Red Suit meet Red Horn (Kenshin)

Mia was glad to hear that Kenshin was willing to at least give it an honest shot, lifting her pitcher in salute of this. She knew it wasn’t perfect, but nothing was in this world. 3 years of not being a hero…or being an extra sneaky vigilante, and then Kenshin would be able to do it all out in the open. She actually chuckled a little as she remembered something and shook her head. “Just remember this, I’ve been hearing through the grapevine you students might have the potential to get provisional licenses, soooo, if a pro hero like me approved it, you might be able to do hero work after one year rather than 3…just think about it eh?~” She offered a sly wink as she sipped from her pitcher, definitely one to stick to her word on such matters, and more than happy to help someone like Kenshin out if he showed the dedication needed to get a provisional license in the first place. She was already willing to hide his vigilante work afterall, so why not help him be a hero before it was his time?

Her eyes dipped to the waitresses, she’d actually felt her pointed ears twitching to them murmuring something including her name, both her real one and her hero title, but she’d assumed it was just another table or something rather than three raving fangirls. Though, Mia said raving internally, and regardless she absolutely loved fangirls whatever their breed. A solid boost to her ego was never unwelcomed and she opened her arms, purposely putting on a mild bit of bulk in her arms as she opened herself up to their squeezing approach. “That’d be me girls! An autograph? My pleasure!” She stood up and rather confidently pulled the notepad one of the girls used to take notes out of her breast pocket, offering a sly wink and standing between the three of them casually using one of the pages to write her autograph. “I’m gonna guess you all want one each? Any special messages?~”

“Oh oh!” One of the exceptionally eager girls in the group chimed up and got in close, practically pressing herself into Mia’s bicep as she tried to watch Mia make the autograph. “C-can you put something cool? Like-“

Mia interrupted with a smirk as she begun writing. “To a pretty pretty fan.” She signed off with her name in english rather than Kanji, having trained to make her autograph interesting and the N at the end of Red Horn was drawn like the final line was her horn, with an angry eye made out of the rounded top of the first R. She tore out the pages of the notebook so the torn top would act as a sign of her more ferocious nature, handing it across before she finally started to write the next one, smirking to Kenshin who likely sat their bored, gesturing to him as she wrote the next one and spoke.

“Ya know girls, this guy here just helped me take down my last set of criminals. Bloody OWNED this four armed creep trying to rob some old lass’s jewellery store...I’m sure he wouldn’t mind recounting the tale.~” She shot Kenshin a smirk as she hoped the fangirls would react well to her inciting words.


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Mia was glad she could make the girl’s day, and having such enthusiastic fans was certainly a boost to her own ego, which she was never ever against. Signing the last two their autographs, personalizing each of their messages a little (even if she’d possibly used the same words before in autographs in the past, though really there were only so many combinations of the English language in existance. Or the Japanese language for that matter. With all 3 girls holding her name on a torn-edged piece of notebook paper, Mia casually slid the notebook itself back into the girl’s breast pocket with a smirk and moved to sit next to Kenshin as they all eagerly gathered around to hear his version of events.

Presumably it started as it should with him spotting Mia chasing down the goons across the park, something Mia was maybe hyping up a little in her head from the hectic chase it had been where she was lagging behind, but whatever version Kenshin told, she wouldn’t interrupt, UNTIL the kid seemed like he was about to mention himself entering the scene. Hooking an arm around the back of his neck to both catch him off guard and express comradery between the two, she interrupted him in a way aimed to both hype him up even more and hide his true identity from the girls, just incase any of them blabbed and got him in trouble.

“Yeah he saw me a ways off, and he moved faster than I thought any kid could without a quirk! I dunno what gave him the balls but he rushed into the face of the toad guy and suddenly I was able to close the distance. The guy with eye beams blasted me with this ray that nearly burned my arm-“ She exaggerated, the beam really doing little more than give her a sensation similar to a very bad case of pins and needles where it had struck her skin so openly. “But while I was handling him and distracted, this guy here was a total badass! He rushed into the 6 armed dude and was duckin’ and weavin’ like a trained expert. Before I knew it battle toad dude was down for the count and I hadn’t even gotten to see most of the fight!” Sure it was all technically a lie, but as Mia shot Kenshin a look, she hoped he’d understand she was just trying to keep him safe by lying about the fact he’d not used his quirk. Afterall, stopping criminals was technically legal, so long as you didn’t use your quirk to enact the force needed.

Still she beefed him up a little more, holding the sides of his arms and practically presenting him to the girls. Odds were in her favour that at least one of them was gay, but they lay somewhere between her age and Kenshin’s own, so she was much more eager to give their attention to them. “I’m tellin’ ya ladies. This kid’s a proper hero in the making. Takin’ down a guy like that without a quirk? Doubt even I was that badass at his age!~”


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Mia snickered a little to herself as she watched Kenshin handle his new little fans. Odds were that the girls wouldn’t remember him for too long despite their words, but the young one would probably have him on the brain for a few weeks at least especially with that autograph. Mia herself used the chance of Kenshin writing down his name to let her eyes wash over the girls, wondering which one of them still had an eye on her. One of them briefly glanced her way, but didn’t look her in the eye. Instead Mia caught her glancing at her own Bicep before looking away with a blush, Mia making a mental note it was the one with the green hair who had a thing for her. Assuming the other two didn’t too of course. She didn’t dare speak up about it right now, but she made a note incase she ever wanted to come back.

She was brought back to reality by Kenshin’s question, looking to the boy and realizing he was talking to her, chuckling and shaking her head as she leaned along the back of his seat, eyeing the autograph he was making and watching how he did. “Eeeeh here in Japan I get this like, once a week at least. Not too often, but once a week at the very least. Also gotta deal with asshole quirkests who think I represent everything wrong with the world though so there is that.” She ruffled Kenshin’s hair playfully as he handed off the autograph to his new fan, smirking nice and bright as she added. “Loooads better than back in Texas though. The closes I got to celebrity treatment was people throwing bibles at me when they were calling me a demon or a devil child. This is muuuch better.”


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Mia snickered as he called the Texans who’d bullied her in her younger years stupid idiots. Yeah they were, and to be honest even with her slight bit of pride for where she grew up she couldn’t defend them, even to herself. She realized more and more since she moved all the pride she thought she felt for her home state was actually just pride in the people she enjoyed there, and that was mainly her family, and someone she considered family, her old mentor Hughard, and he still visited her from time to time. She raised a finger as he implied the joke was on them though, shaking her head with a smirk behind it. “Hold up kid. Ya never rub it in the face of your haters too early. Far as I’m concerned, right now, they ain’t got anything to see in me that’s gonna make them feel like idiots. Right now I ain’t even on the hero ranking boards. BUT.” She clenched her fist tight, and pumped it into herself, her grin much bigger, and buffing herself up a little to show her determination, her tusks extending a little bit over her top lip even as she grinned so wide. “When I’m number one? That’s when I let those buggers know they had it wrong about me! Cause then they’ll really have a punch to the gut realizing what I’ve made of myself despite them!”

Mia wasn’t a spiteful girl by any means, but by hell, was it gonna be a good day, picturing the faces of those who supported her, and those who hated her, when she hit number 1.

Turning her eyes to the waitress, she chuckled a little and offered her a smile, her muscles rapidly going back down to her more relaxed state. “Aw thanks hun. I dunno about the whole beautiful think, I more like to think-…” She gestured loosely with her right hand as she tried to think of a word, before brushing her thumb against her jawline with a cheeky smirk. “Dashing.~” She offered a brief wink at that, and she was pretty sure one of the girls briefly got light headed. Sadly, her mini-fandom couldn’t go on forever, the oldest of the girls clearing her throat and turning to the other girls.

“C-come on girls. We shouldn’t bother Red Horn too much, and we have other customers to see to!” She nodded her head with a little ‘huff’ sound, and the two other girls quickly sharpened up, Mia chuckling a little and waving them off as they went to finally serve their other tables. She’d have to remember to come here to celebrate some big crime stopping or something in the future, given how eager the girls where as fans it’d probably act as just the ego stroke she needed after such an act.

Still, she was here to meet the kid beside her, and giving him some room just to let him feel more comfortable, when his phone rang. Mia pulled back a little, but held her hands up when he said he needed to take the call, more than willing to give him his privacy. “Don’t you worry about it kid, I’ll be quiet.”

Or so she would have been, if Kenshin hadn’t have made it very clear he was talking to his mother. With a shit eating grin, he rounded up over his shoulder, rather loudly talking across Kenshin’s face and towards the receiver, loud enough to likely be heard but not so loud it would have hurt Kenshin’s ears. “Hey Kenshin’s mom! Your kid ain’t even asked for my autograph yet! Very naughty of him!” She chuckled and giggled to herself, showing a bit of her more jock-ish kinda humor as she tried to keep talking down the line and interrupting his call. “He had three girls all over him a second ago! You gotta sort him out!”


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Mia snickered as the mom started replying, Kenshin presumably putting her on speaker phone so Mia could hear what was being said. She definitely sounded sweetly protective, kinda like her own mother had been before she realized Mia could handle herself better than most. Kinda like how she was now with Mia’s brother Mark. Poor little bother, ever the runt of the litter. Still, Mia was sweet enough to pull it back while still teasing Kenshin a little. “Don’t worry mrs Kenshin’s mom your kid is in good hands.~” She offered a cheeky wink to Kenshin before letting him majorly hold the conversation with his mother, resting back in her seat. When he said he should be going soon, Mia couldn’t deny that. It was still mid-early noon, but for some kids that could be a little late to be out alone, especially if the kid lived far away.

“Yeah no worries. I should start moving myself. I mean even if I’m able to leap meters at a time, I still need some time to get across town…got a shift on a stake out I gotta get to. Gonna be a boring night most likely but hey, ya never know. Gotta keep a vigilante eye and all.” She offered a light smile before starting to get up, stopping herself as he asked his last request. Snickering a little, she sat back down and started looking around for something to write on, still having a pen from the waitresses, but not the notepad. “Er…Napkin do? OH!” Changing her mind, she reached deep into her pocket and pulling out a small card, clearly a business card for her offices, with her number and the address of her office. She signed the empty back of it nice and clearly, before offering it across between her two fingers. “There. Ya can even call me with it if ya see anything you can’t handle on your own. Not that I think ya will. Ya definitely got skill kid.~”