[That last part is something Yato can handle. He's in no mood for a game of "guess the weakness", "whack-a-wolf", or any other silly shenanigans the dumb, vicious beast might want to engage in. It's a rarity, but this time he just wants to spill some blood, be it of the kaiju, the cultists, or both. He's not picky right now.
Well, at least he didn't get whacked one way or the other, though somehow he's mildly irritated to have bits of exploded rubble fall over him like sprinkles on a god cupcake when he was perfectly fine dodging. He'd much rather Bakugo finish up whatever the hell he's got going on and get his butt back in the fray... ah, looks like he is done. That's good then. Could've still let him look cool, at least. Punk. And he doesn't even offer him a hand! Brat.
That's fine, too. He's perfectly able to get up on his own-- except for Bakugo dropping a shitty brick on him like it's meant to be a damn paper weight. He lets out an oof and winces, glaring at the kid with a scathing look. Yeah, he was yelling, but only because some people were doing all the work!]
Wolfsbane, huh? You'd have thought they'd do more meticulous weeding if their boss is allergic. [Snatching the brick, he flips up onto his feet, planting one sword in the ground.] Alright then, let's do this! Time to play, you bastard!
[Scanning the room, he waits for the feel of that pulsing energy again and nods in that direction before bolting forward.] Try to keep up, Bakugo! [Being an asshole on purpose? Damn right.]
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Well, at least he didn't get whacked one way or the other, though somehow he's mildly irritated to have bits of exploded rubble fall over him like sprinkles on a god cupcake when he was perfectly fine dodging. He'd much rather Bakugo finish up whatever the hell he's got going on and get his butt back in the fray... ah, looks like he is done. That's good then. Could've still let him look cool, at least. Punk. And he doesn't even offer him a hand! Brat.
That's fine, too. He's perfectly able to get up on his own-- except for Bakugo dropping a shitty brick on him like it's meant to be a damn paper weight. He lets out an oof and winces, glaring at the kid with a scathing look. Yeah, he was yelling, but only because some people were doing all the work!]
Wolfsbane, huh? You'd have thought they'd do more meticulous weeding if their boss is allergic. [Snatching the brick, he flips up onto his feet, planting one sword in the ground.] Alright then, let's do this! Time to play, you bastard!
[Scanning the room, he waits for the feel of that pulsing energy again and nods in that direction before bolting forward.] Try to keep up, Bakugo! [Being an asshole on purpose? Damn right.]