[A simple answer that Scott doesn't elaborate on, mostly because he's getting himself situated in the booth that the host has led them to. Yeah, guess they're actually getting what they want, probably because of Bakugo's rank. Still kind of annoying to deal with, even though he's been here for almost a year, but he's not going to let that ruin his date with his friend.
He leans forward a little against the table, arms folded underneath him as he smiles.]
[Bakugo doesn't chase after the topic. Memories of childhood aren't exactly happy in this place. When you're fucking trapped in a cage. He drops into the booth across from Scott and gets settled after a scoot or two. Of course they're getting what they want! Which is what Scott wants, since he's the birthday boy and Bakugo's the medium. Took him a gamble to get to the rank he is now, but unfortunately, a gag order came with it. He's dropped a few underhanded hints to the limit of his ability. The rest if up to Scott.]
I'm not boring, dumbass! I had top marks and a clean sheet! U.A. accepted my application without a second glance. [And he sounds so damn proud of himself for it, leaning back to the seat and crossing his arms over his chest like a smug little kid, chin tilted up and everything.]
You know you're not helping your case, right? You're making yourself sound like a studious nerd.
[If he gets kicked underneath the booth, well, he probably can't fully blame Bakugo for it. He knows he's being an ass, but that's part of the fun, and he will absolutely kick him back just because. Never take anything lying down or whatever. And it's clear that no matter how much he bitches or teases him, Scott is having a good time. Chatting, eating, until they finally leave the diner.
Maybe a small walk is in order before they go to the Talon to train and test out his new visor. He is pretty excited about that, just because they've been working together for so long and finally he can show him better control of his powers.]
[Can't argue the "studious" part because he obviously is, and proud of it. Why the hell would people go to school and not study? They're only wasting time, money, resources, and end up making themselves look like a fucking idiot! Oy! Stop kicking him back! He's the top-marks guy at the table, dammit! Scott's not helping his own case either, with Bakugo suspecting his friend's one of those C-average guys skirting through school on easy laze.
Question is, are they gonna end up throwing fries at each other again? Better not. Man, it's been a while since he's had something so distinctly American. Burgers on the grill, not the Japanese flair he's kind of use to. Fries standing up in their double boxes for all the pickings of salty starch straws. Soda in cups- ... okay so he's more used to that. But Scott's the one in control and here's gonna order whatever his friend wants.
Best they not trade bites because Bakugo's burger is gonna be dragon breath. At least his dipping sauce isn't flaming? He enjoys poking at Scott through the dinner, though can't help asking more about the mutant's school, both before and after his mutant powers manifested. After all, Scott's almost 200 years behind Bakugo, Earth society wise.
It'll make a great topic to bank on as they leave the diner for the Vale eventually.]
[No fry throwing this time, just relentless teasing. Maybe a couple extra kicks here and there. Scott carrying that more lighthearted nature during the entire conversation, energy bright and all because of the other teen sitting across from him. Definitely sappy, so of course he'd never admit it. Maybe a part of him doesn't even realize how much he's affected by his deep friendship with the other.
Even when he tells Bakugo about his shitty school before Xavier's, his mood doesn't drop. Just boring shit, never fitting in. Hating the teachers there. But things changing when eventually attending said mutant school, how he just sort of fit in with other freaks. Outcasts attract outcasts or whatever. Maybe a small mention that back home, mutants still are the minority, most people don't have powers.
And going into that topic more as they walk around the Vale, with the Talon soon the next destination.]
I mentioned before that like the X-Men are relatively unknown, right? I mean... there aren't superheroes running around back home like your world. I think we'll be the first group.
[...If they already haven't moved on since his disappearance. The only thought that actually manages to temporarily bring Scott's mood down, a flicker of doubt crossing his face.]
[Enough of those kids and someone's gonna have his foot arrested under the table in a competitive game of pin the leg not footsies, dammit! Scott's being stupid sappy, but luckily the mutant avoids getting snarled at hard. Bakugo's feeling generous (not because he's enjoy how lighthearted the other teen is or anything). It feels... so damn close to those moments back home, sitting at a table in a restaurant or outside a cafe with a classmate or two, talking or arguing about bullshit while the world turns around them and everything's normal.
Bakugo arches a brow at Scott's description of public school. Just because it's not teaching mutants doesn't mean it's shitty. Minus the bullying problem. He can't say anything to that, given his own background... Not something he brings up with Scott, or anyone else. He knows the feeling of being restricted in school. Actually getting to attend a hero school and being able to finally train to be a hero is vastly different than growling in PE where he had to throw the damn softball without using his Quirk.
Mutant minority is far different than Quirk majority. He wonders if this was how his world was when Quirks (or Meta Abilities, back then) was when they first began appearing.]
Yeah. You're heading into the same state my world was in when Quirks first began to manifest. People viewed them with fear and hatred, but slowly started to accept them as more appeared.
[Something to give Scott hope and kick his mood in its proverbial butt.]
Shit thing is, you're gonna have more people using mutant powers for crime than helping people at first. [He cracks his knuckles.] So you better take some of this training back with you, or I'm gonna find a way to come to your world and kick your ass for forgetting!
[He really hopes he can use Bakugo's world as... well, maybe not like the optimal outcome, but something to work towards because people with powers are so readily accepted there. It's just maybe a little worrying that maybe that acceptance is only because the majority are powered people, but he doesn't want to think about it that way. He wants to see that change, be it, and not just because there are fewer humans than mutants. That feels kind of fucked up.]
Uh, yeah? That's the plan, asshole. [He grins at him though, lightly bumping his shoulders into Bakugo. There's something appreciative in his expression that he can't hide, because he knows this is Bakugo's way of actually encouraging him and it's definitely enough to pull him out of those more negative thoughts. At least for right now.
Besides he really does want to show off to him.]
We'll show everyone that humans and mutants can co-exist.
[Scott should think about it that way because that's exactly how Bakugo's world works. Quirks were accepted because more and more people were born with them. Unusual and abnormal because regular and normal, and the majority of people don't hate the status quo. Criminals, vigilantes, villains, and heroes had a large part in driving society to accepting their new super-powered individuals. Something Bakugo wonders if Scott's world will also head towards. Humans are the majority, mutants are the minority, swap the two around and suddenly the status quo is different.
Three decades ago, someone with a Quirk would have a hard time finding a job; now, Quirks are often what lands a job. For example. But at the same time, it makes him question what will happen between mutant and human...]
Good. [He cracks his knuckles, only to grunt when Scott lands his shoulder against his own, making the blonde tilt a bit instead of stumbling. Dumbass. He shoulders him back, a small "hmph" punctuating his response. Yeah, take that, Shades.]
You think someone'll find a way to transfer mutant powers? There are ways in my world where Quirks can be copied and implanted into Quirkless people.
[SHOVES BACK okay no, although Scott can't entirely resist from bumping again into Bakugo's shoulder, though it's still more of a light knock than anything else. A full sign of his comfort and camaraderie with the other teen, maybe it's why he's really opening up about this sort of topic with him in the first place. He's still really the only other one around his age that deals with this sort of thing.
Maybe Gojou and Getou too, but... everything he's heard about their world seems even more fucked. He doesn't want things to go their route, although things are already different because of most humans not even knowing about curses and stuff.]
I dunno, I guess it's possible? [There's a small frown though, Scott clearly uncertain how he feels about something like that.] Is it going well in your world?
Tch- trying to start something, Shades? [Don't think he'll flip the mutant teen over his head! He rocks slightly and shoots Scott a glare from his eye's corner... but doesn't retort this time. Yet. Once upon a blue moon pass. Use it well. Also he's kind of invested in the topic spinning between them, since he never gets to talk about Quirks with other people like he can with Scott. It's a relief and nostalgic simultaneously.
Two of the people he could've spoken with are long gone, and three others went home a few months ago. Feels like he's losing his companions one after the other recently, enough that he had to sit down and really have a "do we fuck it all" conversation with himself about going forward. So far, he's not fucking it all.]
I wish. Only two people in my world can transfer Quirks; both of them are villains and one works for the other.
[Meaning no, it is not going well in their world, even if the doctor and All For One have certainly shown great steps in doing so for their own nefarious ends.]
[A flicker of humor, especially as they start nearing the Talon, with Scott already finding himself walking to one of the training rooms that he often frequents. A place where he can blast the walls without worry, destroy some of the training dummies, and that was when he just had his sunglasses. Now with his visor, maybe they can start toying around with some new stuff... although he's really not dressed for any real training exercise. And Bakugo is a werewolf.
They'll work something out. He's looking forward to it.]
So, it's not a good thing. [A small hum leaves Scott, with one thought suddenly appearing in his mind.] Well, there was this one mutant that like... stole other mutant's powers. But he's dead.
Don't make me splatter you across the wall. [Because he will. Familiar scenery begins passing, Talon's entrance rising in front of them. He's been here so many damn times, the place is as memorized as his own damn hand. Reinforced training rooms are his constant companions throughout his months in the resort, building his strength and keeping his shape as he honed his body and Quirk over and over. He refuses to let the resort break any part of him: mind, body, or spirit. And when it comes time to wrench themselves free... he'll be ready to bring hell to the House.
Oy, don't think he can fight any less as a werewolf. Scott should watch out for those teeth and claws.]
Aa. All for One took useful Quirks for himself and lent them to his followers as soldiers. The doctor working for him found a way to biological copy and transfer Quirks between people. Those are the only two ways in my world anyone knows. [And both are in the hands of people who would rule the world if able. Killing anyone in their way.]
[A teasing comment, even as he tosses his useless hockey mask aside and starts to slide off his normal sunglasses for the visor that he's kept in his jacket pocket the entire time. Yeah, Jason's Halloween jacket has deep pockets, it's fine. But he eventually starts to slide the battle visor across his closed eyes, before a flicker of red flashes through them as he reopens his eyes and looks over at his friend.
'All For One' though, huh? Sounds a little bit like Apocalypse, maybe.]
Yeah, basically, he had this whole ritual, don't know how it's done, but he tried to steal my professor's body and thus his powers. It's how he managed to have so many, by snatching other mutants like that. Real dick. [He really just made things worse for everyone. He hates that guy.]
And he also had followers, but I think he mostly just enhanced the powers they already had, rather than transferring them or anything.
[At least that's what Ororo mentioned to him. But he flicks the button of his visor and luckily, it lands on the correct 'mode' for right now.] So this is basically what Professor McCoy made for me back home.
Hoh? Interesting. [He can get behind this. While Scott starts switching up his costume and visor, Bakugo takes his place in front of the training room's control panel. A few taps and flicks generates a wider room as the walls and floors yawn outward for more space. Bland pillars and ramps rise from the floor, providing obstacles to mount atop and duck behind. Satisfied for now, he glances to Scott's visor application, red eyes narrowing at how they fit over his ears, rest on his nose, and block those ever-important eyebrows for telling his friend's expression. Tch.
... still fucking cool when that slice of ruby flares up in an impressive glow.]
He transferred his consciousness into a new body? [Sounded like his MO if he was stealing the professor's body and taking the mutant's ability with it.] What happened to his old body? [Did the victim inhabit that one or did he absorb the victim altogether? Questions, questions. Bakugo snorts at the "real dick" comment. Yeah, that sums it up, Scott.]
Hmph. There was a drug on the streets called Trigger which did that to Quirks. Shitty side effects. [Having someone able to enhance mutant powers normally is pretty damn dangerous.]
Think this place copied it or did their best replication?
[If there's one thing he can appreciate about the casino, it is their state of the art training rooms. Sometimes it really doesn't feel all that much different compared to the Danger Room, minus the Sentinels that Hank trains them with. There's still ramps and other obstacles that feel familiar enough, although he's not sure how much actual running he's going to do in his current outfit. He just mostly wants to show off his new visor to his friend and maybe go through a few training exercises.
Okay okay, he's definitely going to train as much as he can, even like this. They can do more too later on, when they're actually dressed for it. He's genuinely excited for that, especially since Bakugo is someone that he trusts a lot. Plus, doing all this will probably be good for him too-- he knows it will be. See him get his body working and training after the breakdown a while back.]
I guess it just rotted away? It's not like my Professor would've woken up in his old body... I think his mind would just be destroyed or something. [Frowns. It really sounds fucked up talking about it like this. He really didn't think about it too much at the time, not when so many things were already happening, but they were so close in losing the Professor. Jean's father figure. One of his mentors now, someone he doesn't want to disappoint.
But he pushes those thoughts away for now, wanting to focus on his visor. He still wants to show off!!]
But it's a good replica, able to control my optic blasts just like normal. It pretty much feels exactly the same. It just... has an extra button. With extra modes.
[A scrunched face. It probably doesn't take a genius to figure out what Scott means by that. This place just couldn't be normal and give him his regular visor, nope. It had to make it 'sexy' in some way. Typical.]
[These were the first place he actively searched back during his arrival week. As much as he wanted to blow steam by blasting the ever-living fuck out of the resort (and did so a few times), learning it did fuck all against its magical rejuvenation and he'd eventually get in trouble for destruction... Training rooms. At least the damn bird realized what kind of people it was kidnapping and included a place for wanton cut loose.
If Scott wants some training exercises, Bakugo's already programmed a number of them, ranging from obstacle courses for movement testing and target practice for long-range reaction shots. He's almost always down for testing powers and setting new personal records. Doing so with Scott's one of his-- never gonna verbally admit it --favorite ways to spend his time in the resort. Kicking ass with a friend is fucking amazing.]
Hmph. Sounds like that bastard and Nutsack Face would get along. Until they tried backstabbing each other. [Megalomaniac egocentric villains like that would never get along forever. Only engage in mutually beneficial partnership until one though he could do without the other. Sorry you're talking to a closet nerd, Scott! Bakugo would ask these questions. He asked a number about All for One back home as well.
Letting the topic drop, he focuses instead on Scott's visor, approaching for a close-up wander. Check out the ear pieces, the way it sits on his nose bridge, how much of his face it really covers, and noting what he's got left over to piece together Scott's expression. Not gonna tell if he's rolling his eyes. Duh.]
Let me guess; the extras are perverse. [What isn't when the resort gives someone's something "extra" crap? Hey, he at least got the scrunched-face expression! Not hard when it's Scott's entire face reacting.] You're gonna shoot targets first. Not me.
[There's a small tilt of Scott's head as he lets Bakugo inspect the visor that's taken the place of his normal sunglasses, eyes temporarily closing as he lets his hands wander across his face. It's done without a second thought, easily trusting the other teen with this. Let him inspect his new visor, all the new features, and how it's the singular item that can allow him to actually control his powers.]
Mm, yeah. Pretty much. I'll give you five bucks if you can guess one of the features.
[It's meant to come off as snarky, but there's an almost content murmur to his voice just because of how close Bakugo is and letting him touch his visor until he's satisfied. His eyes reopen then, Scott nodding at the suggestion.] Yeah, hard for you to appreciate my powers if you're doubled over in pain.
[Sexy. He doesn't stop the word in his head. Nothing embarrassing about it. People have said the same about his hero costume (and he's kicked their ass for it) but he's not blind to what costumes and gear can do. Scott's visor accents his face in different ways, from the lower half of his cheekbones to narrow crimson line creating a handsome imposing image Bakugo finds both cool and attractive. He briefly skims a blunt nail along its silver curve, checking how snug the piece sits on his friend's face. In case he needs to rip it off in the future...
No pushing buttons. He'd isn't gonna accidentally take a fucking optic blast to face.]
Increasing and decreasing your beam's intensity. [And nerd takes over horny for a moment as Bakugo runs his thumb across the other teen's lower lip. Something about Scott's murmured voice and their close proximity. Tch, pain in the ass. You know, being attracted to someone. Bakugo's mouth quirks around a short hissy scoff. This fucking brat.]
Like you could even hit me. [And kisses him, hot and hard, head tilted just enough to fit their mouths together in a comfortable angle. No clacking teeth, no bumping noses, yes invading tongue... and breaks it with more wet than he really needed.] Give me a good show, Shades.
[Hard to really argue when he's suddenly enveloped in a deep kiss, strong and sudden enough that it takes his breath-- not that he'd admit it. Not to mention that Bakugo is cheating for doing this in the first place, taking away his ability to counter his comment, but it's just so nice to kiss him that he has a hard time being too mad about it. Tongue meeting his once more in familiar contact, touching and exchanging saliva, all before they pull away once more.
His cheeks are lightly flushed from the kiss, a shuddering little breath leaving him, before he huffs and raises his hand to his visor once more.]
Just sit back and enjoy the show, asshole.
[A quick turn, with Scott barely giving Bakugo any time to get settled, before he presses against his visor to let out a fast red blast-- hitting a faraway target within seconds. There's definitely a part of him that wants to show off right now.]
[Scott's fault for being attractive. Physically, gear-wise, snarky charming attitude. Bastard. Bakugo threatens his teeth on the mutant teen's lower lip, gives a final nip suggesting Scott got off light this time, and leans back to give him his space. They've got some training to do and he can't do that with his mouth attached to the brunette's. Not yet anyhow. He slicks his tongue across his teeth and lips like a beast finished with a tasty meal. Worth it to see the mutant's face afterwards.
He steps back and crosses his arms, barely getting them up before Scott whips around and crimson streaks through air and space. Right into the target. Not a close one, but a farther victim. Heh, is this Scott showing off because he's trying to impress Bakugo? That's kinda cute...]
[He's been trapped here in this casino for so long without his full gear, it's nice to actually use his powers in a way that feels like true control. Sure, he's needing the assistance of an accessory, but there is something so fulfilling to finally just press a button on his visor to let out quick and precise shots while still seeing everything around him. It's a boost that he didn't know he was missing and so he's more confident like this, Scott quickly turning and firing crimson red through the air to hit each target.
He almost seems like he's having fun.
It's not like it's too hard to aim, mostly just staring straight at something and letting his powers go-- but it's still all done rather effortlessly on his end, not pausing between each hit until every single target is gone without a miss. Okay, he might've practiced just a bit too before meeting Bakugo for this date.
Once done though, Scott tilts his head at his friend with a small smirk.]
[Bakugo has similar feelings regarding missing his own costume and gear. Even if they wouldn't be too much more use to him in the resort than going bare handed like usual. But someone close to him already promised to reclaim his costume, so he's waiting on them rather than renege on the deal.
Nice to know Scott's visor works out snappy for him! He can instantly tell the mutant's more comfortable with better control over his optic blast's intensity and size. An adjustable visor is better than fickle human eyelids. He should tell Scott about Shinsou. Eyebags uses a mask with adjustable controls to help his vocal Quirk. Similar to Scott's visual one.
Bakugo notes the mutant's better physical handling too. He moves quicker, twists and turns sharper, and catches shots he knows the teen would've clipped or missed prior. Not just blasting now, but slicing and piercing too...
Damn right he better be having fun! Training's not all work! He folds his arms over his chest as Scott finishes off the last of his strikes. Yeah, this wasn't a first run. Someone practiced.]
Faster than your last score. That visor takes a lot of the eye work out.
[He's definitely grinning, almost beaming with a certain pride that wasn't fully there beforehand. Maybe for the first time in months he actually feels like the X-Man he's supposed to be, instead of just always taking off his sunglasses and having such a hard time controlling his powers or seeing what he's blasting while he's like that. Full eyesight and control really makes a big difference.]
Better be faster. [He snorts, but still is smiling bright.] I've been working on bank shots as well, although sometimes those are a little harder to pull off. Depends on what I'm hitting and shit.
[But with a low enough blast, he's found that he can bounce his powers off mirrors and things while still carrying enough momentum to knock someone out.] I've figured to start with common things I see around here.
[A training gymnasium full of concrete spires and slabs. Other teenagers like himself practicing moves and drills, costumes of all colors accenting their Quirks. Someone succeeds, a challenge bested, and one call out to friends around leaves them beaming in pride and joy. ... Nostalgia and homesickness twist his stomach in a wrench before he can parse it, skin tightening like he was plunged in freezing water from head to toe. A sucker punch to his guts he wasn't expecting.
Fuck...
STOMP STOMP STOMP!! DOWN!! PISS OFF!! He'll deal with it later. Right now, Scott's his important focus!]
Don't get cocky with me. [His lips quirk in a smug grin despite his warning words.] Bank shots, huh? I brought that up the first time. [When he saw Scott's optic blasts, how brilliant they were. Good to know he's made progress in that area. Bakugo pulls one arm across his chest, stretching his muscles and shoulder.]
All that crap's stationary. Let's see how well you do with a moving target.
[Scott doesn't catch onto those thoughts plaguing his friend this time, taking in Bakugo's smug smile for what it is and meeting it with his own. He's still having too much fun, actually feeling connected with his powers instead of thinking they're a huge burden to him and everyone around him. He can actually protect others with full control.
Because despite this place lording itself as a fun sex casino, they both know how dangerous it can be too.]
You didn't invent the idea, genius. [But still grinning, teasing him, before preparing himself once more for the next round of targets. There's still that flicker of humor on his face, but almost instantly, he changes into a more serious demeanor as he focuses on the challenge that Bakugo plans to spring up on him. It's a really fast switch between those two attitudes...]
What? Don't think I can hit a moving target? Bring it on.
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Date: 11/12/25 15:59 (UTC)[A simple answer that Scott doesn't elaborate on, mostly because he's getting himself situated in the booth that the host has led them to. Yeah, guess they're actually getting what they want, probably because of Bakugo's rank. Still kind of annoying to deal with, even though he's been here for almost a year, but he's not going to let that ruin his date with his friend.
He leans forward a little against the table, arms folded underneath him as he smiles.]
Oh, so you're even more boring than I thought.
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Date: 11/13/25 00:25 (UTC)I'm not boring, dumbass! I had top marks and a clean sheet! U.A. accepted my application without a second glance. [And he sounds so damn proud of himself for it, leaning back to the seat and crossing his arms over his chest like a smug little kid, chin tilted up and everything.]
wanna start handwaving this portion?
Date: 11/14/25 14:19 (UTC)[If he gets kicked underneath the booth, well, he probably can't fully blame Bakugo for it. He knows he's being an ass, but that's part of the fun, and he will absolutely kick him back just because. Never take anything lying down or whatever. And it's clear that no matter how much he bitches or teases him, Scott is having a good time. Chatting, eating, until they finally leave the diner.
Maybe a small walk is in order before they go to the Talon to train and test out his new visor. He is pretty excited about that, just because they've been working together for so long and finally he can show him better control of his powers.]
yeah i'll pick up on the flow
Date: 11/16/25 02:44 (UTC)[Can't argue the "studious" part because he obviously is, and proud of it. Why the hell would people go to school and not study? They're only wasting time, money, resources, and end up making themselves look like a fucking idiot! Oy! Stop kicking him back! He's the top-marks guy at the table, dammit! Scott's not helping his own case either, with Bakugo suspecting his friend's one of those C-average guys skirting through school on easy laze.
Question is, are they gonna end up throwing fries at each other again? Better not. Man, it's been a while since he's had something so distinctly American. Burgers on the grill, not the Japanese flair he's kind of use to. Fries standing up in their double boxes for all the pickings of salty starch straws. Soda in cups- ... okay so he's more used to that. But Scott's the one in control and here's gonna order whatever his friend wants.
Best they not trade bites because Bakugo's burger is gonna be dragon breath. At least his dipping sauce isn't flaming? He enjoys poking at Scott through the dinner, though can't help asking more about the mutant's school, both before and after his mutant powers manifested. After all, Scott's almost 200 years behind Bakugo, Earth society wise.
It'll make a great topic to bank on as they leave the diner for the Vale eventually.]
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Date: 11/18/25 18:49 (UTC)Even when he tells Bakugo about his shitty school before Xavier's, his mood doesn't drop. Just boring shit, never fitting in. Hating the teachers there. But things changing when eventually attending said mutant school, how he just sort of fit in with other freaks. Outcasts attract outcasts or whatever. Maybe a small mention that back home, mutants still are the minority, most people don't have powers.
And going into that topic more as they walk around the Vale, with the Talon soon the next destination.]
I mentioned before that like the X-Men are relatively unknown, right? I mean... there aren't superheroes running around back home like your world. I think we'll be the first group.
[...If they already haven't moved on since his disappearance. The only thought that actually manages to temporarily bring Scott's mood down, a flicker of doubt crossing his face.]
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Date: 11/19/25 02:15 (UTC)Bakugo arches a brow at Scott's description of public school. Just because it's not teaching mutants doesn't mean it's shitty. Minus the bullying problem. He can't say anything to that, given his own background... Not something he brings up with Scott, or anyone else. He knows the feeling of being restricted in school. Actually getting to attend a hero school and being able to finally train to be a hero is vastly different than growling in PE where he had to throw the damn softball without using his Quirk.
Mutant minority is far different than Quirk majority. He wonders if this was how his world was when Quirks (or Meta Abilities, back then) was when they first began appearing.]
Yeah. You're heading into the same state my world was in when Quirks first began to manifest. People viewed them with fear and hatred, but slowly started to accept them as more appeared.
[Something to give Scott hope and kick his mood in its proverbial butt.]
Shit thing is, you're gonna have more people using mutant powers for crime than helping people at first. [He cracks his knuckles.] So you better take some of this training back with you, or I'm gonna find a way to come to your world and kick your ass for forgetting!
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Date: 11/21/25 20:11 (UTC)Uh, yeah? That's the plan, asshole. [He grins at him though, lightly bumping his shoulders into Bakugo. There's something appreciative in his expression that he can't hide, because he knows this is Bakugo's way of actually encouraging him and it's definitely enough to pull him out of those more negative thoughts. At least for right now.
Besides he really does want to show off to him.]
We'll show everyone that humans and mutants can co-exist.
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Date: 11/22/25 00:37 (UTC)Three decades ago, someone with a Quirk would have a hard time finding a job; now, Quirks are often what lands a job. For example. But at the same time, it makes him question what will happen between mutant and human...]
Good. [He cracks his knuckles, only to grunt when Scott lands his shoulder against his own, making the blonde tilt a bit instead of stumbling. Dumbass. He shoulders him back, a small "hmph" punctuating his response. Yeah, take that, Shades.]
You think someone'll find a way to transfer mutant powers? There are ways in my world where Quirks can be copied and implanted into Quirkless people.
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Date: 11/23/25 20:39 (UTC)Maybe Gojou and Getou too, but... everything he's heard about their world seems even more fucked. He doesn't want things to go their route, although things are already different because of most humans not even knowing about curses and stuff.]
I dunno, I guess it's possible? [There's a small frown though, Scott clearly uncertain how he feels about something like that.] Is it going well in your world?
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Date: 11/23/25 22:13 (UTC)Two of the people he could've spoken with are long gone, and three others went home a few months ago. Feels like he's losing his companions one after the other recently, enough that he had to sit down and really have a "do we fuck it all" conversation with himself about going forward. So far, he's not fucking it all.]
I wish. Only two people in my world can transfer Quirks; both of them are villains and one works for the other.
[Meaning no, it is not going well in their world, even if the doctor and All For One have certainly shown great steps in doing so for their own nefarious ends.]
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Date: 11/25/25 18:40 (UTC)[A flicker of humor, especially as they start nearing the Talon, with Scott already finding himself walking to one of the training rooms that he often frequents. A place where he can blast the walls without worry, destroy some of the training dummies, and that was when he just had his sunglasses. Now with his visor, maybe they can start toying around with some new stuff... although he's really not dressed for any real training exercise. And Bakugo is a werewolf.
They'll work something out. He's looking forward to it.]
So, it's not a good thing. [A small hum leaves Scott, with one thought suddenly appearing in his mind.] Well, there was this one mutant that like... stole other mutant's powers. But he's dead.
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Date: 11/25/25 23:40 (UTC)Oy, don't think he can fight any less as a werewolf. Scott should watch out for those teeth and claws.]
Aa. All for One took useful Quirks for himself and lent them to his followers as soldiers. The doctor working for him found a way to biological copy and transfer Quirks between people. Those are the only two ways in my world anyone knows. [And both are in the hands of people who would rule the world if able. Killing anyone in their way.]
He stole mutant powers?
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Date: 11/26/25 16:23 (UTC)[A teasing comment, even as he tosses his useless hockey mask aside and starts to slide off his normal sunglasses for the visor that he's kept in his jacket pocket the entire time. Yeah, Jason's Halloween jacket has deep pockets, it's fine. But he eventually starts to slide the battle visor across his closed eyes, before a flicker of red flashes through them as he reopens his eyes and looks over at his friend.
'All For One' though, huh? Sounds a little bit like Apocalypse, maybe.]
Yeah, basically, he had this whole ritual, don't know how it's done, but he tried to steal my professor's body and thus his powers. It's how he managed to have so many, by snatching other mutants like that. Real dick. [He really just made things worse for everyone. He hates that guy.]
And he also had followers, but I think he mostly just enhanced the powers they already had, rather than transferring them or anything.
[At least that's what Ororo mentioned to him. But he flicks the button of his visor and luckily, it lands on the correct 'mode' for right now.] So this is basically what Professor McCoy made for me back home.
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Date: 12/2/25 02:20 (UTC)... still fucking cool when that slice of ruby flares up in an impressive glow.]
He transferred his consciousness into a new body? [Sounded like his MO if he was stealing the professor's body and taking the mutant's ability with it.] What happened to his old body? [Did the victim inhabit that one or did he absorb the victim altogether? Questions, questions. Bakugo snorts at the "real dick" comment. Yeah, that sums it up, Scott.]
Hmph. There was a drug on the streets called Trigger which did that to Quirks. Shitty side effects. [Having someone able to enhance mutant powers normally is pretty damn dangerous.]
Think this place copied it or did their best replication?
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Date: 12/4/25 00:08 (UTC)Okay okay, he's definitely going to train as much as he can, even like this. They can do more too later on, when they're actually dressed for it. He's genuinely excited for that, especially since Bakugo is someone that he trusts a lot. Plus, doing all this will probably be good for him too-- he knows it will be. See him get his body working and training after the breakdown a while back.]
I guess it just rotted away? It's not like my Professor would've woken up in his old body... I think his mind would just be destroyed or something. [Frowns. It really sounds fucked up talking about it like this. He really didn't think about it too much at the time, not when so many things were already happening, but they were so close in losing the Professor. Jean's father figure. One of his mentors now, someone he doesn't want to disappoint.
But he pushes those thoughts away for now, wanting to focus on his visor. He still wants to show off!!]
But it's a good replica, able to control my optic blasts just like normal. It pretty much feels exactly the same. It just... has an extra button. With extra modes.
[A scrunched face. It probably doesn't take a genius to figure out what Scott means by that. This place just couldn't be normal and give him his regular visor, nope. It had to make it 'sexy' in some way. Typical.]
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Date: 12/4/25 00:44 (UTC)If Scott wants some training exercises, Bakugo's already programmed a number of them, ranging from obstacle courses for movement testing and target practice for long-range reaction shots. He's almost always down for testing powers and setting new personal records. Doing so with Scott's one of his-- never gonna verbally admit it --favorite ways to spend his time in the resort. Kicking ass with a friend is fucking amazing.]
Hmph. Sounds like that bastard and Nutsack Face would get along. Until they tried backstabbing each other. [Megalomaniac egocentric villains like that would never get along forever. Only engage in mutually beneficial partnership until one though he could do without the other. Sorry you're talking to a closet nerd, Scott! Bakugo would ask these questions. He asked a number about All for One back home as well.
Letting the topic drop, he focuses instead on Scott's visor, approaching for a close-up wander. Check out the ear pieces, the way it sits on his nose bridge, how much of his face it really covers, and noting what he's got left over to piece together Scott's expression. Not gonna tell if he's rolling his eyes. Duh.]
Let me guess; the extras are perverse. [What isn't when the resort gives someone's something "extra" crap? Hey, he at least got the scrunched-face expression! Not hard when it's Scott's entire face reacting.] You're gonna shoot targets first. Not me.
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Date: 12/5/25 16:51 (UTC)Mm, yeah. Pretty much. I'll give you five bucks if you can guess one of the features.
[It's meant to come off as snarky, but there's an almost content murmur to his voice just because of how close Bakugo is and letting him touch his visor until he's satisfied. His eyes reopen then, Scott nodding at the suggestion.] Yeah, hard for you to appreciate my powers if you're doubled over in pain.
[Scott can never stop being a full brat though.]
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Date: 12/6/25 00:49 (UTC)No pushing buttons. He'd isn't gonna accidentally take a fucking optic blast to face.]
Increasing and decreasing your beam's intensity. [And nerd takes over horny for a moment as Bakugo runs his thumb across the other teen's lower lip. Something about Scott's murmured voice and their close proximity. Tch, pain in the ass. You know, being attracted to someone. Bakugo's mouth quirks around a short hissy scoff. This fucking brat.]
Like you could even hit me. [And kisses him, hot and hard, head tilted just enough to fit their mouths together in a comfortable angle. No clacking teeth, no bumping noses, yes invading tongue... and breaks it with more wet than he really needed.] Give me a good show, Shades.
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Date: 12/8/25 01:31 (UTC)His cheeks are lightly flushed from the kiss, a shuddering little breath leaving him, before he huffs and raises his hand to his visor once more.]
Just sit back and enjoy the show, asshole.
[A quick turn, with Scott barely giving Bakugo any time to get settled, before he presses against his visor to let out a fast red blast-- hitting a faraway target within seconds. There's definitely a part of him that wants to show off right now.]
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Date: 12/8/25 04:13 (UTC)He steps back and crosses his arms, barely getting them up before Scott whips around and crimson streaks through air and space. Right into the target. Not a close one, but a farther victim. Heh, is this Scott showing off because he's trying to impress Bakugo? That's kinda cute...]
One down. Nineteen to go.
[Yep, he set them up.]
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Date: 12/9/25 23:55 (UTC)He almost seems like he's having fun.
It's not like it's too hard to aim, mostly just staring straight at something and letting his powers go-- but it's still all done rather effortlessly on his end, not pausing between each hit until every single target is gone without a miss. Okay, he might've practiced just a bit too before meeting Bakugo for this date.
Once done though, Scott tilts his head at his friend with a small smirk.]
Twenty down.
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Date: 12/10/25 01:08 (UTC)Nice to know Scott's visor works out snappy for him! He can instantly tell the mutant's more comfortable with better control over his optic blast's intensity and size. An adjustable visor is better than fickle human eyelids. He should tell Scott about Shinsou. Eyebags uses a mask with adjustable controls to help his vocal Quirk. Similar to Scott's visual one.
Bakugo notes the mutant's better physical handling too. He moves quicker, twists and turns sharper, and catches shots he knows the teen would've clipped or missed prior. Not just blasting now, but slicing and piercing too...
Damn right he better be having fun! Training's not all work! He folds his arms over his chest as Scott finishes off the last of his strikes. Yeah, this wasn't a first run. Someone practiced.]
Faster than your last score. That visor takes a lot of the eye work out.
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Date: 12/12/25 20:04 (UTC)Better be faster. [He snorts, but still is smiling bright.] I've been working on bank shots as well, although sometimes those are a little harder to pull off. Depends on what I'm hitting and shit.
[But with a low enough blast, he's found that he can bounce his powers off mirrors and things while still carrying enough momentum to knock someone out.] I've figured to start with common things I see around here.
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Date: 12/15/25 20:01 (UTC)Fuck...
STOMP STOMP STOMP!! DOWN!! PISS OFF!! He'll deal with it later. Right now, Scott's his important focus!]
Don't get cocky with me. [His lips quirk in a smug grin despite his warning words.] Bank shots, huh? I brought that up the first time. [When he saw Scott's optic blasts, how brilliant they were. Good to know he's made progress in that area. Bakugo pulls one arm across his chest, stretching his muscles and shoulder.]
All that crap's stationary. Let's see how well you do with a moving target.
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Date: 12/16/25 20:57 (UTC)Because despite this place lording itself as a fun sex casino, they both know how dangerous it can be too.]
You didn't invent the idea, genius. [But still grinning, teasing him, before preparing himself once more for the next round of targets. There's still that flicker of humor on his face, but almost instantly, he changes into a more serious demeanor as he focuses on the challenge that Bakugo plans to spring up on him. It's a really fast switch between those two attitudes...]
What? Don't think I can hit a moving target? Bring it on.
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