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"Katsuki Bakugo. Make it fast or hang the fuck up."

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[ Kirishima is a sucky liar so Bakugou can understand he's being sincere about what he says, as Kirishima almost always is. Todoroki really has improved and he beats Kirishima to making breakfast most days. beyond that? Hard to say. Kirishima just assumes Bakugou does the breakfast most days in his own household just because he's usually up so early, when he cares to. He now thinks of Bakugou when his morning eggs don't have shells in them. Anyway.

Oh! Tonight?

[ Kirishima's certainly curious. He likes sports games even if he isn't a consistent fan of anything in particular beyond Quirk competitions, especially in Noctium. This is the first real game he's heard of. ]

Oh man, though, let's do it! I'm up for showin' you my skills at any other place than your rock wall! Unless you've got some sorta thing that randomzes it? Wouldn't be fair to compete against you on your home turf!

[blastedass]

[That's a fault and a perk for Kirishima. One of the reasons Bakugou trusts him as much as he does, and feels comfortable around him. Even if his eternal optimism and friendliness can sometimes piss him off. And yeah, he's right in assuming Bakugou's up first. He keeps to his routine and schedule, though occasionally Izuku'll be up with him cause he couldn't sleep or because he wants to go running with the blonde in the cool of the morning. Depends.

Least they don't have shells in their eggs.]

Uh-huh.

[He smirks at the mention of his "home turf" when it comes to the rock walls.]

What, you work there and don't take advantage of trying the shit out? Lame.

[Bakugou occasionally catches some competitions or games at the coliseum, watching it from home or going to the place with a companion. Rare. But it's not bad at all and he can get swept up in the competitiveness. Not that he had much interest in them at home due to Quirks, but here... shit happens.]

Whatever you think you can give me a decent challenge at, bring it the fuck on, Shitty Hair.

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[ Kirishima doesn't hold softness against Bakugou, really. If he addresses it, he praises it, if he even mentions it at all. Sure, he's gonna tease his friend about going to bed early, but here he is, reveling in the afternoon and his friend's regard. He's not expecting lunch but he's definitely happy to step beyond his friend's gate into luch time. ]

Tsh. You think so? I got a place to set the record straight, dude. Don't think I don't have resources.

[ If you don't think he's been living his gregarious life thinking about his stupidly introverted friend, you'd be dumb. Of course Kirishima's been thinking about cool things he and Bakugou could do besides simply beating each other's asses in training (which was always a reliable and beloved option, to be fair). ]

But right now, let's go in. I like the green around here! Man, I'm so stoked for spring! I hope it's gonna be as good as winter was fucked up when I got here.

[blastedass]

[He's basically walked himself into lunch, so that's happening. Lunch. Drinks. Arcade. Possible sports game. Dinner if it happens. Who the fuck knows what else? Bakugou's getting a few rushes of nostalgia simply by being around Kirishima and getting the chance to be alone with him like they used to do. Just, without the studying and banging his head with paper sort of things.]

Oh yeah? Then why don't you take me there and do your worst to set it.

[Bakugou's the naturally competitive and challenging kind, so if Kirishima's going to lay down an idea he thinks he can beat the explosive blonde at, then hell yes he's gonna go for it! Shitty Hair might not want to clash against Bakugou on his own turf, but Blasty McSplode over here is more than happy to rip someone a new on right on their front porch!]

180, idiot. [First he says go out, now he says go in. Bakugou tilts his head towards his house to silently invite Kirishima inside and heads in with him, leaving his slips by the door.] So far it isn't blowing up. Though all that dream shit over in the other island's weird as hell.

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Well... I figured you could open your present and decide if you're leaving it here first?

[ Instead of carrying a box around with them to various activities, up to and including throwing down on a rock wall. Kirishima has certainly gone from an amateur to more of a novice at such climbing things, but he may be overestimating his abilities and Bakugou might not lose to a man in floppy, red sandals today. Maybe one day when the redhead could have more control over this wind gift he's been given...

Anyway, Kirishima steps out of the aforementioned Krooks and into house slippers easily, demonstrating the shoe's relative superiority in comfort. Bakugou gets a furrowed brow. ]

What dream stuff?

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[That gets an arched brow and Bakugou looks at the box under Kirishima's arm. Okay, now even more curious.]

All right.

[He heads for the living room so Kirishima can set the item down.]

Want something to drink or snack on?

[Might as well be a semi-decent host since the guy came all the way over here. Yeah, he definitely doesn't want to try and keep track of that box while they're going around town for arcade activities and grabbing a possible game later with lunch opening up the entire trip. (If Kirishima's only got those sandals on, then they can definitely do rock climbing another day.)

He shrugs his shoulders at the question as he makes for the kitchen.]

There's been reports of people experiencing weird fucking dreams recently. Thought it was contained to that island earlier on, but... fucking leaking out of there by now.

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Just water's good.

[ He'll save room for whatever they want to do for lunch... unless Bakugou decides to snack on something, in which case Kirishima's liable to try and steal a piece. That's annoying friendship privileges, or at least he thinks so.

The gift box gets settled down on the coffee table or the sofa while Kirishima goes to check in on the fish. ]

What kinda weird dreams?

[ Yes, he is raising his voice to keep the conversation going between rooms. Naturally someone like Kirishima's first thought on 'weird dream' is jumping onto a giant pork bun like a trampoline or something and that doesn't sound so bad. But Noctium is teaching him not to trust like that. ]

[blastedass]

Head's up.

[Before sending a cold water bottle sailing across the room towards Kirishima. Test the reflexes while he's at it. It's just around lunch, so he hasn't eaten anything since breakfast. And they're planning on heading out to lunch as well, so likely won't be snacking on something in the meantime.

Mighty Fish and Almighty Fish are doing just fine, still as vigorous (Mighty) and stoic (Almighty) as ever. They seem to recognize Kirishima again and swim over to follow him. Feed them if you like. Food's down below.]

Depends. Sometimes it's seeing scenes from back home, meeting people from there. Others get fucking nightmares and can't wake up from it.

[At least these things in Noctium come in waves, so they should be free of it at the turn of the month.]

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[ He is indeed in the process of feeding the fish when Bakugou leans out of the kitchen. If the reflex test was to see if he'd body-block for the fish tank and take the bottle to the chest before punting it towards the couch in an attempt to catch it with his foot, then yes, Kirishima's reflexes are on point. He moves to go pick it up, frowning. ]

That's what the medicine out of Sumar was for, huh? Well hopefully here they've got some saved over. Wonder why it's bleeding in unless it's contagious.

[ Sitting on the sofa, he watches the fish vie for their food. ]

[blastedass]

[He was going for a catch, but almost freaked out when he saw the bottle leave his hand and Kirishima was RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE FUCKING FISH TANK! Instead of the worst, the other hero shows off a mixture of reflex and dexterity that leaves Bakugou snorting in amusement (okay, that was kinda hot too) before going back into the kitchen for his own drink. The fish eat happily, not even recognizing their finny lives got saved just now.]

Yeah. Deku and I delivered a few. That place was fucked up... Dunno what's worse, having some sex monster invade your dreams and do perverted shit or having nightmares you can't wake up from.

[Bakugou drops on the couch and uncaps a water for himself, kicking his foot up on the edge of the coffee table.]

Probably something to do with Malachite. Usually does.

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[ A fish tank as big as this one might not have broken getting beaned from a plastic ( or whatever this world uses ) water bottle, but they'll never have to find out or give the fish trauma from this particular incident.

Kirishima awkwardly rubs the back of his neck. ]

Well I've already had a couple nightmares I couldn't wake up from... [ It's called reality, though the recent incident of an unmade future now seems like it could be classified as a dream. ] At this point, I'd try the sex monster if I had to pick.

[ He huffs, mostly because he can't believe something that ridiculous just came out of his mouth. ]

It's gotta be a nightmare that everything you do might affect a billion other people at any time. Wonder if that's what he goes through.

[blastedass]

[Probably a true comment, considering Izuku and Bakugou live at the residence and yeah... Their Quirks can be pretty destructive. Strong ass fish tank. Still doesn't counter growing up reactions to a bottle flying towards what looks like glass. Thanks for the save, Kiri.]

Hmph. Not the first one.

[He and Kirishima were together in one of those damn nightmares. Having to get that blue thing and out of there to get back to reality. Fucking headtrip. Bakugou arches a brow at the comment and smirks at him.]

Guess I'll have to visit you at the end of the month then.

[Well, not "him" in that sense, but he's got a "sex monster" side of him whenever the devil wakes up. Bakugou still dislikes that bastard, but he's not evil.]

No idea. He didn't give a shit when he used his powers originally. Seems like he's starting to get a fucking conscience now.

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[ That's what heroes do, right? All creatures, great and small.

Kirishima's trying not to go back to the aforementioned hellscape in his mind, but it's really abolished when Bakugou makes that statement. His head snaps around, eyes widened. Seeing the smirk just makes him grin reflexively. Did... Is he being hit on? ]

Hah?

[ It's the nonchalance of the statement - almost a threat - that makes him question what he just heard along with the fact the two of them have never really gotten into talking about anything sexual even if a place like this openly encourages it. Kirishima's more inclined to think his brain blipped a moment on him and didn't follow the conversation right. Maybe what Bakugou really just propositioned him to was a fight or something? But Sex Monster Bakugou has been adopted by whatever brain cell is pinging around the redhead's skull even if Kirishima tries not to linger on it, thus a bit of a flush tints across his cheeks.

Right, Malachite. Malachite's a topic they were also discussing. ]

Uh. Well, a lot of stuff happened to him lately! I mean he wouldn't be the first guy I've known who had to learn how to care about other people, or do it better.

[ Not that he's pointing any fingers. If he's looking anywhere pointedly it's the fish tank, the bit of a flush on his face beginning to fade. ]

[blastedass]

[Bakugou arches a brow as he looks at his friend. He's not going to repeat what he just said because Kirishima heard him. Sure, it was a ballsy statement, forward and unlike anything they've really said to each other here in Noctium, but considering the place is so quick to encourage shit like that, and the redhead just expressed some interest in it... why the hell not? With this conversation under their belt, it's not hard to figure the devil side of him would act on it the next time he got to come out. Plus it's a good way to toss the more dire conversation out the damn window.

Sex Monster Bakugou is a good way to describe the devil when he comes out.]

Yeah. He lost that priest woman, or whatever, and had to deal with all the gang wars in January. About time he finally started learning what shit blowing his powers makes for other people.

[Good thing for Kirishima Bakugou's focused on Malachite or he might've thought the guy was referring to him with that little comment... He takes a seat on the couch, stretching his legs out on the coffee table before resting his foot against the rim, other one on the floor.]

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[ While he dismisses it for the moment, at least Kirishima's been introduced to thinking about hooking up with his friend as a more serious possibility. That can just percolate for a bit. ]

Too bad there's not a god school like we had Quirk training, huh? Not that that ever stopped accidents from happening.

[ One finger subconsciously itches at his own scarred brow as he moves to lean against the sofa, facing Bakugou. ]

I feel for the guy, if I'm honest. It's not like he asked to be born into this sort of responsibility, right? And whether we like it or not, it's good there are people like us here willing to help others while he's figuring stuff out. It just sucks that it affects so much...

[blastedass]

[Bakugou's not knocking the idea off the proverbial table. He's been with people he knows far less than Kirishima and part of him's silently wondering why it's taken this long. He knows the synchrony between himself and his best friend works extremely well already.]

You'd think the other four fuckers we're giving all this manna too would wake up and kick his fucking ass till he learned.

[Honestly feels like Malachite woke up and everyone went "you're on your own; we're going to sleep" or something. Frustrating, and still doesn't excuse him, but there's not only the godling to blame if Bakugou thinks about it.

He glances over to Kirishima when he looks at him.]

Maybe. Those gems should be helping him. Dunno if they can't or won't. But he's still conscious enough to realize what's going on with his powers and doesn't really do shit when it goes out of control.

... he didn't. Now he's got one or two "my bad" under his damn belt at least.

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[ All Kirishima can think of is how kids can be little demons even if they are taught those things from adults who know better. But it sounds like Malachite has no peers, much less an authority over him. It's just his counsel, most notably Aurora Nyx, who well may be the godling's only thing resembling a friend. Even so. ]

Yeah, I don't know... Wish we'd see a little more of him actually talking lately. It's hard to make a judgement call on that sorta thing - I mean as far as if he cares or not or if he's trying - without any evidence.

[ He never intended to become someone embroiled in politics, but Kirishima's discovered that since he was taken from his world and school, it's on him to stayed tuned into things so he can know what's going on in the world, much less make an informed opinion. There is no school or agency to tell him who the heroes and villains are anymore or otherwise guide him. ]

But anyway, man, it's your birthday!

[ He's going to aim the most gentle of punches at Katsuki's chest - more of a tap of knuckles. ]

You want your present?

[blastedass]

[Bakugou still has speculations about all of this. How can these other four "gods" not know whatever the fuck's gonna shit out another "godling:? Did they just "Whoa! Never saw THAT coming!" when he popped out? Then again, the other "gods" around here don't seem to be very active, with any kind of agency or interaction. It's... confusing. He's not fond of aspects that make him less critical of Malachite as it is...]

We already saw some evidence at the start of the damn year. Ch-! [Bakugou chuffs off to the side in annoyance before grumbling under his breath.] He's better than he was from the start at least...

[Malachite never would've interfered on behalf of peace between the warring parties, and his temperament over the loss of Nyx would've been a lot worse earlier on. Who knows, maybe one day he'd be mature enough to actually open some fucking portals and send all his captives home. Unless he wasn't the only reason people were being dragged into Noctium...

Anyways.

Bakugou grunts when a fist paps him on the chest. Lamest punch in the world. Right, that annoying thing. Birthday. He shoves his hands into his pockets, shoulders hunching a bit.]

Fine...

[Grumpy boom is touched, but gonna be grumpy about it.]

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[ Like him or not, they've both seen firsthand that Malachite matters to the stability of this world. In any case, Kirishima's done thinking and talking about the godling. His attention happily turns to what he came here for: celebrating his best friend's birthday! Even if Bakugou's doing a great job of acting like it's an inconvenience, it doesn't seem to be affecting Kirishima's cheer.

The redhead leans out of his more relaxed pose to fetch the wide box, moving to set it between their laps. With a wry little grin: ]

You gonna make me open it for you, too?