Just... two so far? Though they were more like gifts.
( Hiyori and... Compress, actually. Both had expressed interest and fondness in him making a flower from blood, even if it wasn't exactly the same process as him making the entire plant.
From the bed, the corners of his lips twitch up a little in amusement at Bakugo's survey of the space. )
And it looks just fine now, so you can relax a little. Unless you want to take off, I suppose.
[A small grunt is all the acknowledgement he makes. Trading some work for medicine isn't a bad deal, especially since it let him vent some pent-up energy. Esikko got a more-put-together room in the process. Still, it's interesting to know he's got a walking botanical plant (the production kind) in his back pocket he can trade with. Relying on drugstore shit or the medical wing is... wary at best.]
Try to keep this place in one piece, dammit. [Bakugo grouses as he cracks his knuckles. This all won't matter if Esikko changes his rank, but whatever. At least he can endure the time between with a better room.] And keep that scarf on when you go out.
[It seemed to prevent the guards from coming after Esikko.]
( Spoken teasingly, with a smile on his face. He does appreciate it, of course; but he has to give him a hard time! Because it would be embarrassing if he didn't, you see. )
I will, I will. Stop by tomorrow and grab your potions. I'll manage to stay alive until then, at least.
[That's the only reason. Don't gush at him. Bakugo pulls his arm across his chest until his shoulder pops, then drops it as lava-like heat drools down to his fingers. Feels better. Esikko's on the job of keeping his room straight until Bakugo comes back with better shelving material.]
You better. If you die, I'll bring you back and bury you myself.
[He'll return tomorrow or the day after if he's successful with the supply endeavor.]
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Date: 12/20/24 05:38 (UTC)( Hiyori and... Compress, actually. Both had expressed interest and fondness in him making a flower from blood, even if it wasn't exactly the same process as him making the entire plant.
From the bed, the corners of his lips twitch up a little in amusement at Bakugo's survey of the space. )
And it looks just fine now, so you can relax a little. Unless you want to take off, I suppose.
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Date: 12/20/24 22:16 (UTC)Try to keep this place in one piece, dammit. [Bakugo grouses as he cracks his knuckles. This all won't matter if Esikko changes his rank, but whatever. At least he can endure the time between with a better room.] And keep that scarf on when you go out.
[It seemed to prevent the guards from coming after Esikko.]
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Date: 12/21/24 00:49 (UTC)( Spoken teasingly, with a smile on his face. He does appreciate it, of course; but he has to give him a hard time! Because it would be embarrassing if he didn't, you see. )
I will, I will. Stop by tomorrow and grab your potions. I'll manage to stay alive until then, at least.
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Date: 12/22/24 05:13 (UTC)[That's the only reason. Don't gush at him. Bakugo pulls his arm across his chest until his shoulder pops, then drops it as lava-like heat drools down to his fingers. Feels better. Esikko's on the job of keeping his room straight until Bakugo comes back with better shelving material.]
You better. If you die, I'll bring you back and bury you myself.
[He'll return tomorrow or the day after if he's successful with the supply endeavor.]