voice + action

[expellerhead]

Who: Aizawa & YOU
Broadcast: First Breath
Action: First Breath & Starstruck
When: NOW HIRING RIGHT NOW IMMEDIATELY

[BROADCAST - FIRST BREATH - VOICE]

I'm Aizawa, medical officer and lab support. [apparently.] If you need something ordered then ask me, because I'm locking out the consoles.


[ACTION - FIRST BREATH]

[yup he's totally locking them order consoles, though he doesn't seem keen to change anything else about the lab.]


[ACTION - STARSTRUCK]

[an unbelievably scruffy man has decided to visit, and is ambling through the halls like he's innately familiar with the place looking for his student.

he's lost.]

Comments

yoooooo

[willynilly]

[At some point after Aizawa's arrival, while he's wandering the halls, a little maintenance bot, painted with myriad of colourful designs, rolls itself into view, dutifully cleaning up anything in its path. What's unusual about it is that it's actually cleaning the ceiling, dusting up any cobwebs and catching loose space flies.

Not far behind the bot comes Ochako; her fingers are pressed together, and her gaze is focused on the ceiling rather than ahead of herself, so she doesn't notice him immediately.]

[expellerhead]

[glances up. yup, that looks a lot like ochako's handywork. and here comes the girl in question, totally not paying attention to her surroundings. aizawa lets her get pretty close before stepping into her path so she runs into him.

he also sticks out a hand to catch that little cleaning robot that's probably going to fall when she startles. not because he's nice, but because it's probably expensive.]

[willynilly]

[Whoa, she's not expecting a sudden collision, and it's good forethought on his part that he catches the bot when it drops, because she's not quick enough to stop it. Her hands are up and apart at once, taking a step back, and she's halfway through a swift apology when she recognizes that it's him.

The change is immediate; her jaw drops, her eyes widen. She hesitates for a second, maybe two.

And then she shakes off anything that might have caused her to hold back and lunges forward again, throwing her arms around him, burying her face against his chest. He's not her mom and dad, he's not Deku, but he's a trusted adult, a hero, and he's safe. For her, that's more than enough.]

Sensei...!!

[expellerhead]

[ahhh, boy. he'd been expecting it but it's still awkward, the tears, the clinging... he knows she's had a hard time, five months without a single familiar face would mess anybody up and she's done admirably to keep up her spirits since. and he's relieved to see her well, no obvious new scars, and she was even smiling, but-

ah, what the hell; just this once, for extenuating circumstances. he sighs and tucks the robot under one arm, resting the other hand awkwardly atop her head.]

...alright, alright. Let's not make a scene.

[willynilly]

I-I'm sorry-

[She's not. She's not really pulling away just yet, either. By coming here you have doomed yourself, Aizawa.]

It's just- it's been really hard...!

[expellerhead]

[he's not made for this sort of gentle consolation thing, this has always been all might and mic's territory. open displays of outright affection???? yik es

so when she still insists on clinging to him he shifts to rub her back instead, patting a little.]

...I know.

[even though he knows it's irrational, he still feels like he's failed her somehow. that helps him loosen up a little further, giving her an actual sort of half-hug.] C'mon. Let's move this to your quarters.

[willynilly]

[That does manage to get her to pull away, reluctant but understanding that this has never really been his way. Hugs from All Might, informative scolding from Aizawa. It's a very different kind of caring, but she can recognize it for what it is. No one could have fought as hard as he had, risked so much against so many, if they didn't care about those they were protecting.

She steps back and wipes at her eyes and nose, trying to regain her composure. It's okay, it's okay. He's here now, and she doesn't have to deal with this alone anymore.]

Y-yeah... here-

[She reaches out to take the little cleaning bot from him, setting it on the ground and sending it off on its way. Once it gets moving she points down the opposite path.]

The rooms are this way... what ship did you end up on...?

[expellerhead]

The First Breath. [aizawa watches that little robot roll off around the corner before following uraraka properly, scratching at the stubble on his neck.] I don't plan on staying there.

[willynilly]

...You want to transfer here?

[She figures it's not presumptuous- where else would he move to but here? Wow, though, living with a teacher. Talk about intimidating.

Doesn't mean she's not secretly kind of pleased about it.]

[expellerhead]

That's the idea. [He glances at Uraraka out of the corner of his eye.] Unless you have objections. [It's not like he's one of those overbearing teachers either, so that's in her favor. He'll probably get bugged by her more than vice-versa.]

[willynilly]

N-no! No sir. Um. We've got the room, I think.

[Honestly, there aren't words to describe her relief. She hasn't exactly felt unsafe here - she was in more danger attending UA than she's been in here, technically - but she'll definitely feel safer with him closeby.]

...Thank you. For offering.

[expellerhead]

[scratches at his scruff.] I'll admit, we've got some unusual circumstances going on here, but as far as I'm concerned our roles haven't changed. You're still a hero in training. [and, it goes without saying, aizawa is still her teacher.]

[willynilly]

...Yeah. Of course!

[She's always believed that, naturally, and has told people as much. Still, it's kind of nice to hear from somebody from home, and a teacher especially. This means maybe she can start learning properly again, instead of just training on her own.

She stops outside of a room with a nameplate on the front, showing her name written in both the standard augment-translated language as well as Japanese. Opening the door reveals a simple and mostly-clean room, full of the essentials but peppered with decor to make it hers: a kettle and some snacks on her desk with a handful of books, colourful blankets offsetting the plain sheets on the bed, little posters and novice paintings on the walls to brighten it up. On one corner of the desk is a cage where a tiny, bunny-eared fluff slug is lazily crawling around.]

Here it is! My room.

[expellerhead]

[yeah he's gonna hang out over here and lean against the doorframe. student or not, he's not chilling out in some teenage girl's room with a weird fluffy worm thing in a cage like that's normal.]

You've acquired some things. [well, that's good, anyway. being here five months, he'd be way more alarmed if her room was still completely impersonal.]

[willynilly]

Uh-huh... bits and pieces, from the places we visit. We get money every month based on how, um, entertaining we are, I guess. I don't make much, but it's enough to get by.

[She gives her desk chair a little nudge in his direction. She's fine with him hanging out in the door, but she's so used to him slouching and napping all over- maybe he'd like to sit down?]

[expellerhead]

[excuse you he is slouched right here in the door]

Mm. I saw. What are your thoughts on that?

[willynilly]

Oh... the show, you mean?

[If he's not going to sit she will, plopping down on the bed, her hands twisting together uneasily.]

I try not to think about it... it's creepy, not knowing who's watching or when. We don't even know where the cameras are. Actually, I don't think anyone has even seen the show, so... all we have is their word that there even is one.

[expellerhead]

[atta girl. she's always been quicker to pick up on things that require street smarts rather than book smarts.]

Right. Since all our contact with 'the audience' happens through the filter of our kidnappers anyway.

Even with that, we should still assume we're being constantly monitored somehow, if only, [he taps his augment bump,] theough these.

[willynilly]

[She makes a face. Yeah, that's probably true.]

And on these, too...

[She fiddles with her communicator, turning it over between her hands.]

Somebody told me once that we shouldn't talk about trying to escape here using them. But does it really matter, if they're always watching us anyway?

[expellerhead]

It doesn't much matter at this point. There's no way they wouldn't know we'd be trying to find a way to retaliate, or a way to get back. [Aizawa sighs through his nose.] There are ways to communicate secretly even if they can see through our eyes or hear through our ears, but I'll show you later. [Honestly, he's not sure if it'll work out but even just them thinking he knows of a sure-fire way is a leg up.]

[willynilly]

Ah, okay.

[She's not too sure of how that'll work or how he could teach her without anyone knowing about it, but he's a lot smarter than she is, so she trusts him to find a way. He's a pro, and she's seen him in action. Even if he doesn't have the power to miraculously get them out of here, she trusts him to keep them safe as long as he's here.]

Um... sensei? Nobody's noticed that I went missing back home, have they?

[It's basically confirmed that this place is some weird time-displaced mess, but she's never had it confirmed for her personally, so she has to check.]

[expellerhead]

...no. By my memory, I just saw you the day I showed up here. [which probably both is and is not a comfort.]

[willynilly]

[Nailed it in one. She looks down, quiet for a long moment as she mentally weighs in on that, her expression shifting from surprise to unease in quick succession. She's been here for months, and yet at home she hasn't been gone a single day? What does that mean? Where, when are they? She can't even begin to parse it.

Finally she scuffs a hand under her nose and offers up a weak smile.]

Well... I'm glad nobody's worried about me, then!

[Though it also means that no one is looking for her, either. They're very much on their own here.]

[expellerhead]

Mm. It has its merits. [not that aizawa thinks he has to get into it with her right now. judging by the look on her face, uraraka knows what exactly it means.] For our part, which is the part we should concentrate on, we don't have to worry about anyone from home. We can concentrate solely on our situation here. So do your best to keep that in mind, all right?

[willynilly]

[Easier said than done, bossman. Ochako hesitates, looking like she might say as much, but after a moment she nods meekly. Aizawa's much smarter than she is, and he's been through far more than she can even imagine; there's plenty he must already understand about this place that she has yet to consider. He's not saying it'll be easy, she just has to do as he said- try her best.

It'll be tough, but she can give him that much.]

Okay. I'll keep trying.