[Bakugo doesn't think this place will change. Sure each month something happens, new people are brought in, but everything continues like clockwork. Make money, fuck, keep money, fuck, jockey ranks, fuck, try to escape, and you guessed it, fuck. His life bounced back and forth between repetitive and dynamic, daily school and studies clashing with villainous interference and pushing himself in training. Guess, after a while, he's gonna know how animals in the fucking zoo feel...
Damn right he won himself a bunch of points. Even makes a show of checking his watch with a smirk as a flurry of numbers add to his score. What, did Chobe think he could sit here and pick off a group one by one while Mr. Competitive is bouncing around?]
I wasn't. You just lined them up.
[No, it was instinctive. The guy was getting shot at and a whole group intended to pounce him! Bakugo's always been someone to go for the direct route. Taking out idiots who weren't smart enough to watch their surroundings means they don't have to deal with them later. He clicks his tongue in annoyance. Chobe's really gunning to see him get violent, huh.]
Sicko. [Another BOOM! vaults Bakugo over the man's head, swinging one leg down at the drop of his arc and slamming his knee straight into the second thug's skull. Back of it. Cubes fly out around his joint and he instantly drops from the ladder, bouncing his way down to splatter/shatter/scatter all over the alley floor below. If Chobe ever sees Bakugo's hero costume, those metal knee pads were designed-- BY HIM --for the express purpose to "kill with his knees". Which, no, he hasn't done yet.
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Damn right he won himself a bunch of points. Even makes a show of checking his watch with a smirk as a flurry of numbers add to his score. What, did Chobe think he could sit here and pick off a group one by one while Mr. Competitive is bouncing around?]
I wasn't. You just lined them up.
[No, it was instinctive. The guy was getting shot at and a whole group intended to pounce him! Bakugo's always been someone to go for the direct route. Taking out idiots who weren't smart enough to watch their surroundings means they don't have to deal with them later. He clicks his tongue in annoyance. Chobe's really gunning to see him get violent, huh.]
Sicko. [Another BOOM! vaults Bakugo over the man's head, swinging one leg down at the drop of his arc and slamming his knee straight into the second thug's skull. Back of it. Cubes fly out around his joint and he instantly drops from the ladder, bouncing his way down to splatter/shatter/scatter all over the alley floor below. If Chobe ever sees Bakugo's hero costume, those metal knee pads were designed-- BY HIM --for the express purpose to "kill with his knees". Which, no, he hasn't done yet.
Unless Chobe counts this one.]