[He'll wiggle his fingers as much as he wants... He does it again for even more emphasis once he has his water.]
Okay, then you just gotta keep up. [He gives her a considering look as he stands and hefts the pot up, like he's really seriously making a judgment call here... it's nonsense, it's nothing.] Yeah, I think you can handle that.
[Is that team initiation? A hazing?? Something like it. And look, he is carrying this pot of water like it's nothing, he is still ripped as hell...] Remember what happened the last time it was just you and me and floating stuff?
[Except the finger wiggling isn't as funny once he's shooting her that look. Serious or no, it still causes Ochako to straighten her back, to let her smile slip the slightest bit as she lifts her chin. She's a hero-in-training, thank you very much! Everyone in this place keeps underestimating her!]
I can definitely handle anything that happens.
[So there! It's not like he's about to get a speech, though. Hoping that the determined edge to her voice is enough, she allows herself to relax—and to smile broadly once again—as she thinks back on their first meeting. Does she remember it? Oh, of course she remembers it. Forget the serious stuff; this is way more entertaining to think about.]
That was fun! You were such a baby about it. [The truth hurts! Unable to stop herself, she dramatically stretches a hand out toward him.] Want to try it again?
[She passed the test!! Going on a wolf quest certainly helped, so thanks for that. He's a little amused she's taking it so seriously when she really doesn't have to... it's just him!!
But okay, okay, he waves a hand at her instead of going for the complementary head pat again. Which for the record is very hard to resist because he's like a foot taller than her, come on, it's fated. But okay—he wasn't a baby!!!]
I should kick your ass for that, but I'm not gonna 'cause you... [uhhh] helped with the potatoes.
[genius. anyway,]
I'm not going anywhere off the ground unless you want this whole pot dumped on you! I'm serious!
[1. It's a sensitive subject! Sue her!! 2. Wow, what weak threats! The ass-kicking comment makes her giggle—seriously, so vulgar!—but she doesn't even blink at the mention of an impromptu shower. Boy, please.]
You wouldn't do that. [He's much too nice, and that's why she waves her hand even closer to his arm.] Besides, I can carry the pot and pull you along behind me! Easy!
[Okay, so. Okay, so she's definitely got his number, he wouldn't kick her ass... but anyone else!! Would have to meet him by the well for an ass-kicking, because that is just uncalled for.]
Oh yeah? How easy?
[It's too bad he already knows she has to touch something to float it away, so he can easily use The Hand like he does right now to swipe at the space just behind her, which effectively pulls her back a yard or so without really any sensation beyond, like, the slight breeze when she moves. And also The Hand is hovering around behind her, but details.]
[One second she's beside him, laughing as she moves her hand a smidgen closer, and the next—
—wait, where'd he go? She blinks at the empty space she's currently reaching toward, confused, before realizing that he's still there. He's just... ahead of her? Somehow? And casually walking along like nothing just happened? The fact that The Hand is with her doesn't even register in her mind, because she's much too focused on her (very rude) friend.]
H-Hey! That's not fair! [Like making him float is fair, but whatever, let her ignore that fact as she jogs after him.] How'd you do that?
[How do you like them apples!! Okuyasu doesn't do it again, which takes a lot of self control, so please appreciate it - but he does look smug now, instead of grumpy about being called a baby.
teens.]
Seriously? C'mon. [Some people have trade secrets, but not Okuyasu, who just nods over her shoulder at The Hand, still chilling there. That's it. That's the explanation.]
[She turns with a start, looking up into the familiar, stoic face. Okay, so she... should have guessed that, and the flat expression on her face shows that she's aware of that, but still! That is not a proper explanation!]
That's— [Nope! She'll just end that with a disgruntled huff instead.] You didn't tell me he could do something like that...
[No, for real, what? He's certainly not been secretive about The Hand and all of those somewhat crazy dangerous powers, so- uh!! This is genuine confusion on his face, while he thinks back...]
Could've sworn I did... Well, you got to learn the hands-on way, I guess.
[Yes, she gets it. And yes, it makes her snicker. She tries to hide it—because seriously, she's a little sad that he didn't tell her about The Hand's cool ability—but it is still a thing that happens. Just take this small victory and stay quiet as she presses forward.]
But I want to know how it works! Can you explain it?
[He forgot, please let him rest. He's put no actual effort into keeping track of who knows what about what he can do, which is either extreme confidence in his ass-kicking ability or... like, just forgetting. Both, probably.]
Well, okay... [The Hand floats over to linger behind Okuyasu now, mostly just so he can gesture at it every so often.] So, The Hand's right hand can cut stuff, right? And then the stuff that's left kinda snaps back together to fill in the space.
[This explanation comes complete with helpful hand motions, or rather, Okuyasu waving his hands some and then clapping them together in front of him. Like this!!! Obviously.]
So... if The Hand cuts space, then the stuff around there gets pulled toward the empty spot.
[See, here's the thing about Ochako: She's responsible, yes, but also very easily excitable. She listens carefully to his explanation—a solid five out of ten, by the way—and instantly thinks back to their little teamwork talk. How can they, as a team, effectively combine their abilities?
...Ah! Her eyes suddenly widen.]
So if I made something float, then you could use The Hand to chop away the space right in front of it, right? [Here is a very Iida-like chopping motion. Enjoy.] And then that would make it go forward really, really fast! And it wouldn't stop! We could send things flying! Or people, I guess, but...
[That seems dangerous? She leaves him with that thought as she looks down at her hands, wondering how quickly she could cancel her quirk if things were zooming through the sky. If she could time it just right, and they could send lots of things flying at the same time, then... hmm. Hmm.]
[It's a good explanation... it explains what the hell he just did to move her back a few feet in the blink of an eye, right, so it's good enough. She seems to get the gist of it, either way—finally, some appreciation for how cool The Hand is!!]
You wanna team up and be a human slingshot?
[That's the idea here, isn't it? He considers it, but only for about two seconds--] Yeah! Kickass! Float a rock or something right now!
[That is indeed the idea. Ochako gives him a quick nod, practically vibrating with excitement as she scans their surroundings for a decently sized rock. Not too big, but not too small. The perfect rock. And—ta-da! Spotting something suitable not too far ahead of them, she runs forward to scoop it up.]
Okay! [Aaaaand she's hustling right back, dropping half of a crumbly brick into the air in front of him. Where it, you know. Floats.] But try to aim it up and over the houses! Toward the forest!
[Okuyasu watches intently as she picks a rock, ready to judge it - looks good!!! He pokes it with a finger to make it spin in place just because, while The Hand floats over to get in position. Okuyasu really puts in the effort here, even holding up a hand and closing one eye to aim with his thumb. He does not know how this works, but he's seen movies, so this seems like the thing you do in this situation.
Okay!] Alright, stay back there!
[This is going to be a Team Hand effort, as Okuyasu bumps the floating brick up higher so he can spike it forward like a volleyball (do not try this. this hurts like hell.), giving it momentum before The Hand swipes space in front of it to give it even more. There it goes... how far will it go...?!
Well it goes pretty far, but not over the houses, smacking into a wall and crumbling.]
[What an impressive show he's putting on. Ochako watches everything with wide eyes, totally prepared to see their improvised missile fly right out of sight... until it, you know, hits a wall and breaks apart in a rather anticlimactic fashion. Hmph. She just silently presses her fingers together to cancel her quirk, not wanting little bits of brick dust to float all over the place.]
That wasn't so bad for a test run! We just need to practice a little bit. [Positive, as always. Casting a glance over at his spiking hand, she tries to sneakily make sure that it's okay.] Maybe one day you can come train with me.
[It was a good first test aside from the insufficient... lift, or whatever... Okuyasu is still pretty pleased with it, idly rubbing his hand where he smacked it into a rock. It's red, but he's not bleeding—so it's a good end.]
What kinda training? I don't do, like, jumping jacks.
[Jumping jacks? Please. Shaking her head, she resists the urge to roll her eyes as they keep moseying along.]
You can do whatever works for you, I guess. I'm trying to get better at using my quirk, so I've been seeing how long I can stay in the air without getting sick. Oh, and I've been trying to increase my weight limit, too! [She shrugs.] Three tons isn't bad, but I want to get it up to four tons.
[He shouldn't say such mean things, especially when they make Ochako snicker. Now she's going to feel guilty the next time she sees Nanjo and it's all Okuyasu's fault!! Gosh!]
He's not that bad! He's just a little rude sometimes. [Well, it's the truth.] There are really big rocks in the woods, you know, and all kinds of logs. If I make a bunch of stuff float at once, it adds up.
[Not, like, three tons' worth, but she does her best. As for the rest, well... damn, Okuyasu, that is the million dollar question.]
That's just how it's always been! It's worse when I make myself float, though. It feels like everything is spinning.
[Okuyasu did nothing wrong, or: Nanjo maybe deserves it. Okuyasu shrugs, grinning; he likes Nanjo, really, he does, but dude needs to calm down for one day before he has about eight heart attacks at once and explodes. But that's just Okuyasu's opinion.]
Huh. They don't have medicine for superpowers yet? [That's... the first thing he thinks of. He remembers her looking ill on the motorcycle, so surely there's an Airborne for quirks--] That sucks.
[Airborne for quirks. GOD. Alas, no such thing will never exist.]
It's not so bad. It just means that I have to get stronger, you know? The more I practice, the better I'll get! That's why you should let me practice on you.
[A joke! A very obvious joke! She's not even stretching her hand out to him this time.]
[At least she only teases him about silly things. His reaction is, as always, Very Funny, and she can't help but to grin. Look at her! The very picture of innocence!]
You get used to it! [But okay, okay, no more jokes. His house is finally in sight, and so she picks up the pace.] Come on, let's hurry. I hope there's not a mess to clean up.
[Because something was cooking, but she's not thinking about what it was... oh, no way...]
Yeah, yeah... Nothing burned down, so it's gotta be fine.
[Probably-- how long are you supposed to boil a lobster, he wonders, not for the first time. But as they return to the house there doesn't seem to be anything amiss, and why would there be - Okuyasu himself is probably the housemate most likely to go poking around food that isn't his, considering.
So: lobster dinner, still totally on. Salty water is heading for the stove.]
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Okay, then you just gotta keep up. [He gives her a considering look as he stands and hefts the pot up, like he's really seriously making a judgment call here... it's nonsense, it's nothing.] Yeah, I think you can handle that.
[Is that team initiation? A hazing?? Something like it. And look, he is carrying this pot of water like it's nothing, he is still ripped as hell...] Remember what happened the last time it was just you and me and floating stuff?
[He was upside down for like five minutes????]
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I can definitely handle anything that happens.
[So there! It's not like he's about to get a speech, though. Hoping that the determined edge to her voice is enough, she allows herself to relax—and to smile broadly once again—as she thinks back on their first meeting. Does she remember it? Oh, of course she remembers it. Forget the serious stuff; this is way more entertaining to think about.]
That was fun! You were such a baby about it. [The truth hurts! Unable to stop herself, she dramatically stretches a hand out toward him.] Want to try it again?
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But okay, okay, he waves a hand at her instead of going for the complementary head pat again. Which for the record is very hard to resist because he's like a foot taller than her, come on, it's fated. But okay—he wasn't a baby!!!]
I should kick your ass for that, but I'm not gonna 'cause you... [uhhh] helped with the potatoes.
[genius. anyway,]
I'm not going anywhere off the ground unless you want this whole pot dumped on you! I'm serious!
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You wouldn't do that. [He's much too nice, and that's why she waves her hand even closer to his arm.] Besides, I can carry the pot and pull you along behind me! Easy!
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Oh yeah? How easy?
[It's too bad he already knows she has to touch something to float it away, so he can easily use The Hand like he does right now to swipe at the space just behind her, which effectively pulls her back a yard or so without really any sensation beyond, like, the slight breeze when she moves. And also The Hand is hovering around behind her, but details.]
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—wait, where'd he go? She blinks at the empty space she's currently reaching toward, confused, before realizing that he's still there. He's just... ahead of her? Somehow? And casually walking along like nothing just happened? The fact that The Hand is with her doesn't even register in her mind, because she's much too focused on her (very rude) friend.]
H-Hey! That's not fair! [Like making him float is fair, but whatever, let her ignore that fact as she jogs after him.] How'd you do that?
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teens.]
Seriously? C'mon. [Some people have trade secrets, but not Okuyasu, who just nods over her shoulder at The Hand, still chilling there. That's it. That's the explanation.]
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That's— [Nope! She'll just end that with a disgruntled huff instead.] You didn't tell me he could do something like that...
[Okuyasu: A dirty cheater.]
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[No, for real, what? He's certainly not been secretive about The Hand and all of those somewhat crazy dangerous powers, so- uh!! This is genuine confusion on his face, while he thinks back...]
Could've sworn I did... Well, you got to learn the hands-on way, I guess.
[get it. because.]
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But I want to know how it works! Can you explain it?
[Don't make her say please.]
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Well, okay... [The Hand floats over to linger behind Okuyasu now, mostly just so he can gesture at it every so often.] So, The Hand's right hand can cut stuff, right? And then the stuff that's left kinda snaps back together to fill in the space.
[This explanation comes complete with helpful hand motions, or rather, Okuyasu waving his hands some and then clapping them together in front of him. Like this!!! Obviously.]
So... if The Hand cuts space, then the stuff around there gets pulled toward the empty spot.
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...Ah! Her eyes suddenly widen.]
So if I made something float, then you could use The Hand to chop away the space right in front of it, right? [Here is a very Iida-like chopping motion. Enjoy.] And then that would make it go forward really, really fast! And it wouldn't stop! We could send things flying! Or people, I guess, but...
[That seems dangerous? She leaves him with that thought as she looks down at her hands, wondering how quickly she could cancel her quirk if things were zooming through the sky. If she could time it just right, and they could send lots of things flying at the same time, then... hmm. Hmm.]
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You wanna team up and be a human slingshot?
[That's the idea here, isn't it? He considers it, but only for about two seconds--] Yeah! Kickass! Float a rock or something right now!
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Okay! [Aaaaand she's hustling right back, dropping half of a crumbly brick into the air in front of him. Where it, you know. Floats.] But try to aim it up and over the houses! Toward the forest!
[She'll just be taking a step back now...]
that icon?
Okay!] Alright, stay back there!
[This is going to be a Team Hand effort, as Okuyasu bumps the floating brick up higher so he can spike it forward like a volleyball (do not try this. this hurts like hell.), giving it momentum before The Hand swipes space in front of it to give it even more. There it goes... how far will it go...?!
Well it goes pretty far, but not over the houses, smacking into a wall and crumbling.]
i did type "vibrating with excitement," did i not
That wasn't so bad for a test run! We just need to practice a little bit. [Positive, as always. Casting a glance over at his spiking hand, she tries to sneakily make sure that it's okay.] Maybe one day you can come train with me.
i don't know what i expected
What kinda training? I don't do, like, jumping jacks.
[He just punches. Only punch.]
mmkay, michael bluth
You can do whatever works for you, I guess. I'm trying to get better at using my quirk, so I've been seeing how long I can stay in the air without getting sick. Oh, and I've been trying to increase my weight limit, too! [She shrugs.] Three tons isn't bad, but I want to get it up to four tons.
[It ain't no thing.]
don't do me dirty like that
The hell did you find around here that's actually three tons? Nanjo's ego? [This ZINGER. He is on FIRE.]
How come you get sick when you use it a while?
at least i didn't call you gob
He's not that bad! He's just a little rude sometimes. [Well, it's the truth.] There are really big rocks in the woods, you know, and all kinds of logs. If I make a bunch of stuff float at once, it adds up.
[Not, like, three tons' worth, but she does her best. As for the rest, well... damn, Okuyasu, that is the million dollar question.]
That's just how it's always been! It's worse when I make myself float, though. It feels like everything is spinning.
that's true, i have been shown small mercies
Huh. They don't have medicine for superpowers yet? [That's... the first thing he thinks of. He remembers her looking ill on the motorcycle, so surely there's an Airborne for quirks--] That sucks.
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It's not so bad. It just means that I have to get stronger, you know? The more I practice, the better I'll get! That's why you should let me practice on you.
[A joke! A very obvious joke! She's not even stretching her hand out to him this time.]
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Aw, c'mon! It's weird fumbling around in the air!
[At this rate he'll cave eventually, but not while he's holding this water. Be patient. Eat some potatoes in the meantime.]
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You get used to it! [But okay, okay, no more jokes. His house is finally in sight, and so she picks up the pace.] Come on, let's hurry. I hope there's not a mess to clean up.
[Because something was cooking, but she's not thinking about what it was... oh, no way...]
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[Probably-- how long are you supposed to boil a lobster, he wonders, not for the first time. But as they return to the house there doesn't seem to be anything amiss, and why would there be - Okuyasu himself is probably the housemate most likely to go poking around food that isn't his, considering.
So: lobster dinner, still totally on. Salty water is heading for the stove.]
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