07-20-2018, 07:48 PM
" IT'S FINE NOW. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE! "
They had never gotten along. Their methods for nearly everything, from teaching to even just doing their jobs as heroes differed so drastically that All Might could hardly converse with the other without some sort of bickering. He'd tried before, but it didn't seem possible. Of course, he tried to be a bit more tactful to Aizawa, at least in front of the students, but even then they'd had their struggles. All Might and Eraser Head were total opposites after all.
The number one hero's muscular form could be seen striding towards the scene. He sported his brilliant white smile as he did, standing erect as always, cape flapping behind him. His eyes were covered in harsh shadow, but anyone could tell that he was staring at Aizawa with an almost dangerous intensity. He wasn't trying to be intimidating- rather, he was trying to focus. Shota was a strong opponent. As long as he could get the other teacher to blink or, even better, to close his eyes for much of the fight, he had a chance. But otherwise... he wasn't quite sure. Still, he would give it his all- he had no intentions of losing. This fight was one long-awaited. It had been a storm, culminating in the darker depths of both of their persons, a secret desire that neither had acted on before. He had to win.
"I'd love to," he responded, demeanor lightening as a hearty laugh escaped him. He wasn't quite sure if it was nerves or just the fact that this was finally happening. Honestly, it was likely a mix of both.
All Might took a ready stance. He wasn't sure if Aizawa wanted to count down or not, but either way, Toshinori wanted the first move. Anything to get a bit of a head start on the other- he needed to make sure that his Quirk wouldn't get erased straight away, though it was probably inevitable.
Or, perhaps, it wasn't.
Strategies materializing in his head, the pro hero stands for a moment.
"On your mark?"
The number one hero's muscular form could be seen striding towards the scene. He sported his brilliant white smile as he did, standing erect as always, cape flapping behind him. His eyes were covered in harsh shadow, but anyone could tell that he was staring at Aizawa with an almost dangerous intensity. He wasn't trying to be intimidating- rather, he was trying to focus. Shota was a strong opponent. As long as he could get the other teacher to blink or, even better, to close his eyes for much of the fight, he had a chance. But otherwise... he wasn't quite sure. Still, he would give it his all- he had no intentions of losing. This fight was one long-awaited. It had been a storm, culminating in the darker depths of both of their persons, a secret desire that neither had acted on before. He had to win.
"I'd love to," he responded, demeanor lightening as a hearty laugh escaped him. He wasn't quite sure if it was nerves or just the fact that this was finally happening. Honestly, it was likely a mix of both.
All Might took a ready stance. He wasn't sure if Aizawa wanted to count down or not, but either way, Toshinori wanted the first move. Anything to get a bit of a head start on the other- he needed to make sure that his Quirk wouldn't get erased straight away, though it was probably inevitable.
Or, perhaps, it wasn't.
Strategies materializing in his head, the pro hero stands for a moment.
"On your mark?"
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