07-18-2018, 09:24 PM
" IT'S FINE NOW. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE! "
They sure did have a lot to discuss, didn't they? Though Toshinori had no desire to listen, he did believe in the power of communication, and... well, this was for the best. Wasn't it?
His eyes followed Aizawa until the lion stopped. That wasn't a good sign. His focus intensified, but he was hungry and cold. His reflexes weren't quick enough to escape the scarf that swiped his paw from beneath him, and he hit the ground chin-first with a loud thud.
I thought that was the least you could do for me, considering you didn't exactly do me any favors in that fight.
His heart shattered. Thoughts of disobedience dissipated as those of his dead students intruded. Icy blue eyes widened and he managed to look up at Aizawa, searching the lion for a trace of... something. He didn't know what emotion he was looking for, but he needed something to keep himself grounded. Toshinori dug his claws into the snow. His sweater was growing damper each moment he laid on the wet earth. His teeth clenched and ground together in a deep scowl. This was his own fault and he knew it, but he couldn't help but project a bit of that anger onto the lion before him.
"Fine," the serval muttered, rising to his paws again, attempting to brush the loose snow off of himself and his oversized sweater. He sighed, a breath that carried a bit of heated force behind it. He knew he shouldn't be angry, that he had truly gotten himself into this, but... he couldn't quite help it. He was a feeler. He'd proved that much in his final battle.
"Lead the way."
His eyes followed Aizawa until the lion stopped. That wasn't a good sign. His focus intensified, but he was hungry and cold. His reflexes weren't quick enough to escape the scarf that swiped his paw from beneath him, and he hit the ground chin-first with a loud thud.
I thought that was the least you could do for me, considering you didn't exactly do me any favors in that fight.
His heart shattered. Thoughts of disobedience dissipated as those of his dead students intruded. Icy blue eyes widened and he managed to look up at Aizawa, searching the lion for a trace of... something. He didn't know what emotion he was looking for, but he needed something to keep himself grounded. Toshinori dug his claws into the snow. His sweater was growing damper each moment he laid on the wet earth. His teeth clenched and ground together in a deep scowl. This was his own fault and he knew it, but he couldn't help but project a bit of that anger onto the lion before him.
"Fine," the serval muttered, rising to his paws again, attempting to brush the loose snow off of himself and his oversized sweater. He sighed, a breath that carried a bit of heated force behind it. He knew he shouldn't be angry, that he had truly gotten himself into this, but... he couldn't quite help it. He was a feeler. He'd proved that much in his final battle.
"Lead the way."
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