poi
permanent iishanten
inertia.
..━━━━
──── ✦ bonus! flashback to after combat training!
After everyone else had left the boy’s locker room for third period, Hitodama found himself lingering behind due to the fabric of his uniform shirt getting caught on one of the lockers. Normally, he would’ve carelessly gone about pulling it off and risk tearing it, but this time around, he figured that he might as well take his time; besides, he could just use it as an excuse for being late to his next class. Easy win, right?
He was promptly interrupted from what he was doing, however, by something small falling on top of his head and bouncing onto the tiled floor with a metallic dink; this then happened three more times. His eyes trailed down to the ground, only to land on some screws…? Blinking, the red-haired male stopped moving for a bit, before diverting his gaze to the ceiling light fixture above him. He stared at it for a while, a grin slowly taking form on his face.
“Wo~ah, seriously?!” he exclaimed to himself like an excited child. Even with the screws falling out, it stays hanging! But wait… then what are the screws even there for? His enraptured expression was quick to convert into one of confusion, eyes narrowing in apparent skepticism. A few seconds passed, and he ultimately just shrugged it off, going back to setting his shirt free from the locker’s grasp. And… once he was almost free, Hitodama took another glance at the light fixture. Huu~h? That’s weird. I could’ve sworn it wasn’t that close befo―
…
That would be the last thought that ran through his head before a sudden CRASH!! resonated throughout the room. Hitodama didn’t even get to register what had happened just then; instead, his world seemed to blur together, before it all went black. To make matters worse, even though he was no longer conscious for it, when he stumbled over, the part of his shirt that had been snagged ended up tearing―but not before his weight tipped over the row of lockers that apparently were separate from the wall. Thus, the unconscious Hitodama was now stuck under some large metal unit, with a broken ceiling light next to his head. Sigh…
Needless to say, he didn’t make it back to class.
──── ✦ time? back to the present!
ooc (by the way, now that everyone is here, i’m gonna sorta derail the convo into something else so that everyone can hop on it for the sake of continuity q v q if that makes sense)
Not too long after Hitodama and Akagane made their way over to On Ji, a third figure entered the scene; he was a male with dark hair and feline features, and his expression looked grim. Of course, Hitodama being who he was, as well as his current condition, he paid no mind to this and continued to be a tittering mess, even as the other male spoke up.
“Sorry, that might have been my fault. Is he doing alright?” he asked. “I returned his luck just now. There shouldn’t be any more accidents happening around him...”
Akagane audibly sighed next to him as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders, “Dummy was trapped under some lockers, he kept on saying that he didn’t need to go to the nurse’s office, too.” He commented with a small scoff. He didn’t appear to be annoyed at least. “And you can’t return his brain either? Since he doesn’t have one by the looks of it..”
“What’s with you? I’m not a dummy. Yooou’re the dummy for talking that way about your leader,” Hitodama retorted, lifting his hand up to push Akagane’s face away in apparent annoyance. The entire scene looked comical really, with the redhead coming across as even more of a child than he normally did because of his spacy state. “Aa~nyway,” he diverted his attention to… was it… Kirigiri? Onigiri? Something-iri… “Onigiri-nyan, did you say luck? How’d you take it??”
“Only dummies get themselves trapped under stuff and get their luck taken,” the white haired boy rudely interrupted again, “And to think that you call yourself a villain or leader or whatever… You really need to brush up on that.” Akagane then took the small opportunity to smack him on the back of his head.
The next thing he knew, Hitoshi and ‘Gikojinai*’ were close enough to the group, with the brown-haired of the two checking up on On Ji (who responded, then acknowledged Gikojinai, and then Gikojinai went on to introduce himself and explain his quirk). He then turned to Hitodama and Akagane, asking, “Hey, you guys are checking up on On Ji too?”
“Huh?” Hitodama drawled. He looked back at the silveret. “Are we?”
Said silveret only looked back at him with a look that practically screamed, ‘no? She was already standing here while we came outside?’. Placing his arms behind his head he spoke after a few beats of silence, “Ah.. yeah, I didn’t really get to talk to her after our fight. Just wanted to make sure she was alright.” It was obviously a lie.
“Nee ~, neee ~! Did you guys already eat yet...? ✩” Hitodama cut in with a light tone, some of his vowels being dragged out unintentionally. “See, I don’t exactly understand what’s going on right now, but I kinda wanna get something, I think…” He paused for a moment, before looking at the tall black-haired male who used his quirk on him earlier. “Gikojinai!!! Gimme your lunch money ~! ✩”
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ooc *gikochinai, but since chin sounds close enough to jin, he replaced it.
..━━━━
...mood
...dazed
...location
...outside
...company
...akagane
... MystiicWitch
...on ji
... Peach Tea
...yukiri
... Nano
...hitoshi
... Jenzo
...jin woo
... MajesticCoal
...mentions
...n/a
...dazed
...location
...outside
...company
...akagane
... MystiicWitch
...on ji
... Peach Tea
...yukiri
... Nano
...hitoshi
... Jenzo
...jin woo
... MajesticCoal
...mentions
...n/a
hitodama
maneki
maneki
──── ✦ bonus! flashback to after combat training!
After everyone else had left the boy’s locker room for third period, Hitodama found himself lingering behind due to the fabric of his uniform shirt getting caught on one of the lockers. Normally, he would’ve carelessly gone about pulling it off and risk tearing it, but this time around, he figured that he might as well take his time; besides, he could just use it as an excuse for being late to his next class. Easy win, right?
He was promptly interrupted from what he was doing, however, by something small falling on top of his head and bouncing onto the tiled floor with a metallic dink; this then happened three more times. His eyes trailed down to the ground, only to land on some screws…? Blinking, the red-haired male stopped moving for a bit, before diverting his gaze to the ceiling light fixture above him. He stared at it for a while, a grin slowly taking form on his face.
“Wo~ah, seriously?!” he exclaimed to himself like an excited child. Even with the screws falling out, it stays hanging! But wait… then what are the screws even there for? His enraptured expression was quick to convert into one of confusion, eyes narrowing in apparent skepticism. A few seconds passed, and he ultimately just shrugged it off, going back to setting his shirt free from the locker’s grasp. And… once he was almost free, Hitodama took another glance at the light fixture. Huu~h? That’s weird. I could’ve sworn it wasn’t that close befo―
…
That would be the last thought that ran through his head before a sudden CRASH!! resonated throughout the room. Hitodama didn’t even get to register what had happened just then; instead, his world seemed to blur together, before it all went black. To make matters worse, even though he was no longer conscious for it, when he stumbled over, the part of his shirt that had been snagged ended up tearing―but not before his weight tipped over the row of lockers that apparently were separate from the wall. Thus, the unconscious Hitodama was now stuck under some large metal unit, with a broken ceiling light next to his head. Sigh…
Needless to say, he didn’t make it back to class.
──── ✦ time? back to the present!
ooc (by the way, now that everyone is here, i’m gonna sorta derail the convo into something else so that everyone can hop on it for the sake of continuity q v q if that makes sense)
Not too long after Hitodama and Akagane made their way over to On Ji, a third figure entered the scene; he was a male with dark hair and feline features, and his expression looked grim. Of course, Hitodama being who he was, as well as his current condition, he paid no mind to this and continued to be a tittering mess, even as the other male spoke up.
“Sorry, that might have been my fault. Is he doing alright?” he asked. “I returned his luck just now. There shouldn’t be any more accidents happening around him...”
Akagane audibly sighed next to him as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders, “Dummy was trapped under some lockers, he kept on saying that he didn’t need to go to the nurse’s office, too.” He commented with a small scoff. He didn’t appear to be annoyed at least. “And you can’t return his brain either? Since he doesn’t have one by the looks of it..”
“What’s with you? I’m not a dummy. Yooou’re the dummy for talking that way about your leader,” Hitodama retorted, lifting his hand up to push Akagane’s face away in apparent annoyance. The entire scene looked comical really, with the redhead coming across as even more of a child than he normally did because of his spacy state. “Aa~nyway,” he diverted his attention to… was it… Kirigiri? Onigiri? Something-iri… “Onigiri-nyan, did you say luck? How’d you take it??”
“Only dummies get themselves trapped under stuff and get their luck taken,” the white haired boy rudely interrupted again, “And to think that you call yourself a villain or leader or whatever… You really need to brush up on that.” Akagane then took the small opportunity to smack him on the back of his head.
The next thing he knew, Hitoshi and ‘Gikojinai*’ were close enough to the group, with the brown-haired of the two checking up on On Ji (who responded, then acknowledged Gikojinai, and then Gikojinai went on to introduce himself and explain his quirk). He then turned to Hitodama and Akagane, asking, “Hey, you guys are checking up on On Ji too?”
“Huh?” Hitodama drawled. He looked back at the silveret. “Are we?”
Said silveret only looked back at him with a look that practically screamed, ‘no? She was already standing here while we came outside?’. Placing his arms behind his head he spoke after a few beats of silence, “Ah.. yeah, I didn’t really get to talk to her after our fight. Just wanted to make sure she was alright.” It was obviously a lie.
“Nee ~, neee ~! Did you guys already eat yet...? ✩” Hitodama cut in with a light tone, some of his vowels being dragged out unintentionally. “See, I don’t exactly understand what’s going on right now, but I kinda wanna get something, I think…” He paused for a moment, before looking at the tall black-haired male who used his quirk on him earlier. “Gikojinai!!! Gimme your lunch money ~! ✩”
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ooc *gikochinai, but since chin sounds close enough to jin, he replaced it.
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