has discovered he has elemental magic and is working on what he can with wind, trying to push the bubble back towards his familiar, or up safely away from them both. He’s not successfully done either, and has just been creating useless gusts. The dynamite explodes in the bubble, the bubble pops, and knocks him down. This is getting very very tiresome, and his gusts don’t seem to be getting any stronger or going where he thinks he’s aiming them.

“Fuck... why isn’t it working?” He glares and pushes himself back up.


B. The Red Spring

No new arrivals from Namimori, it seems. Gokudera had spent the day watching new arrivals climb the cliff, wondering if he’d see someone from home. The journey back had been familiar and helped somewhat to clear his mind. But he’s been looking forward to bathing in the Red Spring. He feels partially new to Avalon after his reawakening, gone for years, and his body aged and scarred, when he’d apparently never left Camelot. Anyone who recognizes Gokudera from last month or any time prior will see the difference. Those who responded to his network post will already understand. But for those who have never met him, he’s acting very much like a new arrival.

The teenager lowers into the spring, the trunks he’s wearing keep him decent, but there is nothing to hide the vivid burn scars and long tally-marks down his back. There’s a black leather half-choke collar about his neck, and occasionally, there is a glow from beneath it, against the skin of his neck that looks like it’s burned many times over. Despite the fact that there is electricity attached to his neck, he fully submerges for a moment, then surfaces and decides he’ll play with the more illusory side of his light magic.

If you are unlucky enough to be anywhere near him, he’ll walk right up and offer you his entire left arm. It’s not real. It’s a smoke bomb, a prank, but hey, as far as your character should be able to tell, he just took off his arm and is handing it to you.

“Hey can you watch this for me? Thanks.” And then he’ll be getting out of the water so his familiar can be amused.


C. Wildcard! Seriously. Do whatever.

Comments

[bakudan_bambino]

I'm just trying to spare you! Get lost! I'm going to sustain damage just from looking at how ugly you are! Fucking feather duster

[Aw yeah it's stupid nickname o' clock]

[apshot]

Feather duster? Where d'you get off saying shit like that, mop head!?

[ yeah, it's devolving into this. And maybe there are some sparks coming off of Bakugou's hands. Somehow that gets under his skin? ]

[bakudan_bambino]

Just calling it like I see it.

[He gives a grin, shrugs, and lets the name calling retaliation slide off his back. It's not something typical of him, definitely. But after basically being a slave and having some really harsh insults mixed in with names... it's easier now to let it go.]

[apshot]

So if I'm calling you utterly worthless when it comes to this shit then I'm just "calling it like I see it" too, right?

[ Now this guy is starting to get under his skin. Bakugou hadn't intentionally been out to be an ass. But this asshole is certainly changing his attitude on it. ]

[bakudan_bambino]

I mean, if you want to be an unoriginal piece of shit, Duster, go for it.

[Go ahead and take Gokudera's come-back... see how it tastes, Bakugou. This guy's been through enough, and he didn't start this. This Blondie approached him. Gokudera was minding his own business.]

[apshot]

What makes you unoriginal is having a fucking attitude when all I was doing in the first place was giving some advice. Then you started by questioning if I even knew what I was talking about! How's that shit for originality?

[ And this is why... Bakugou keeps to himself. Because wow. Maybe he's not the best in how he goes about things... But at least he was actually making an effort. ]

[bakudan_bambino]

Hey! Who the hell asked for advice?!

Of course I'd question if you knew what you were talking about! I don't know you. I certainly don't trust you, and you've been an ass about this from start to finish. So maybe it would be best if you just left me the hell alone! Save us both the trouble!

[Ah. So ungrateful.]

[apshot]

Oh god forbid I see some asshole struggling and not try to do something about it!

[ But that's fine. Save them both the trouble? Sure! That works. However... Katsuki isn't going to walk off without getting the final word in. He throws his hands up and in doing so? A rather small but sturdy barrier is thrown up - attempting to box in Gokudera.

Then he turns on his heel and walks off, throwing up a middle finger. ]

[bakudan_bambino]

[To that, Gokudera scoffs, adamant that he was not struggling, but experimenting with his new magic. He has a very strong understanding of light magic, so when he bumps into that barrier, it's easy enough to just work his own illusion of a door right in it and walk through. He has half a mind to cloak himself and play illusory magic dirty by taking off his own arm and slapping Bakugou across the face with it.

But doesn't. He'd rather not get involved with this guy any further.

Except...]

Go be useful and dust something! [There, that's better.]

[apshot]

[ You know... He was about to let that go. Honestly, Bakugou was. But that really strikes a nerve.

Experimenting, huh? Dust something. ]

I'll show you sweeping...

[ Which means he's going to engage. Engage and use the very magic that Gokudera hadn't been "struggling" with. That means a blast of heated wind going straight for the other guy's face. ]

[bakudan_bambino]

[Gokudera is picking up those marbles Larry had spit out all over the floor, not keen on littering and knowing how they'll transform to his benefit later. The hot air to his face is uncomfortable, and unpleasant, but doesn't hurt. It catches him off guard, but honestly... not the worst he's ever dealt with. Surprised, he stumbles and falls onto his butt, dropping his marbles. A few on impact expand into barriers around him, and so he's just sort of shoved out of the way of it while a few more roll away through the dirt and grass of the training field.]

[apshot]

So I know what I'm doing.

[ So now he'll make a clean getaway. Blowing the guy off of his ass sure felt good. ]