isleofavalon | May catch-all

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May catch-all

🧙 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.

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It's become almost a daily ritual for him to walk about as much as he can to clear his mind. Training helps, but it makes him tired quickly, considering how little he holds back. He'd talk to Tsuna or Yamamoto, but doesn't want to risk saying something he shouldn't. There's the worry that he's keeping secrets from his family when he shouldn't and that they know. He can definitely tell that his boss is worried about him, and Gokudera doesn't want to worry him. This world is much better than the last two he's been on.

He's walked for a good while, not really thinking about where he's going, just lost to his thoughts when he steps on a branch angled oddly against the grown.

"Hm?" Why is this stick poking up like that? He leans down and realizes it makes a little fence that leads up to a very small plant nest? A decorated termite mound? Gokudera moves closer, careful not to step on any more pieces. There's a little stone path, and the nest looks roomy and small. He starts to pick at little pieces of hay scattered over from the farmed areas and make little hay stacks, smiling peacefully to himself as he does. Hm... maybe he could make something else for them? It's fairies that live here? Or is it pixies?

[Continued from here...]

Gokudera has no idea how he's supposed to help with a model ship. He's never maintained anything that small except bombs! And okay, that's a lot more pressure, but it's not like he has a very limited supply. It's not as personal to him as this ship probably is to Zuko! What if he fucks it up and breaks a piece while he's trying to help?! He probably will. Gokudera groans, worries his hands and approaches the room. He knocks at the door and waits, unable to shake the slight pout from his face.

Really, it's appreciated that Zuko reached out to him, but he's at a complete loss for what to do, how to act, and just... he's so incredibly grateful Azula isn't around. If she were, though, maybe the interaction would go smooth with Zuko around?

Shigaraki prefers to do his training where no one can bother him and use the library to read up on more things to do with his magic type. It was his one trump card that he had where it came to having one over the brats that thought threatening him about what he could or couldn't do. The last thing he was going to do was let them figure out how to counter it.

But, having interest in seeing what was available in these places where he could still keep that coveted secret lead him to watching this poor sap get owned by his own attempt. Even without the dynamite or attempts at forming both magic and the choice weapon together, Shigaraki recognized just who it was.

"Because you're the wrong kind of angry." Simple and easy. Ask the most angry man in the entire world.

"Did you just disconnect your arm?"

Huh. That's new.

But Nobunaga seems kind of excited! "What else can you disconnect? Oh, wait! Is this because it can't handle the water? Is it really okay in the steam?"

And now he's standing there with a burning fuse smoke bomb. Gokudera, that's mean!

[ At first she was annoyed, some weirdo taking a dip in the middle of a public ish lake? It marks her odd, not that she will judge entirely. That is unlike her - she thinks. Regardless the thought of judging him is still there, even if she has had to do so in the past. Washing in rivers, or lakes herself when she had no place to call home.

It matters not when she is busy studying the properties of water. Readying the day the full moon comes so she can properly measure the lake itself. She is surprised when he comes upon her and hands her - his arm. At first she believes it, and the face she makes is one of absolute horror - but as a fellow Light Magus she discerns the properties of magic.

Immediately her mood flips. ]

H-How did you do this?!?!

As Ken looked at Gokudera, he wondered if he should say anything to him. So far, he was focused on his training and if he said anything, it would break his focus. Looking back at his familiar, he gave a small sigh. There wasn't much he could do to help between his death and animal magic but he could probably offer the older teen some advice.

"Maybe you're trying too hard? Could that be the reason why?" That would be something his senpai would say, it only seemed fair to give that suggestion to another.

[Much the same as Gokudera, Ochako had headed toward the lakeside to see if she could spot or find any of her friends, classmates, or even teachers washed up on the shore...and maybe practice with her kinetic magic as well. Flight and moving/lifting objects was hilariously simple - it mimicked her quirk, after all, just without the full need of touch - but the other effects like speed and especially teleportation were difficult and winded Ochako like crazy. After a few darts and blips around the length of the lakeshore, she's more than ready to relax at the Inn and get some rest. No one she recognized she found...oh well.

As she makes her way to the hot springs, also in a bathing suit to keep herself decent, considering it's a communal and apparently very open bath (mixing the genders and all), she's just about to lay down her towel in a spot on a lounge chair when someone approaches and. Just...

FUCKING...POPS OFF HIS OWN ARM AND HANDS IT TO HER??!! SIR??? J'EXCUSE????]

Eh? [Well, there fucking goes the color in her normally pink cheeks. And the rest of her face, too.] EHHH??

Maybe you just suck. Ever take that into consideration?

[ He has no idea where this training is really going. Bubbles and dynamite? How is that supposed to actually do anything if the guy has no basic concept of the magic that he is currently trying to work with?

Makes no sense to Bakugou. ]

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[Closed to Midoriya]

[Sort of closed to Zuko]

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