[He hears Kacchan's voice. Finally! Finally, he's found his friend in this ridiculously large place. Now they can explore together, figure it out... The lights flicker, he pretends not to notice. The world around him seems distort as gravity slows and the hallway shrinks but he just keeps ignoring it. He can hear his friend, he can almost see him...
His hands slam against a door. Kacchan's voice is in his ear. His breath is shallow. The door reads "EXIT". He bites his lip, feeling a little confused. He tries the handle and then pulls at it furiously but it never budges. He steps back to get a better look at the door and the voice in his ear is quiets.
None of it was real. He's smart enough to figure that out and it chills him to the bone. He walks away even as his friend tells him to come back and then slowly fades. Kacchan wasn't the sort to beckon, really.
Izuku rounds the corner, drops into a crouch, and unsuccessfully fights back tears. Why would something like that be here...?]
Investigations
[Kacchan's gone and he doesn't want to think about it. So he finds something else to think about, like getting a door open and hopefully finding some water so they don't all dehydrate.
At first he tries to slam on the door open with his shoulder only to yelp in pain and stumble back. Next he tries to use an assortment of objects to pry it open, everything from silverware to a small lighter but nothing. Then he punches it a few times out of frustration and just bruises his knuckles.
Finally, he stares down the door, inhales, and turns around and roundhouse kicks the door with an inhuman strength. The door groans and deeply dents but doesn't open. Izuku stumbles over to the nearest trashcan and throws up.
But he doesn't seem surprised about that. In fact he's got a determined little grin on his face.]
So they're not impervious to damage at all. It just needs an above average force to make a dent in it. Alright... so my recovery time is about 8 hours or so. Which means that I can do it at least twice a day if I time it right...
[He probably looks a little crazy but he's determined to kick that sucker down. So determined, he doesn't really notice anyone approaching.]
Post Investigations!
[He finally manages to get that door open. FINALLY. He makes note of everything he finds, collects the important objects, and... now he's collapsed on the floor a little bit away from the door. Well, passed out is more like it. It's like he was planning on heading back to the lounge and then... simply got too tired and decided to curl up on the floor of the ship, laser knife from the room gripped tightly in his hand.
You should probably wake up and not let him sleep there.
Or you could... try to rob him... if you really wanted to.]
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Izuku Midoriya ("Deku")
[He hears Kacchan's voice. Finally! Finally, he's found his friend in this ridiculously large place. Now they can explore together, figure it out... The lights flicker, he pretends not to notice. The world around him seems distort as gravity slows and the hallway shrinks but he just keeps ignoring it. He can hear his friend, he can almost see him...
His hands slam against a door. Kacchan's voice is in his ear. His breath is shallow. The door reads "EXIT". He bites his lip, feeling a little confused. He tries the handle and then pulls at it furiously but it never budges. He steps back to get a better look at the door and the voice in his ear is quiets.
None of it was real. He's smart enough to figure that out and it chills him to the bone. He walks away even as his friend tells him to come back and then slowly fades. Kacchan wasn't the sort to beckon, really.
Izuku rounds the corner, drops into a crouch, and unsuccessfully fights back tears. Why would something like that be here...?]
Investigations
[Kacchan's gone and he doesn't want to think about it. So he finds something else to think about, like getting a door open and hopefully finding some water so they don't all dehydrate.
At first he tries to slam on the door open with his shoulder only to yelp in pain and stumble back. Next he tries to use an assortment of objects to pry it open, everything from silverware to a small lighter but nothing. Then he punches it a few times out of frustration and just bruises his knuckles.
Finally, he stares down the door, inhales, and turns around and roundhouse kicks the door with an inhuman strength. The door groans and deeply dents but doesn't open. Izuku stumbles over to the nearest trashcan and throws up.
But he doesn't seem surprised about that. In fact he's got a determined little grin on his face.]
So they're not impervious to damage at all. It just needs an above average force to make a dent in it. Alright... so my recovery time is about 8 hours or so. Which means that I can do it at least twice a day if I time it right...
[He probably looks a little crazy but he's determined to kick that sucker down. So determined, he doesn't really notice anyone approaching.]
Post Investigations!
[He finally manages to get that door open. FINALLY. He makes note of everything he finds, collects the important objects, and... now he's collapsed on the floor a little bit away from the door. Well, passed out is more like it. It's like he was planning on heading back to the lounge and then... simply got too tired and decided to curl up on the floor of the ship, laser knife from the room gripped tightly in his hand.
You should probably wake up and not let him sleep there.
Or you could... try to rob him... if you really wanted to.]
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