((For anyone who doesn't know, Shigaraki isn't a nice guy and isn't exactly the best person in the world. Just keep that in mind if you're not canon savvy! I welcome all levels of knowledge! 0%-100%! If the hand thing bothers you just let me know in your subject and we'll not have 'em ♥.))
Arrival: B
After collecting familiar objects from the unfamiliar shore where they had been neatly settled beside his feet, he took in his surroundings. One of the procured items had five fingers and familial ties and before he could place it as he always had, Shigaraki was asked to listen to... Something he could care less about as it turned out. He didn't care why he was here, he cared how to get back.
Just wait a second. They brought him here to save the world he was unceremoniously kidnapped from? No. No thank you. In fact, that would be the opposite if what— Then again. That was his world to destroy. For all the things that it had done, to him, what heroes represented and what the world itself deserved? Alright. He could play along if it meant he got back to tearing it apart piece by piece himself.
Standing far from the water's edge with cloak in hand, white locks in semi-wet waves down his skin, he slipped a disembodied hand in front of his face, slotting it into its normal place. That same wet hair got shuffled around so he could see through the fingers. Any other of the treasures he thought destroyed in the fight for Liberation were kept in one arm underneath the cloak. The warm clothing was something he appreciated deep down considering his state of undress and the want to maybe just be warm, not shirtless and annoyed.
For now though, for now. Horses? He can what the horses? Pet the horses? The last thing he ever put his hand on animal wise didn't go so well. Being told while he was looking at them that he could pet them was a little unnerving. His face didn't say as much, but the momentary hesitance to raise his hand despite looking like he wanted to was where it showed. Maybe for now just milling around with them, watching them pull carts while he gained the want to put his hand on the beast and ignore small items being tossed invisibly at his feet. That had been happening a lot and with all the other odd things around here linked to the people there, he chose to ignore it and concentrate on keeping the cloak tightly closed and watch majestic animals for the moment.
Red Spring: C
Inn Room
Someone left the gaming enthusiast with a room, a bed and a way to be anti-social the best way he knew how. Playing a game and ignoring whoever it was that just came through the door. Not that this man, whole as he is an actual adult, gave off the vibes of someone who was going to actually give the time of day. Just a slouched, leg-crossed, game-focused man who's red eyes hardly blinked as they crossed the screen.
This is also the first time he had been able to hold a controller properly, not that he had that inclination and played very easily with both of his pinkies up off the handles of the controller. Best roommate ever, you know, unless someone was brave enough to try to talk to the scarred mess of skewed priorities.
Hot Spring Having heard of them from home, after sinking into the water, Tomura wondered why he hadn't ever done this before. The answer was an easy one, instantaneous in his head, but that was beside the point. He felt more relaxed here than he had in years anywhere. Anywhere. The people around him weren't as vexing and testing on his nerves and though he wasn't going to be the one to start a conversation, it certainly had crossed his mind. This was certainly something else entirely. It wasn't going to do anything for his existing injuries, but it relaxed sore muscles and was just over-all pleasant. If he couldn't do anything about getting home, he could at least plan for the future and nowhere better than getting his mind straight after he worked on his body. This was almost better than the game time that he hadn't done in a very long time.
The plan was to chill out here, relax, take a breather and head to the training grounds to find out what he was supposed to expect. But it was so nice. Just comfortable in the nice warm water. Maybe pruning in the water there a while longer wouldn't be so bad, especially where he was concerned.
Tomura Shigaraki | MHA | OTA
After collecting familiar objects from the unfamiliar shore where they had been neatly settled beside his feet, he took in his surroundings. One of the procured items had five fingers and familial ties and before he could place it as he always had, Shigaraki was asked to listen to... Something he could care less about as it turned out. He didn't care why he was here, he cared how to get back.
Just wait a second. They brought him here to save the world he was unceremoniously kidnapped from? No. No thank you. In fact, that would be the opposite if what— Then again. That was his world to destroy. For all the things that it had done, to him, what heroes represented and what the world itself deserved? Alright. He could play along if it meant he got back to tearing it apart piece by piece himself.
Standing far from the water's edge with cloak in hand, white locks in semi-wet waves down his skin, he slipped a disembodied hand in front of his face, slotting it into its normal place. That same wet hair got shuffled around so he could see through the fingers. Any other of the treasures he thought destroyed in the fight for Liberation were kept in one arm underneath the cloak. The warm clothing was something he appreciated deep down considering his state of undress and the want to maybe just be warm, not shirtless and annoyed.
For now though, for now. Horses? He can what the horses? Pet the horses? The last thing he ever put his hand on animal wise didn't go so well. Being told while he was looking at them that he could pet them was a little unnerving. His face didn't say as much, but the momentary hesitance to raise his hand despite looking like he wanted to was where it showed. Maybe for now just milling around with them, watching them pull carts while he gained the want to put his hand on the beast and ignore small items being tossed invisibly at his feet. That had been happening a lot and with all the other odd things around here linked to the people there, he chose to ignore it and concentrate on keeping the cloak tightly closed and watch majestic animals for the moment.
Inn Room
Someone left the gaming enthusiast with a room, a bed and a way to be anti-social the best way he knew how. Playing a game and ignoring whoever it was that just came through the door. Not that this man, whole as he is an actual adult, gave off the vibes of someone who was going to actually give the time of day. Just a slouched, leg-crossed, game-focused man who's red eyes hardly blinked as they crossed the screen.
This is also the first time he had been able to hold a controller properly, not that he had that inclination and played very easily with both of his pinkies up off the handles of the controller. Best roommate ever, you know, unless someone was brave enough to try to talk to the scarred mess of skewed priorities.
Hot Spring
Having heard of them from home, after sinking into the water, Tomura wondered why he hadn't ever done this before. The answer was an easy one, instantaneous in his head, but that was beside the point. He felt more relaxed here than he had in years anywhere. Anywhere. The people around him weren't as vexing and testing on his nerves and though he wasn't going to be the one to start a conversation, it certainly had crossed his mind. This was certainly something else entirely. It wasn't going to do anything for his existing injuries, but it relaxed sore muscles and was just over-all pleasant. If he couldn't do anything about getting home, he could at least plan for the future and nowhere better than getting his mind straight after he worked on his body. This was almost better than the game time that he hadn't done in a very long time.
The plan was to chill out here, relax, take a breather and head to the training grounds to find out what he was supposed to expect. But it was so nice. Just comfortable in the nice warm water. Maybe pruning in the water there a while longer wouldn't be so bad, especially where he was concerned.
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