( She's always found it a tad hard to focus when stressed, that foul energy always started to build up when anything she perceived as negative happens. Though just as quick as it spreads it seems to vanish, good luck for the both of them. )
Really..?
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( * .α small tendrils of blackwhip immediately wrap around pinky fingerγthe sound of quirk tearing own flesh and breaking bone clearly heard. )
heyγhey. it's okayγ 'm fineγ see.α£ you can eat it now.
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( Gnawing upon the digit is quickly abandoned, afterall she's got no hopes of chewing through it anytime soon. )
sorry..
( little tears welling up in her eyes, sniffle sniffle.. )
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( the smallest hiss escapes from lipsγ but other than thatγit doesn't show much of a reaction. )
at least let me tear it off first ...
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( In her attempts to hunt for her family she had managed to flatten a city block and all she has to show for it is the mangled and burnt remains of some heroes upper body..practice makes perfect, though. )
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a hero's hypocrisy will be their own downfall. but what can i know .α£ 'm only a nomu who drinks blood and does rituals in the woods. * π¬
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( Love is a strong word for what she's feeling. More like a deep absence of self, the hero just so happens to have appeared during one of those episodes. )
No more lost..than you. do you hear that scratching?
( blink blink. kids love him, what the heck. bending down to a crouch. friendly smile and extended hand. )
hey there! the name's red riot! are you lost?
mmm. practice?
( A foreign concept to her, with the way burden functions she's usually not capable of much thought on a hunt.
All she truly does in such a state is react to any stimuli with the utmost level of violence, and thus she's become rather useful for +
οΉher frame being so large in comparison does allow for her to soak up some of the cold from her little one. most nomus ran on the colder side because of the * death they experienced but her * littlest was the exception .. nothing came γ
become some sort of nomu popsicle.
Her mouth instinctively opened wide and clamped around one of the fingers, opting to swallow the entire thing whole to avoid chewing the bone. )
Itching again. work for me?
( It's nice to be spared from the nipping cold, being so close to her beloved momma was just enough to provoke a tiny smile.
She often found herself seeking out the cold to try and free herself from the radiant heat if her quirk..but she definitely didn't want to +
οΉtruthfully she was waiting for the want to be taken out, rather than just yanking the younger out of the water upon first glance.
kuraishi easily leans forward to wrap an arm under the smaller nomu's body, lifting her up and out γ
Want to go soon.
( Understandable coming from someone who's body is always actively trying to kill her when at all stressed, even still she's quite the bummer. )
like fire, don't like it.
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mhm. for now.
( not that it bothers him .... he's pretty much the same as her. he'd rather not talk about the theme to a kit this youngγhowever. )
we'll see about later.
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οΉa small laugh leaves her. ' yes. you are wet. ' teasing through morse code. hand reaches out to move some of her wet hair from rea's face. a gentle motherly touch ..
' cold yet ? 'οΉ
( Floating about like a wet tissue, she hadn't even considered if she was comfortable or not..once tapped against she finally came to, gaze shifting to the larger nomu. )
wet.