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[brother_nature]

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[blastedass]

A threat's a violent promise.

[What kind of violence is the clincher. Yeah, Bakugo was pretty sure the guy wouldn't know what a redwood, or a missile, was. He doesn't chase the topic. And while he might otherwise challenge Chobe to a second round, he's aware his trek's reached the end. Bastard has a patience limit and like hell is Bakugo going to come off as a begging or clingy to anyone. He can't stop Chobe from being a violent piece of shit to other people all the time, but... he can sour grape a compromise over the hotel getting damaged because it swallowed a problem child.

Bakugo promptly flicks Chobe's tongue with his middle finger. Keep that in there unless you're gonna use it, Zombie.]

Shut up. You wouldn't have made those faces if it was a kid's game. [Chobe genuinely enjoyed himself. He's not going to find this kind of setup out in the hotel. Thugs aren't running around attacking people. Snipers don't sit in the rafters. Organized crime won't put bounties on his head. For someone who loves chaos, there's not a lot out in the hotel.]

Do what you want with it. You know how to work the controls. [At least for a beginner. Bakugo walks to the panel and keys in a few more commands on its surface. Similar construction happens in reverse, buildings sliding into walls, lampposts breaking down into vanishing cubes, the skyline rushing towards them as the back wall surges into proper placement.]

I'll get by on it until I get the chance to rip this fucking bird apart with my own damn hands. [All of this is practice for taking out the Golden Peacock. From beating up monsters to taking out henchmen to maneuvering through changing landscape. Bakugo refuses to let any of his skills go soft in this stupid golden cage.] Unless you're gonna try to give me a challenge in here.

[Yeah, that's an invitation to spar or fight in the future.]

[brother_nature]

You know what? I'm gonna steal that.

[He's not wrong!! Look at him, donating some good villain lines for later. When the setting begins to dissolve and retract, once more Chobe startles slightly. Can't kill old habits in a day, he supposes. He's reminded how empty and white the room originally was, and how uncomfortable that felt. He'll have to mess with the controls himself later, or find a way to leave something on when folks aren't there. . .

Welp, problems for later. His tension eases, and he gives a light laugh.]

Why don't you conjure up what ya think the big bird looks like, and find different ways to tear 'em apart? Might do ya some good.

[It's a joke, but he wouldn't be surprised if the hero does have knowledge on how to incapacitate a giant peacock. Why not! This kid's got more pent up aggression than Chobe has ever had, and he's lived a century. It's impressive, honestly. He shakes his head, amused, and then starts making his way to the exit.]

If I feel like pissin' ya off, sure, I'll hit ya up. So long as you keep it interesting.

See ya around, Sparky.

[blastedass]

Go for it.

[Surprised that was Chobe's first time hearing it. Or even thinking it. Oh don't get him wrong; Bakugo's said some shit that'd make other heroes pause and look at him weird. Did a hero just threaten to splatter someone across the wall? Yep! Did he tell a shop owner to learn how to use a fucking shotgun to blow away thieves next time? Yep! Did he yell "DIE!!" at his opponent before nuking them with full force? YEP!! You know, there's this ranking in Bakugo's world called "Heroes that look like Villains"...

The room returns to its normal sterile white cell look and Bakugo heads for the door. It'll likely clean itself up before the next person arrives. Or the staff will. He's never hung around long enough after using it to watch. Better things to do.]

Tch. Maybe. [That's not a bad idea, even if it feels kinda stupid. Bad enough mood over something hotel-related petty and he might just do that.] It's probably designed not to show any actual trace of the damn thing.

[Someone might use to try for an advantage. And unfortunately, no, Bakugo has not fought a giant peacock before. He exits the door and steps to the side, letting Chobe come out, before shutting it. Then shoves his hands into his pockets and turns halfway to the left, intending to take his leave.]

Hmph. Don't bore me, Zombie.

Later.