[He's not gonna laser Chobe if he doesn't give him a reason to. Much rather blow up this shitty hotel and see everyone inside go back to their own homes. Can't say he's ever seen a plant person make use of a laser. Bakugo knows a few plant-based Quirks in his world, yet lasers aren't in their arsenal. He's got a classmate who can fire lasers from his navel...
Look, Bakugo's not a good team player either, always demanding to be the leader (and having the skills to back up those demands) while treating others on his team as resources to manage and make the best use of. He's gotten better over the year, but it's not instinctive. Why spend the resources of two or three people when one person (him) can get the entire job done faster, easier, and more efficiently? Unless they can do something he can't. And even that's a struggle given his Quirk's versatility and his intelligence + adaptable nature.]
Shut up and make it. [Didn't ask for a damn commentary. Bakugo takes the gourd, not even making a face at the way vines grow from Chobe's hand. He's seen grosser. Instead, he presses the top against the plant-man's scythe tip and swiftly slices it off, leaving a small hole to the inside. Then inverts his free hand over it, middle finger pointed down into the opening. Clear liquid beads at the tip before dripping, dripping, leaking, then trickling inside. It's not a fast stream, he can't secret his sweat at the same rate as people can work up saliva. But within a few seconds, enough's collected in the gourd. Which he hands right back to Chobe.]
Better. Plug it up and throw it over the wall. Don't shake it.
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Look, Bakugo's not a good team player either, always demanding to be the leader (and having the skills to back up those demands) while treating others on his team as resources to manage and make the best use of. He's gotten better over the year, but it's not instinctive. Why spend the resources of two or three people when one person (him) can get the entire job done faster, easier, and more efficiently? Unless they can do something he can't. And even that's a struggle given his Quirk's versatility and his intelligence + adaptable nature.]
Shut up and make it. [Didn't ask for a damn commentary. Bakugo takes the gourd, not even making a face at the way vines grow from Chobe's hand. He's seen grosser. Instead, he presses the top against the plant-man's scythe tip and swiftly slices it off, leaving a small hole to the inside. Then inverts his free hand over it, middle finger pointed down into the opening. Clear liquid beads at the tip before dripping, dripping, leaking, then trickling inside. It's not a fast stream, he can't secret his sweat at the same rate as people can work up saliva. But within a few seconds, enough's collected in the gourd. Which he hands right back to Chobe.]
Better. Plug it up and throw it over the wall. Don't shake it.
[Here's your grenade, man.]