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He seemed shocked, and probably for good reason. It's not every day someone tore their teeth out to make keys. To her, it was just something easy for her. She just reshaped her bone, and if she needed something small, it was easy to turn her teeth into objects. With all of the excess calories, she could burn it off for the perfect figure. All she needed to do was release the energy some way to burn it off. The easiest form? Growing her teeth. With it they came jagged and often had nearly double the amount of teeth. That is, unless she removed them regularly. She had made small buttons and other things with them, a key was child's play to her.

She would reach into her mouth to remove the bandage. "Well uh," she began, unsure of how to really start a conversation. "Should I... go to sleep now?" she would ask, "Or should we get to know each other?" It was a valid question to know the person you were living with. "I mean we just met, so we should maybe learn more about who the other is?"

Anything outside of self interest was foreign territory for her. But for now, she was going to play the game that was presented to her. For now, she would comply.

She cupped her hands in her lap as she wondered how much to share with him. There was no reason for her to hide her past, nor any reason to distrust him. But there wasn't much reason to really explain that much to him either. In any case, he had fed her, and had cared thus far. There was no reason for her to play her games. It was time to be honest. Besides, she hated lying to herself the most.

"It's not that I'm tired, I'm just used to sleeping when I don't have much to say." she would say. "My name is Kasey, but it's not my real name. I don't remember what it is anymore." she would begin, at least for a bit. There was no reason to touch every part of her tale.

"I remember reading it somewhere, and I thought it was pretty, so I kept it as my own. I don't remember my family name either, or even if they exist. So I used Setsuna's name as my surname." She'd give a light laugh, as if to convince herself it was a good time. As if it was better now. "All I remember is living on the streets always struggling to find something to eat. I got used to eating anything I could, even rocks sometimes just to feel full. I didn't know my quirk then, to me Setsuna was just a voice in my head." She would lean forward to pick up one of the keys, turning it in her hand, looking at it from all sides. "I can basically use my body, or well, Setsuna can use my body to make anything I need, at the cost of actually like reshaping my body. Everything still hurts the same. I'm just used to it now I guess. I'll get a tarp or something if I need to make something, so I don't stain the floor."

Even for her, those last words were strange to hear.

She paid him no mind to his past. Everyone's road was different. Sometimes you merged into a different path, and sometimes you circle back. But everyone has a different destination. And some people go along with your journey. After all, not all roads end at the same time.

She nodded along as she listened, humming quietly as if to signify she was paying attention to him. It seemed to be an equal trade of information, and with that she felt inclined to give more about herself, as both of them were fanning out the small details. He talked of his villainhood, as well as his work as a vigilante.

"I'll match your secret." she would say. "A man offered to feed and house me, when I was on the streets. I took it, hoping to get fed, and I did. But they experimented on me, trying to either steal my quirk or manifest his true power." She paused for a few seconds, having a flashback of all of their faces. She relived all of those years, again, in just a few seconds. "So I told them that if they got me better food, he would get stronger. They did. And it was the truth. So, I burned down the lab and killed them." She smiled, leaning back in the chair, as if saying it lifted a weight off of her. "All of them are dead. I went back to check. Afterwards I took everything worth money and sold it. But it didn't last forever and it won't. So I have my money from all of that, plus all of the jobs I work. Food for me, is easy to come by, but I need to burn my calories. If I don't then I'll just grow too much, so I need to burn enough every day, so that's why I work back to back jobs." She gave a little laugh, even though none of it was funny. "The academy is a big place. If I get a job there as a janitor, I'll always be busy, then I'll never have to get odd jobs anymore."

And so she let it all out. "But there, now you have one of my secrets. If you don't report me, I won't report you." She was nothing more than a nameless civilian. At least, for now.

Could a child be fined for crimes she committed to protect herself? She was a slave to science. She would not allow anyone else to face the same pain. As far as she was concerned, G was helping her in her goal. Having him around to see what other evils was well to her benefit. Perhaps she would even go as far to aid him one day, but not now. Not soon.

She would extend her hand to shake his. They had made several deals this night, and seeing as he was an insomniac, he would not sleep soon. She had a few jobs she still worked for, and all of them paid well. Perhaps with enough time spent, she would have no more than two jobs in the near future. But that was something she had to figure out. Soon, all of her part time jobs would serve out, and she would be lost and unemployed, for a bit at least. But that was for later to think about.

"Oh, so you do have a family." she would say. It must have been destiny that she found this man. Perhaps for now, their goals would align. For now.

"You'll never leave this place." Setsuna would say, mocking her from the safety of her mind. "Even if you walk out, you'll be tied here."

"So that's why you live so close. . . " she said to herself, wondering about the truth. "Alright, then when I get my job at UA, I'll check up on her." she would say, "You have a record, I doubt they'll let you close, no matter how reformed, but they don't know about me. Plus I work everywhere. I'm sure I can get in, then you'll have one less thing to worry about, and I'll have one more job to do."

Family. It was a strange word to her that meant almost nothing to her, but everything to everyone else. She just didn't understand the concept. There was nothing tying her to anyone else. Except. . .

He embraced her, to which she would not fight. It was warm, almost comforting. Almost. But not quite. For now, it was just human kindness, another thing she was blind towards. "Well, I guess for now, you're all the family I got." she said it, without thinking much of her word choice. He would let go and she would scoot to the side, away from the man. There was much to say, but perhaps in moments.

"Tomorrow I'm going to go back home to collect the rest of the stuff I have left. So tomorrow we can talk about everything else. Maybe even our quirks." She opened her eyes wide at her last words. She reached to the bandages and begun to wrap it around her, her right hand stopping at her spine.

"For the next time you go out tonight." she would say, making a face, sticking her tongue out, as if she was reaching somewhere blindly. . . and she was. With one of the disks in her spine, an extra would grow, only to duplicate itself into four circles. They would shrink in size as Kasey begun to rip into her flesh. One of the round edges would split her skin, allowing the object to exit her body. She held it in her hands as she would bring it around her. While it was a part of her, she had focused on it to allow it to harden, while still being able to flex ever slightly.

She would continue to wrap herself, keeping the rest of his house clean, already disregarding her dress. "It's not much, but it's one of the easier things I can make." she would finish wrapping under her dress, her stomach exposed as she did so, until she used it to wipe the blood from his gift.

She would hold her hand out to him, to allow him to take it from her palm. It was brass knuckles, but made of bone. Based on her guess of his hands from seeing them basically all day, as well as being so close to him now, it would be nearly perfect, fit for his hand. And if it was a little off, it would flex a bit so it would not break in his grip, nor when used.

"So whatever villains you punch in the face, I can say I punched too." she would tell him. And if there wasn't more to say, she would go to bed.

"Yeah, well, good luck then." she would say, getting up. She would take a step to her room, only to turn around and make a light job to the kitchen table to grab the entire brick of cheese. She would then make her way to her own room, only to stop in the doorway. She would take a bite out of the cheese, leaning her back against the doorway. She thought about it. In her life, all of her part time jobs would soon expire. Soon she would be left trying to manage. But if everything went to her plan, maybe a job at the school would be the prefect thing for both her, and him.

She chewed her food, contemplating to leave her jobs early, or to work them out. It was only a few months. And with him, she had at least one more to go. She stepped into her room, reaching to the door to close it behind her. She would stop just as she touched it.

"Well, goodnight mista G. Be safe tonight." and she would swing the door closed, but it would not shut. She would finish the rest of the cheese in a final large inhuman bite as she vanished into her room. And she would fall facedown onto her bed, not even bothering to make use of the blankets. And as soon as she felt the warmed of the sheets. . .

She would fall asleep

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