( Esikko agrees, reaching to touch his own neck now that he's slipped back into his hanbok. The word TRANSGRESSOR is annoying enough as it is, but he can't shake the feeling that it has a potential for more. Something he's probably going to have to explore and deal with before any more final big plans against the House itself.
For now, though, his hand drops away, and he sighs a little softer. )
Three days... here, then? Or should I meet you at that new fancy suite of yours?
[Hearing his agreement, the mutual acceptance of a team effort, alleviates some of his irritation over the entire thing. Bakugo thought he was going to take down the entire House on his own when he first arrived. Very quickly got put in his place, much to his fury. They're not going to escape this trap unless all of them fight together.
Why the hell wasn't that stupid word on Esikko's neck enough of a reminder to stay out of the basement until he was ready? Even if he wasn't messing with the hotel directly, working magic where the House doesn't want him to go, especially since the last infraction was WORKING WITH MAGIC WHERE THE HOUSE DIDN'T WANT HIM TO GO, it's likely enough to piss the damn thing off! Bakugo doesn't want to see Esikko get struck down again.]
Here. I'll take you to my suite after. [Smirk.] If you do as good as you did today.
No? I seem to recall there was a time before I disappeared where you acted rather nice, though.
( Teasing. He really doesn't expect to be spoiled, and much like when Bakugo was that overly nice, he would be concerned... So. He moves to leave, his motions slow but not nearly as ragged as he might have been even just two months ago.
The healing of time frozen in space not getting up to his own nonsense really did help him... But. Well. When he returns in a few days, he won't be nearly as put together. But at least he'll have done everything right! And even more ready to train more. )
[Bakugo throws the clothes over his arm and heads for the nearby bin to dump it in there for cleaning. The Peacock can get to making sure it's fresh for the next person.
HE'S DOING HIS DAMNEST TO FORGET THAT SHITTY "NICE" SPELL EVER EXISTED!!
Red eyes linger on the man as he leaves, making sure he wasn't going to stumble or fall, any hint of a problem being caught if it appeared. Despite getting thrown around and battled during the lesson, Esikko's walking away without a crumple or stagger. Hmph... he really has improved.]
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Date: 7/7/25 03:51 (UTC)( Esikko agrees, reaching to touch his own neck now that he's slipped back into his hanbok. The word TRANSGRESSOR is annoying enough as it is, but he can't shake the feeling that it has a potential for more. Something he's probably going to have to explore and deal with before any more final big plans against the House itself.
For now, though, his hand drops away, and he sighs a little softer. )
Three days... here, then? Or should I meet you at that new fancy suite of yours?
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Date: 7/7/25 20:29 (UTC)Why the hell wasn't that stupid word on Esikko's neck enough of a reminder to stay out of the basement until he was ready? Even if he wasn't messing with the hotel directly, working magic where the House doesn't want him to go, especially since the last infraction was WORKING WITH MAGIC WHERE THE HOUSE DIDN'T WANT HIM TO GO, it's likely enough to piss the damn thing off! Bakugo doesn't want to see Esikko get struck down again.]
Here. I'll take you to my suite after. [Smirk.] If you do as good as you did today.
[Have a jerk's encouragement.]
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Date: 7/7/25 22:10 (UTC)Oh, really? You'll spoil me at least a little, right~?
I'm going to work hard.
( He half turns, a hand lifting in a wave of his fingers. )
So I'll look forward to it, now. Thanks.
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Date: 7/8/25 02:50 (UTC)I don't spoil anyone, dammit!
[He may or may not be able to claim that truthfully. Depends on how someone views "spoiling" and Bakugo's actions.
He scoops the discarded training pads into his hand and straightens up as Esikko prepares to leave.]
Aa. Try to impress me till I'm stunned.
[Fat chance, but hey, go for it.]
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Date: 7/8/25 04:21 (UTC)( Teasing. He really doesn't expect to be spoiled, and much like when Bakugo was that overly nice, he would be concerned... So. He moves to leave, his motions slow but not nearly as ragged as he might have been even just two months ago.
The healing of time frozen in space not getting up to his own nonsense really did help him... But. Well. When he returns in a few days, he won't be nearly as put together. But at least he'll have done everything right! And even more ready to train more. )
Until next time.
( Off he goes... )
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Date: 7/9/25 01:22 (UTC)[Bakugo throws the clothes over his arm and heads for the nearby bin to dump it in there for cleaning. The Peacock can get to making sure it's fresh for the next person.
HE'S DOING HIS DAMNEST TO FORGET THAT SHITTY "NICE" SPELL EVER EXISTED!!
Red eyes linger on the man as he leaves, making sure he wasn't going to stumble or fall, any hint of a problem being caught if it appeared. Despite getting thrown around and battled during the lesson, Esikko's walking away without a crumple or stagger. Hmph... he really has improved.]