Post by Mia Kearney on Dec 9, 2020 8:44:19 GMT -4
Mia shook her head with a light scoff as she heard the officers talk to Angel. Sure, now and then she got a nice cop or someone who liked her style, but she was a lot more used to the hardasses who either hated her personal methods, or just hated quirked heroes in general stealing their thunder. It was nice to see the kid was getting the nicer end of the stick though. Whether that would last throughout their career or not was yet to be seen but… well the kid did do good work. Same reason she wasn’t hiding the praise is the kid did deserve a good word once in a while, at least when they didn’t feel like they were digging for it.
“Well you’re auntie sounds a lot smarter than me. I woulda just described what happened as ‘metal boxing gloves make the enemy go durrrrr-!’” She snickered at her likely very out of date use of an old meme, shaking her head as she chuckled more at herself than the joke itself. She may have done the bandages a little tight, but any hurt that caused was by no means intentional. She pretty much was just used to rush jobs to make sure someone didn’t bleed out while she got them out of a rescue situation, or tying up her own wounds so she could keep fighting. Something more delicate like this wasn’t something she was too used to, but it was better than Angel doing it herself with how much her hands could be shaking with this.
“Heh, no popcorn I promise. Most I had to snack on was the view. “ She teased playfully, speaking more about the fight of course. She wasn’t about to sexually harass a teen, especially with all the seminars the hero association made her go through in the early days of her Japanese career. With the work done, she rose back up to her full height, dusting her hands off and hearing Angel’s request, glancing back to the mostly cleaned up mess.
“Eh, sure. I got this here. Since you’re an apprentice check your emails later for the paperwork ya gotta do, but you can head home. I got the rest. Oh and…” She pulled out her phone, sending off a quick text and showing it to Angel. It was sent to the principal. “There, you got permission from me on record to use your wings till you get back to UA. If you want to, I mean, I can always call you a cab!~” She chuckled a little.
About to turn back to the clean up and sign some initial paperwork for the cops, she paused at the offer to join her for milkshakes, shaking her head with a smile. “Ah I appreciate the offer kid but I prefer a stiff drink. Maybe when you can enjoy that we can go out to a bar or sumthin’. Enjoy the trip home though, I’ll call ya again if somethin’ like this comes up!”
“Well you’re auntie sounds a lot smarter than me. I woulda just described what happened as ‘metal boxing gloves make the enemy go durrrrr-!’” She snickered at her likely very out of date use of an old meme, shaking her head as she chuckled more at herself than the joke itself. She may have done the bandages a little tight, but any hurt that caused was by no means intentional. She pretty much was just used to rush jobs to make sure someone didn’t bleed out while she got them out of a rescue situation, or tying up her own wounds so she could keep fighting. Something more delicate like this wasn’t something she was too used to, but it was better than Angel doing it herself with how much her hands could be shaking with this.
“Heh, no popcorn I promise. Most I had to snack on was the view. “ She teased playfully, speaking more about the fight of course. She wasn’t about to sexually harass a teen, especially with all the seminars the hero association made her go through in the early days of her Japanese career. With the work done, she rose back up to her full height, dusting her hands off and hearing Angel’s request, glancing back to the mostly cleaned up mess.
“Eh, sure. I got this here. Since you’re an apprentice check your emails later for the paperwork ya gotta do, but you can head home. I got the rest. Oh and…” She pulled out her phone, sending off a quick text and showing it to Angel. It was sent to the principal. “There, you got permission from me on record to use your wings till you get back to UA. If you want to, I mean, I can always call you a cab!~” She chuckled a little.
About to turn back to the clean up and sign some initial paperwork for the cops, she paused at the offer to join her for milkshakes, shaking her head with a smile. “Ah I appreciate the offer kid but I prefer a stiff drink. Maybe when you can enjoy that we can go out to a bar or sumthin’. Enjoy the trip home though, I’ll call ya again if somethin’ like this comes up!”