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[wannasmash]

Good morning, everyone. [ said a polite but hesitant young man's voice offscreen. ] I might have a problem. Does anyone know how to sew?

[ The Omni hovered over a freshly laundered dark green jumpsuit. There were rips in the side where something with long nails or claws had scratched through. ]

I know it's bad, but this means a lot to me. I would really appreciate it if someone could help me out in time for the festival. Thank you very much.

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[queenking]

Cause'a the werewolf thing? [At least she's grinning when she says it, all teeth.

She squints at the map thoughtfully, then nods.] Ah, yeah, Sanguine. [...she pronounces it "san-gooey-nee", so she's no help whatsoever.]

[wannasmash]

[ Midoriya is still taking English in school. If he ends up pronouncing several words wrong because of Saxsice... Well, he'll have no clue. He pinches his lower lip thoughtfully. ]

I haven't been there, but I want to familiarize myself with all the major Lamp Locations in case of emergencies. Do you want to take a look with me?

[ Oh crap. He was lulled into a false sense of security by her casualness. ]

Th-that is, if you want to! I don't want to bother you when you might be busy or something!

[queenking]

[She's going to be a bad influence on the youth and she's only been here for a few days.

This makes her perk up, breaking into a grin.] Yeah? You wanna? That sounds fun, for sure. [Then she laughs.] What else am I gonna do, sit on the beach feelin' bad for myself?

[wannasmash]

[ Distracting her with a house hunt could be a way to cheer her up. It's what a hero would do! Or simply just... a helpful person... ]

OK. My stuff's almost dry and then I can take it in and leave. Want me to bring anything?

[queenking]

Got any beer? [Saxsice, NO.]

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[wannasmash]

[ Whyyy??? ]

Sorry, I don't think they'll let me buy any! But I bet they'll have something for you at the inn.

2/2 network --> action; prose bc fuck da police, but do what format you like, a pirate is free

[wannasmash]

Midoriya packs some things in his backpack to barter with in case they stop at the Boardwalk or Sanguine Station. San-gooey-nee Station. He also packs the torn jumpsuit.

It's easy to pick out Saxsice on the beach. A short (a full 5 inches shorter than Saxsice) plain young man with curly hair and red sneakers makes a beeline for her across the sand. He has the sleeves of his hoodie jacket rolled up a little, as the weather hasn't yet turned frigid, and he doesn't want his bandages to get sweaty. He holds the straps of his backpack, not because it's heavy, but out of habit.

[queenking]

Saxsice is aimlessly flinging stones into the water, brow furrowed, looking very serious and solemn as she does so. It'd be easy to think she's thinking deep thoughts, but once he gets close enough he can likely hear her muttering: "Take that, stupid fish..."

She hears his approach, turning and offering a brilliant, crooked smile. She's still barefoot, wearing the arrival robe, though her bag of things from home is hanging off one shoulder. "Hey, comicon guy!"

[wannasmash]

It hits him, thinking back to when he was in junior high, that day when Bakugou threw his notebook out the window and he had to retrieve it from the fish pond. He called the fish stupid then too, muttering under his breath, but odds are he was calling Bakugou stupid. Or himself.

It's a bad memory, but so much happened since then, he was removed from it, like watching some other pathetic kid and wanting to tell him it'll be OK, that he'll get into the high school of his dreams, and even turn his bully into his friend (kind of). So, he knows that, in time, Saxsice will feel better too. He'll make sure of it.

He winces, hoping that's not going to be his new nickname.

"I'm Mi--uh, Izuku Midoriya." He took English in school back home, so he's aware they say their first and last names backwards. "It's nice to meet you. I hope you weren't waiting too long."