TEAM BUILDING EVENT #3

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TEAM BUILDING EVENT #3

CONTENT WARNINGS: medical content

▶ 001. WELL DESERVED REST.

With no sign of upcoming city-level threats, LILITH has made the decision to provide Outsiders with a well-deserved break: there will be no official missions for the month of December. Outsiders are free to roam the city, continue their usual civilian jobs or take a holiday to any of the locations available via data portal. During this period, LILITH leadership will also be taking time off and any attempts to contact them will be met with an ‘out of office’ return email unless it is an emergency. (Dr. Spim is still around, but … he is a cat and doesn’t answer anyway... unless he feels like it.)

That isn’t to say it’s going to be a completely quiet month, of course. Our players have kindly prepared several player plots that anyone is welcome to join. Please refer to the top level here for links to the relevant plots. An updated quest has also been listed here.

Additionally, the Outsiders Program has successfully finished its first year! LILITH will be giving all Outsiders old and new a thank you bonus of 500,000 KRYPTOS (approximately 3230 USD) to spend freely on their holiday. Try not to spend it all on pachinko!

▶ 002. LET IT SNOW.

Starting December 1st, the temperature in Neo Tokyo will take a dive as the country enters into winter. The first signs of snowfall will occur on December 1st, and as it continues, the city will be transformed into a winter wonderland. The shops and restaurants of Neo Tokyo are capitalizing on the approaching festivities, putting up Christmas lights, Christmas trees and decorations. Many stores are having sales on warm clothing and popular gifts. Isn’t it the perfect time to find some nice gifts for your friends?

While only a suggestion, it is encouraged to support the integration of the orphans from Transylvania by taking them out on a winter adventure.

Winter activities found in Neo Tokyo include:

- Christmas Winter Illuminations. Certain parts of the city will be lit up in Christmas lights and holographic, winter-themed illuminations. Stop by at the right time and there might even be a drone show to watch.
- Ice sculpture building. Artists have gathered in Yoyogi Park to showcase their latest ice sculpture creations. Outsiders may view the attraction or join in on the ice sculpture contest. Winners will get prize money.
- Ice-skating. The Yokohama Red Brick Ice Rink is open again and characters are free to go skating with their friends. As a part of its latest attraction, the ice has been fitted with microscopic nanobots that light up when touched, causing the ice to glow or showcase striking colors as people skate across it.
- Playing in the snow. Even under threat of kaiju, the people of Neo Tokyo take the time to have fun when they can. Through the streets, there are people making snow angels or pelting each other with snowballs.

Characters may visit Las Vegas, Kyoto or Okinawa using the data portals. Kyoto and Okinawa continue to be uninhabited, but they can camp there if they wish. They are free to book a hotel and enjoy their holiday in Las Vegas too, where the city will have its own brand of winter activities (winter illuminations, Christmas shows, ice-skating and holiday-themed Vegas shows). While the weather is still cold, it will be snowing in Kyoto but not in Okinawa or Las Vegas.

▶ 003. SNUGGLE UP.

All the lights and festivities happening in the city are putting some strain on the power grid, and this leads to occasional bouts of power failure during the month of December. These seem to be happening in the base and throughout the city of Neo Tokyo, and they last for a few hours each time. With hospital equipment running on back-up generators, it isn’t a huge cause for concern, but it certainly is an annoyance; especially with the weather so cold.

LILITH robots will be offering Outsiders on the base extra blankets (traditional and emergency foil blankets) along with heat packs to get through the cold. Starting a fire within the base will not be allowed since it is a hazard, so those who still need the extra warmth will need to find other creative ways to obtain it. A snuggle never hurt anyone, right? There is one operational fireplace in the Library, and Outsiders may notice an influx of small tables throughout the base with self-serve hot beverages on battery operated kettles, such as tea, hot cocoa & artificial coffee. As Outsiders congregate around the base, snuggled up in their new festive blankets, perhaps now would be a good time for some classic party games such as Never Have I Ever and Two Truths and a Lie.

▶ 004. TAKE YOUR MEDICINE.

Dr. Spim takes regular cat naps anyway, so he doesn’t see the need to take a holiday. As a result, he has continued to work tirelessly on finetuning the cure for the vampiric disease. Throughout the month, he will make several requests for volunteers (those with and without the vampiric disease) to participate in the ongoing clinical trials.

The serum he is testing will not cause harm to the body, but it might result in any of the following side effects:

- Dizziness, fatigue and difficulty coordinating movement.
- Fever, chills and a desperate need for warmth.
- Mood changes, which can present as euphoric or depressed or both.
- Hallucinations or delusions.
- Increased hunger, thirst or other physical needs (interpret as you wish.)
- A ravenous need for blood (for vampires.)

Certain volunteers may encounter no side effects at all, while some may experience all of them. Luck of the draw, really. The side effects are not permanent and last for a few hours. As always, Dr. Spim will explain the possible side effects and get consent before administering the medicine.

By the end of the month, a stable cure will be finalized and LILITH robots will deliver it to all those affected by the vampiric disease (if your character was already a vampire, don't worry about it). It is highly encouraged to take the medicine! Dr. Spim has no time to chase down the people refusing to take their medicine, so he might pay some of their friends to do it for him. He is a cat. He has better things to do (such as knock this beaker off the table….)

As an OOC note, please do not let your character remain a vampire unless they are already a vampiric character. The vampire event in Transylvania was meant to only have temporary effect.

▶ 005. AFTERWORD.

Welcome to our third team building event! All tags on this log are worth 2 points and will count towards December AC.

We have a lot of player plots this month, and are using this log to encourage players to participate in the player plots since the event itself is light. As a reminder, the mod team will be taking a break during the month of December and will not be answering any questions at this time.

EVENT BREAKDOWN/RECAP (CLICK TO EXPAND)

1. WELL DESERVED REST: Outsiders enjoy a quiet month with no kaiju attacks, but are provided plenty of things to do (via player plots) and they are welcome to use the data portal to travel to Okinawa and Las Vegas at this time.

2. LET IT SNOW: Heavy snowfall turns Neo Tokyo into a winter wonderland with many snow related activities to participate in such as ice skating, ice sculpture making, etc. LILITH encourages the Outsiders to allow the misplaced orphans to participate in some of these activities.

3. SNUGGLE UP: The power outages strike again, this time from too many festive lights that overheat the generators. LILITH provides Outsiders with emergency blankets and hot beverages during times of outages.

4. TAKE YOUR MEDICINE: Dr. Spim trial runs an antidote for the vampiric disease that struck Outsiders during their mission in Brasov. He takes volunteers who are both vampires and not. Finally, a cure is made, and all Outsiders are asked to take it (please do not let your character remain a vampire unless they are already a vampiric character.)

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[blastedass]

[he said he'd think about it. no teenager in his world of heroes would have gotten through life without being attracted to someone in a costume. or thinking a costume was sexy. hell, midnight-sensei designed her costume to be provocative on purpose. denji wanting to fuck in costume isn't strange, but... it's weird. two different feelings about it clash inside, one part flattered and turned on his boyfriend though his costume sexy enough to want to fuck in it, one part irritated because his costume is special and means being a hero! not some damn thrill! yet they've kissed on missions, he's had denji grind against him while he wrapped and arm around his boyfriend's shoulders in full costume before, he grumbled or smirked at the half-devil's flirts while they were cooling down from a fight. perhaps it'd be better to encourage denji to do it after the fact, when they were both hot and bothered in more ways than one. at least it'd be less awkward than deliberately gearing up... to fuck.]

If the power goes out in the base, we're gonna have to find a running hotel. [which is not that hard at all given the size of the city. a block would have to go out to knock the base's power down. leaving the other outsiders to hole up warm in a hotel isn't a bad idea. probably get a number of them in agreement too. katsuki will agree to denji's suggestion if the power goes. no point in freezing for no fucking reason. warm heater air switches with savory and salty aromas of fast food bags. he reaches for the bag, paper sliding against his fingers as he trades it for emptiness in denji's grip to free his hand for he drink. a light squeeze from the cupholder sheds a ring of droplets around the cup, but holds it without a problem. katsuki sets the tray on his lap for security while the other boy handles driving the car. if denji wants to eat in the car, they're stopping. while katsuki would forgive his boyfriend for making a mess, he'd definitely be forcing him to deep clean the whole damn seat, or wherever else it ended up.

damn, more snow, more winter, more cold. katsuki holds a hand out to the heater, opening and closing his fingers to warm them up again. he can feel his sweat drying on his palm. weakness. which is worse, driving through the rain or the snow? he pulls denji back so he's not lurched forward in the seat to peer out the window. if the visibility's so bad he's fogging up the damn windshield trying to look, then they're pulling off the road and waiting for the snow to pass! when denji squeezes his hand for some warmth, katsuki hoists it up and holds them both in front of the heater to warm his boyfriend's fingers. he's more than happy to shut the door behind him and lock his car up tight against the cold outside. shutters roll down over the garage, blocking the vehicles from getting snowed over during the night.]

You run, you're gonna slip and crack your fucking head open. [then how's he going to enjoy his burger? now, they'll fast walk/stalk towards the building against the snow and reach it before everything turns winter hell. katsuki pulls the door open, ushering denji in first (even puts his foot on his butt to "kick" him inside) and follows his boyfriend soon after. grumbling and cussing about the cold and snow as the door shuts behind him. goddamn weather! luckily none of their food was ruined. rather than visit with any outsider happening to linger in the common room, katsuki tugs his scarf free as he stomps off towards his own room, not wanting to talk to anyone right now. he put a lot of tolerance out today handling the mission. his "people" meter isn't just depleted; it's running on negative.

doesn't even bother stopping at his room; he goes right to denji's and shuts the door behind him, as if that seals off the entire day with a solid thud.]

[nutkick]

Pfft, I won't slip ... [ he grumbled under his breath, only to realize the second his boot touched the ground, he was about to bust his skull open if he tried. fuck. the car doors slammed shut almost simultaneously, the sound muffled by the heavy blanket of falling snow. cold air bit at their faces, and snowflakes clung to their hair and clothes as they broke into a hurried walk, their breath visible in short, frosty bursts. once they make it in the base, denji could finally relax— content to walk in into a warm space, the perfect temperature for an invite to cuddle under the blanket. denji made an effort to offer any outsider they walked past a quick nod of acknowledgment but didn't bother to hold his partner back, allowing bakugou to retreat into his bedroom a few steps ahead and following him soon after - finally, locking the door behind them, starting off their night routine.

he stumbled inside, his footsteps echoing faintly against the floor before he kicked his boots to the side. the transition from the numbing cold to the heated indoors was comforting, and he felt he could breathe out a lot easier now, chest lighter. the half-devil's room greeted them with its usual imperfection —a mild cluttered mess of clothes strewn across the bed and his personal recliner armchair that harbored him most of those difficult nights, leaving an endless imprint. an empty mug balancing on the edge of the desk, and a pile of trashy magazines tugged lazily under his bed. bakugou has seen it before, but not as much since denji made an effort to clean up if he knew his boyfriend was coming over. tonight he wasn't as prepared. he watched as bakugou paced further inside his room, probably gathering the comments he was about to drop about the mess before him. he'd allow him, and with an easy smile— denji placed their dinner aside and reached out instinctively, brushing snow off his lover's shoulders as they stood in the center of the room. with a quick, gentle motion, he unzipped bakugou's jacket, easing it off his stiffened arms. snowflakes fell in clumps to the floor, dissolving almost instantly on the warm tiles. ]

I was with you from sunrise. Pretty damn good excuse not to clean my room, right? [ ah, he tried. denji then pulled away and hung the jacket on a nearby hook, pausing to smooth it out before turning back. he rubbed his hands together, the friction bringing a fleeting sting of heat to his numb fingers; shoulders hunched as he peeled off his scarf, tossing it aside before blowing into his cupped hands, the sound soft but urgent. the thought of a shower is haunting, but maybe he'd be more motivated when his body warms up and he fills his tummy with food. his bed, however, is something else. it was an inviting haven, layered with soft, plush blankets that practically begged to be climbed into on a cold night. the foundation was a thick, oversized comforter in a dark gray; its surface was slightly textured but soft to the touch. a wool blanket was layered on top, and at the foot of the bed rests an extra quilt, folded as a backup for those especially icy nights. there is an upgrade from his sad single pillow, which they had to share many nights, to having two firm ones for sleeping, flanked by a couple of larger, overstuffed ones for leaning back while unwinding. he truly built a nest, and it perfectly explains why he's not a fucking morning person, too. ]

Make yourself comfortable. [ whether bakugou wanted to get into something cozier or keep his clothes on — it's up to him. he's free to go through the closet and borrow whatever he fancies from his clothes if he wishes. as for denji, he's happy to get out of those thick layers, drenched in melted snow and the dirt of their morning hike; opting to slip into a white hoodie and cozy sweatpants. the damn winter kills the invitation to a slow strip tease, instead he seemed eager to cover himself up! ]

[blastedass]

[bakugou caught denji at the small of his back, braced in case the guy opted to take a plunge into the snow-covered concrete. once assured he'd be fine, he dropped the touch and barreled across the snowy lot to reach the safety and warmth of the base. and then the familiar comfort of his boyfriend's room. dodging any attempts to socialize or get drawn into whatever the fuck's going on in the common room. no time or patience for that shit right now; he spent all he had on the mission this morning and is tapped out, dry as fuck, running on empty, and any other pleasant way to put it. of course, being greeted with the sight of denji's unkempt room always irks him. especially because bakugou always feels as if they just cleaned it yesterday! sometimes they have, sometimes they haven't, but dammit, ripcord pecs, can't you keep your room clean for a single fucking day?! (yes he can and bakugou knows it.) his chest sinks under a heaved sigh, no attempt to chide him for his lodging's state; denji's had a rough past month. he'll let him have his mess. for now. new year's resolution, however, is to keep it cleaner than normal. sheesh. it'd give the boy something to focus on, if anything. he glances once at the pile of magazines peeking out from the bed's frame, and ignores them with a scowl. his stomach clenches and refuses all attempts at distractions.

one hand swings up, a shoulder lifting in preparation to shuck his jacket, before another set of hands fall on his shoulder. he glances over behind him, red eyes narrowed beneath snow-dusted ashen blonde bangs... then lets his arms fall and surrenders the disrobing efforts to his boyfriend. bakugou steps forward, arms pulling behind him to shred the jacket off his limbs, and simultaneously pop his shoulders with a satisfying "crack" sounds. lava drools down his limbs in a result. fuck that feels better.] Yeah, yeah. I'm not bitching at you.

[he gets off free for this one. bakugou's cleaned denji's room before, sometimes quietly on his own while the boy's off at work, other times noisily yelling at him for letting it get this cluttered so quickly. he tosses his scarf over his shoulder, landing it on the rack in perfect blind shot. could've hit his boyfriend... denji's bed is, as ever in cold weather, a sheer promise of heat and cuddles. so many blankets, thick and hot soon enough with the addition of body heat. times he slept over meant he brought his pillow rather than sharing the half-devil's, but as they got closer, that happened less frequently (and meant denji got griped at a few times for having a pillow flatter than a fucking pancake). bakugou was glad to see more pillows appearing within those mounds of blankets over time. he knows far too well the alluring trap this bed exudes on cold mornings. a very warm body slotted up to his own, even further devilish inhibits suggesting he stay and skip for the day.]

I'm getting a shower when we're done eating. [after spending all day tromping around in the woods and underbrush, then messing about in the greenhouse for another few hours, bakugou's avoiding denji's bed on principle. no one wants to flop dirty into their bed (or shouldn't, because that's fucking gross) when it's all nice and clean. he sheds his thicker pants after his boots easily enough, leaving him in leggings and a pair of athletic shorts to go with his turtleneck. black, of course. showering would see him in his usual sweats, but that'll have to save itself for later. he takes a seat on the floor by the bed, opting to eat in front of his boyfriend like a damn savage. look, sometimes denji rubs off on him too.] Sit down before your stomach eats itself.

[the meta irony.]

[nutkick]

[ he's glad bakugou decided not to chew him off for the messy room, calling it a win. regardless, it didn't mean he wouldn't be more careful next time. he's learning, slowly but surely, how to keep his environment clean - something about walking into a tidy space helps clear an anxious mind, less clutter on the eye and more minimalistic. alas, he's still a teenager, even when he's living his last year of using such an excuse, and will hit the big '20' next september. he will still decorate his wall with printed pictures, buy unnecessary items to fill up his shelves, and use his bed as the perfect hub to chill, play games, and watch movies. it didn't mean he shouldn't sweep the floors, wipe the surface and windows and maybe light a scented candle to freshen up the space. yup, he's learning.

a shower — of course. there's a subtle shift in his gaze as if he's eyeing an invisible audience behind a camera lens, inwardly cursing in his head. yes, he knows. it's fucking gross to bounce into the bed with frozen sweat and dirt clinging to your skin. it's just ... ughhh, it's so cold! he has to strip, bare his body to the mercy of those icy walls of perdition that is their bathroom, and hope the water heats up fast enough and stays fucking warm! there is a heating system in there, sure, but it can do so much to make this experience as comfortable as the summer months. honestly, this is shameful and disgusting, but if bakugou wasn't here ... he'd probably end up sleeping in his filth and make it tomorrow's problem. the only con of dating is carrying the responsibility of not repelling your partner. that's when he closed his eyes in silent defeat and accepted his fate. he will have to shower, too. for bakugou. for his love. he shall face the winter devil head-on and survive. ]

I'll shower, too. [ he wanted to say something about his boyfriend's choice of seating, but denji understood the reason behind it. guess that's a gentle reminder to buy extra chairs and a small table for his room. across from the bed, a large window stretched ahead, framing the city beyond. the lights blinked in slow rhythms, their reflections casting faint streaks across the glass. the skyline was rather dull tonight, masked behind all the snow; the pale glow of the city gave the room a calming atmosphere. on the floor, a neat spread of food waited as bakugou pulled along the two takeout bags. denji joined him and sat cross-legged, their silhouette softened by the amber light from the lamp and the subtle spill of the city’s luminescence. he unwrapped the burger, the scent of grilled meat and melted cheese quickly filled up the air, soon followed by a muted crunch that broke the silence. oh yeah, look at that sauce— that's one hell of a juicy bite. bakugou's car wouldn't have survived this affair without a stain or two. even when he's enjoying the meal, he's conscious enough to wipe his mouth with a tissue after each chomp. manners aki shoved down his system during their time living together. ]

I bet you're maaaaad about your salad now, huh? [ he teased. ] I take you to a burger place, and you pick some greens. This should be a crime punishable by law. [ jokes and being a menace aside- ] Heh, I'll forgive you, though ... since I had a good time today. I guess I needed to do something other than going to work or staying at the base ...

[blastedass]

[no one said he had to strip until the bathroom's good and hot, dammit! let it fill to the brim with molten steam, coaxing with invitation and allure, then enter the improvised sauna and strip down. think ahead and they can even bring their night clothes with them, drying and dressing within the warm embrace of a completed shower. casting aside frigid walls to make their washing more enjoyable. bakugou's not about to call denji disgusting for sleeping in the mire of his own day's sweat and nature's dirt, but damn if he won't be dragging his boyfriend to the bathroom to wash off before getting in a clean bed with him.

granted, once upon a blue moon, the young hero's been so tired, he's collapsed in his bed or chair without passing through the shower's spray. but holy shit he's felt wretched upon waking up. washed off, stripped the bed, made the room fresh again before he returned to it at the following night. bakugou will make it his simple mission to lead denji through the art of showering in the winter without leaving the soles of his feet frozen to the floor or his skin two sizes too small from the frost as he races between doorways for scraps of warmth. this isn't the cruel outdoors, babe...]

Good. [bakugou isn't so prissy he hasn't eaten on the floor like some native in the fields. his own room isn't a welcoming aura of hosting if someone walks in. desk chair, bed, maybe an extra chair if he knows company's coming. only a few top-ranked outsiders get to chill in his room. denji, of course, has unlimited welcome in his room. with their meal unwrapped, he tosses the meat-topped salad a few times before adding dressing, letting emerald leaves and sage flicker amongst a tangy glaze with heated bite waiting within the film.

seasoned chicken strips may not be as juicy as denji's oozing burger catching skyline glows, but he'd much rather the tradeoff compared to putting a gut bomb in his stomach right before going to bed. shouldn't even be eating this late, dammit, but missions don't often square themselves away between the neat tucking of life. at least there's recourse to clean denji's tiled floor a lot easier than attempting to get stains out from bakugou's leather seats. his room's wooden floors at least have a protective covering over them, beyond what rugs exist.]

My chicken kicks the shit outta your burger, dammit! [don't taunt him for his choice to eat lighter before sleeping! hmph. bakugou rolls his eyes at the "crime" comment and shoves a spinach leaf toward denji's face on the tip of his chopsticks. he'll contaminate your burger with greens!] Aa. Take your strength back with force if you have to.

[nutkick]

[ fine. bakugou can teach him the art of surviving a shower in winter hell, but he'd still want to get out of it as soon as possible. after all, he didn't invest all his money in creating the perfect cuddle-friendly bed to be ignored that long. for now— denji settled on the floor with no complaints, leaning on bakugou's side a bit, with his back resting against the edge of the bed draped in a patchwork quilt. the floorboards creaked faintly as he shifted, unwrapping a burger from its crinkled paper, exposing more of the bun and meat for another bigger bite. steam rose faintly from the warm patty, a fleeting contrast to the chill that curled through the room. his gaze was steady, somewhere between present and distant, fixed on the same spot of nothingness that seemed to captivate him; the soft crunch of lettuce and the smear of sauce against his lip were the only disruptions to the stillness. and then, he could feel something picking at his half-open mouth as bakugou offered him a taste - whatever it might be, denji relaxed his jaw and kept staring at the view ahead, fully trusting his boyfriend and accepting the greens. outside, the wind howled faintly, shaking the glass, but inside, it was just them, the intimacy of a shared meal and the comfortable quiet of a trusted company.

take your strength back with force? hmm, he wonders if he really tried to be better or he got tired of feeling like crap. it's two different things, denji assumes. he shouldn't dwell on it; since he's able to be a productive part of society, then it's good enough. right? it's time to attend to the fries, dipping them in ketchup before shoving them inside his mouth. crunchy and salty - perfection. ]

We should ... kill the next kaiju faster. Surprise attack its ass and get it over with. They're getting too smart for my simple brain.

[ yeah, yeah. he knew there is a period of time where lilith has to examine the threat and share super important information with the outsiders, pinpointing their weak spots, issuing some warnings and such— guess what denji decided, though? to skip that part and start throwing hands. no thoughts behind each step, eliminate the threat, then think later. he's not wasting time collecting clues and shit. fuck yeah, he's smart. a soda bottle rested near his thigh, its condensation leaving faint rings of moisture on the floor. he tilted it back for a sip, the liquid fizzing softly in the quiet. ]

To be honest ... I'm a bit restless. [ he was never a fan of the training simulation, but - the idea is tempting now. ]

[blastedass]

[right. denji will want to bail from a hot shower into the cold hallway so quickly. bakugou calls bullshit on that. no one's telling him he can't get back into his bed nest! he's gonna get back in clean though. smearing dirt and dried sweat all over his nice blankets and pillows is gross. lettuce and spinach leaves crunch around the tines of bakugou's fork forcing itself through their surfaces. luckily he's not shoving a big leafy bite into his boyfriend's sharp-toothed mouth, keeping the larger mass of vegetation to himself. ever the control freak, he's carved the chicken with precision for a fork-wielding beast, laying out smaller chunks rather than strips, for even distribution across the salad. bakugou's not some wussy vegan. does it matter denji's sinking his teeth through a juicy burger beside him, meaty steam wafting up from a patty smothered in molten cheese and lettuce + pickle toppings? not really. if it weren't so late, he would've joined his boyfriend in burger bounty. but it is late, and denji's stomach is a cast iron stove.

red eyes flick to the window, lips pulling in a scowl not quite fitting with the slight puff of his cheek. fuck, how bad a blizzard are they having outside it's shaking the goddamn windows? the base might have to put down its shutters if things get worse. no one wants a frosty branch throw through their window... okay now fries, bakugou does lean over and battleship bump his boyfriend's head to the side before taking the dipped fry into his mouth. (relax, he doesn't do it until the third bite, so denji's free to enjoy two salty bliss bunches before he's invaded.)

back to the salad.]

Those bastards better take more time to assess their fucking abilities first before siccing us on them. And I'm not accepting orders to divide again unless we leave an anchor behind. [the fucking vegas worm and the romania wolf with their hypnosis and power nullification caught the outsiders off guard, almost fatally. they need to be more prepared for that kind of shit. and the korean dragons? yeah, fuck ever repeating that action. if it's kaiju or people, people first. they'll slaughter it later once the city is taken care of. bakugou has other issues with the outsiders being dropped off in the new location for two weeks while lilith scouts the threat (apparently undetected) and returns with their write up. fuck that! do the scouting on your own and send them in a day or two before the attack, dammit! it's become almost clockwork by now.

bakugou grabs the soda bottle once denji's done and takes a sip like an absolute heathen sharing spit on the neck.] Restless? As in you wanna fight something?