Plaza Patrols [Tyson]

Tip tap tap. The sound of paws scratching the ground could be heard coming from behind the Police Hero.

"Ah, so I ain't alone in this." A rather young and spry voice playfully commented, a very distinct hint of mischief under the lines as the Pro her known as Blacktooth made his presence known. Fluffly black fur covering up his humanoid yet canine body, piercing yellow eyez, actual piercings on his right ear. Yep. That was him alright. Aside from the ash gray light battle armor with yellow highlights being another dead giveaway.

With his tail dusting off the floor at a rather slow pace, the wolf stopped once he had reached a spot sufficient to give the cop a look over. The hero grinned.

"Well well. If I knew I'd be treated to this while on the job I'd have come sooner." He playfully commented with a cocky smirk plastered on his face. "We don't get cute police girls in England..."

A chuckle, then he offered his righ hand for a shake.

"Blacktooth, reporting for duty!"

He was ready to fight teeth and nails to get Nanako under control. However, it seemed that his assignment for the day would be a simple patrol job. Hopefully it'd go smoothly and without too many hussles.

Typical Blue suit. Always professional well a little good manners wouldn't hurt. The wolf shook the lady's hand, making sure to not stain her with his coal. Aside from being rude it wouldn't convey a great message. If people knew that his silky soft and black fur was actually because of minute coal particles they'd start saying he had bad hygiene. Even more so if they knew his fur color was actually white.

Tyson snickered, pulling op an earpiece and sticking it inside his left ear when prompted about comms. It also had a mini microphone integrated with it. Pretty high tech stuff, courtesy of of NSD...aka his hero agency. He gave her a thumbs up showing he had her on frequency. "Mic check, Mic check."

With that, they set off to their patrol stroll. "Ebonnie uh? Weird codename, but I kinda see the reason behind it." Another snicker. It seemed that the Englishman was always quite playful.

"How long have I been a hero? Hm...hard to say. Lotsa work and training. Everything is kind of blurry. I'm not as experienced as others but I am not fresh outta the academy either. I'm...right in the middle. A hero in his prime!" Yet another chuckle. "Patrol route doesn't seem too bumpy, but I am going to ask anyway. I've read your quirk of documents yadda yadda but let's be honest here...most of that stuff in there is stupidly underplayed. If we are going to engage bad guys, although I find that unlikely, perhaps it's better if we see our quirks' interactions. I'd be bad if someone like me would let meanies do harm to you now, eh, Sunshine?"

"First of all, I'm gonna lose years of my life if you keep calling me sir. Tyson's fine. Blacktooth if you need the codename. For all I care you can call me Blacky too." The wolf replied with a chuckle. He never was one for formalities and he never really cared for titles or any thing like that. He sure as hell wasn't going to start now of all times.

"So, you summon cubes. Hm. Weirdly interesting. As for me, you might already know my quirk's called Coal Body. It's quite self explanantory, wouldn't you think? Now watch out, Sunshine, I don't wanna ruin ya surprise."

Tyson's fur seemingly fluffed up... and then super fine dust began shrowding around the two. "I control coal. My body produces it instead of sweating. While it's no different than black powder I can shape it and move it as I wish." More and more cloud lifted off the hero's fur, shrowding the two in a sphere of thick coal dust. At the center of it all, Tyson snickered.

The black cloud was all round them in a matter of seconds, showing off just how much substance Tyson was able to move around with relative ease. There were liters and liters of it.As the last spec of dust lifted off of Tyson's body, the once black wolf was left with a completely different look. "Shocker uh? A hero named Blacktooth has his natural fur color as white as snow." He twirled on the spot to get her a good look, before jockingly booping her nose. "But this is a secrent between us now, eh, Sunshine? Good thing no one can see us all that well from the outside. Perhaps it's the time to ask for a kiss?" He told her with a cocky smirk on his muzzle. Man he was extra playful today. Perhaps it was his partner's fault. She was surely ay friendlier than most cops he had met.

A few moments passed and the coal shrowd then proceded to recede back onto the hero's body, darkening his fur back to the shiny black he had presented himself with.

"Obviously, while I'm immune to breathing my own dust in...my opponents aren't so lucky. Moreover, black lung is the least of their problems."

He snapped his fingers, allowing a minute amount of coal powder to ignite and produce a bright orange flame and white smoke. "My coal's about as volatile as gunpowder. Pretty sure you can put two and two together and figure out the rest of what my quirk can do, am I right?"

With the lesson over, the hero focused on looking forward. Hands on the back of his head as he gazed about distracted, he mumbled. "Well, you got defense and I have offense. Looks like we're a match made in heaven."

Tyson chuckled. "Well well, you ain't so tight up as I originally thought." He stated. "We barely met and we are already at team names uh? Hm...how about...Team...uuuh..."

Well, that was harder than he thought. Coming up with a team name out of the blue was complicated. Let's see. He was Blacktooth and she was Ebonnie. both were dealing with black stuff, be it coal or obsidian looking cubes. A few similarities for sure, but also alot of differeces. His quirk was highly offensive, while her cubes seemed more suited to defend. As a side thought, their quirks really seemed to be working quite well in tandem. No wonder they had been choosen to team up in the first place.

The wolf grinned. "How about Black Knights? Cause you know. black cubes and black coal." He threw it up there. It'd be actually quite ironic. Knights in black armor were usually regarded as evildoes in most fairytales and boy did Blacktooth enjoy some irony.

He kept walking at a slow pace, seemingly uncaring for his surroundings. He was intersted in his partner more than the boring old nanako. He liked her. She was petite, but incredibly well behaved. It was almost a breath of fresh air compared to all the other disgruntled cops he was used to work with. The black jackal's right ear twitched lightly as he mulled over his proposition for their team name.

"So, what do you think we should call ourselves, Sunshine?" He teased, casually moving his hand paw to hold her own hand. He'd give her but a gentle squeeze to get her attention and signaled her the movement he had spotted in the back alleys through the motions of his eyes. IT was a brief glance, but he was more than sure that his new partner would get the gist. His senses were slightly more sharp than a normal human, even though he didn't doubt her training for a moment.

"It's hard to think of cool sounding names on the blue eh?" He played it off like nothing had happened. He liked to study the situation at hand before engaging in combat.