[ooc: sorry for the delay; a hurricane ran me over]
[Who the hell knows if Godzilla ever had to cook something skewered over a fire? Bakugo doubts it, so seeing the guy manage that without instruction is impressive and curious. Someone must've taught him how to, or else he watched a person cook from afar.
Even though he marked where the airport is, there's no way it can help them so long as the fog eternally rolls them back around. And without an actual map of this damn area, they best they have is a single point of direction. Better than nothing though. Their trek through the forest didn't leave Bakugo enough time to make trail markers.]
That would poison those locations, Goji. Radiation's toxic to most living things. [Even if it's sealed in canisters, it usually finds a way to leak out. Though he agrees with Godzilla's idea; it would let him track the radiation and give him a beacon to important areas. On the same note...] How much radiation do you need to recharge?
[Shoving his mouth over a nuclear power plant's exhaust for three hours is one thing for a sixty-story tall kaiju. But a ten foot one? Even less if he's stuck in human for. Could they make something portable to send to Godzilla in a battle if he needs a recharge?
Bakugo's RIGHT on the verge of flushing and yelling when Godzilla slaps "mate" in implicating Denji to him, but quickly reels it back when the big guy continues. Right, that's how he refers to shit.] What den? You smelled something?
[One, a colloquialism he doesn't know. Two, worded that way, of course he's going to take it the wrong way!]
Che! Maybe. If we have to fight a damn kaiju that can teleport us wherever the fuck it wants, we're gonna need to stick to long-range fighting.
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[Who the hell knows if Godzilla ever had to cook something skewered over a fire? Bakugo doubts it, so seeing the guy manage that without instruction is impressive and curious. Someone must've taught him how to, or else he watched a person cook from afar.
Even though he marked where the airport is, there's no way it can help them so long as the fog eternally rolls them back around. And without an actual map of this damn area, they best they have is a single point of direction. Better than nothing though. Their trek through the forest didn't leave Bakugo enough time to make trail markers.]
That would poison those locations, Goji. Radiation's toxic to most living things. [Even if it's sealed in canisters, it usually finds a way to leak out. Though he agrees with Godzilla's idea; it would let him track the radiation and give him a beacon to important areas. On the same note...] How much radiation do you need to recharge?
[Shoving his mouth over a nuclear power plant's exhaust for three hours is one thing for a sixty-story tall kaiju. But a ten foot one? Even less if he's stuck in human for. Could they make something portable to send to Godzilla in a battle if he needs a recharge?
Bakugo's RIGHT on the verge of flushing and yelling when Godzilla slaps "mate" in implicating Denji to him, but quickly reels it back when the big guy continues. Right, that's how he refers to shit.] What den? You smelled something?
[One, a colloquialism he doesn't know. Two, worded that way, of course he's going to take it the wrong way!]
Che! Maybe. If we have to fight a damn kaiju that can teleport us wherever the fuck it wants, we're gonna need to stick to long-range fighting.