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« Great Explosion Murder God » 💥 Dynamight 💥 TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTION Katsuki Bakugou ✦ My Hero Academia
RESIDENCE ✦ Bakugou / Midoriya Residence
GEMBOND ✦ Ruby
"Katsuki Bakugo. Make it fast or hang the fuck up."

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[defendure]

I guess that makes sense. The decor is pretty upscale...

[ Izuku's scanning the pictures. Ah... ]

These two...the loner is here in this one, but then in the second...

[blastedass]

It's like a fancy ass parlor.

[Something you'd see in an upscale hotel dining room.

Katsuki leans over tot he pictures.]

Ghost fucker?

[defendure]

He's leaving the room in the first one, but in the second he's there with everyone.

[ So... ]

Based on the layout, they had to have been coming either here or the foyer.

[blastedass]

And no one died in the first two rooms... This one's the largest, with the most place to move around and hide the kill... though doing it in the smaller room would be smart too.

[Hide a tree in a forest.]

I think it's the larger room. It would've been in disarray if people ran here after a murder in the third room.

[defendure]

I think so too. Now that we know...should we recheck the larger room?

[ Maybe for something they missed. ]

[blastedass]

[Katsuki pushes himself up.]

Let's go. You already checked all the chairs and the seats. I did the shelves and the items. Asides from the walls and floor, think we missed anything else?

[defendure]

There was that big rug...we didn't check under it.

[blastedass]

Fuck, seriously?

[Why the hell did he miss that?! Katsuki heads back into the room and clears the chairs and whatever else is on the rug.]

Get that end.

[defendure]

I didn't notice until you said "floor".

[ Izuku grips the other end, though, and helps peel it back. ]

[blastedass]

[Izuku can peel; Katsuki's doing the grab and yank/haul to drag the rug away from the floor below. Anything from a trap door to a fucking body could be under there (don't ask how a body is under a flat rug). Maybe even a key or paper.]

[defendure]

[ Pick: fake blood stains or a trap door. Because if it's a trap door...the crime scene can be down there, complete with fake crime scene clues? ]

[blastedass]

[Fucking trap door, fucker! Katsuki goes from a split second surprise to rolling his eyes at the cliche (and irritation it took them this long to find the damn thing) and finally to an eager grin as he quickly starts checking for a way to get the trap door open.]

[defendure]

[ Looks like a simple lock. Combination again...Izuku shuffles through their files, huming. ]

[blastedass]

[Katsuki glares at the lock. If he could just blast the fucking thing open...]

Tell me what numbers to put in.

[defendure]

[ Please do not get them kicked out, Kacchan. ]

7-8-5-3.

[blastedass]

[He's NOT blowing anything up, dammit! But he is doing the combination when Izuku reads it out, keeping his ear close like he can hear it. (He can't hear shit useful, but it keeps the theme going.)]

[defendure]

[ Honestly, Izuku appreciates the roleplay. Once they're in...it looks more like a (fake) murder scene down there for sure! ]

[blastedass]

[Katsuki pulls a face at that one instantly.]

Whoa. This guy's a fucking nut.

[defendure]

Whoa! It's all so detailed!

[ He...he thinks it's neat. ]

[blastedass]

Hey. [Shit grin right over there.] Lick the blood. See if it's jam.

[Have a bit of grade-school bully back.]

[defendure]

Wha - Kacchan, we don't even know that it's edible! You taste it!

[ Or better yet neither of them does? ]

[blastedass]

Fuck no! You think I'm an idiot?

[Says the guy who just told Izuku to.

He's still gonna dip the end of the pen in the red to see if it's even liquid.]

[defendure]

[ It is! Gross. ]

I'm kinda surprised there isn't a full fake body.

[blastedass]

[He momentarily wonders if they'll ever see something like this in real life. As heroes. Nothing promises they'll be able to live without the ugly and gross.

Katsuki shoves the thoughts away.]

Maybe it's waiting to drop out of the ceiling.

[defendure]

[ Very probably they might. Izuku isn't thinking about that, although he is eyeing the ceiling nervously. ]

Don't even joke, Kacchan.