Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2018 1:54:43 GMT -4
i wonder how many wishes a star can give
Good guys and bad guys. The age-old conflict between two parties resurfaced throughout fiction and fact. What began as a basis for his storybooks developed into the primary catalyst for emergent heroes and villains, and before he knew it, he too got swept up in this mad rush to broadcast his high moral ground. As a youth just cresting his teens, there was no greater satisfaction in life than to keep evil at bay and to keep peace within his city.
Kutsu tightened his hold around a mesh laundry bag full of plushies, letting their stuffed bodies bug out from underneath his arms. "I hope there are enough," he wondered aloud, closing the distance between him and the automatic hospital doors. Chemical scents filled his nostrils before the entrance could even slide to a close. After a quick check-in at the front desk, he directed himself down the halls.
Throwing down criminals was easy, it was just a matter of who could master their quirk the fastest. It was a race, admittedly one scattered with obstacles, so the route was predetermined. But when the villains were inside you, invisible and immune to reason, the new wave of do-gooders had to yield to the bustle of scrubs and white coats.
Pausing mid step, he let his gaze hop from one doctor to another, his question still trapped behind parted lips. "They're all so busy," came an exasperated sigh. All these adults with their eyes glued to whatever clipboard or equipment they had on hand.
After a few minutes of gawking like the lost child he was, the U.A. student zoomed in on a young but uniformed girl. She looked totally not busy. Seizing his chance, Kutsu marched up to her, his arms full of stuffed animals. "Excuse me, hi!" he chirped, absolutely beaming. "Do you know how to get to the children's ward?"
wc: 310
