BURIED IN VENICE ☀ evergreen tryouts

henri decided he was curious in medicine. not curious enough to ever volunteer for a medic position, though he liked the idea of having a little charm denoting his knowledge. after all, he was worthy of something like that, right? still, he wasn't exactly the medic-type. izuku was the perfect medic- cheerful, intelligent, but most of all crafty and self-reliant. henri wouldn't ever say it out loud, but he was thankful the little green dragon had saved him from that weird touchy dude earlier.

"greetings and salutations, izuku!" he purred, coming over. "i'm interested. what do you have in store for us?" his voice was smooth as velvet, and he was awfully charismatic and confident despite... being the worst medic ever, due to not being able to see. "clearly, uh, i'm not really cut out to be like you," he joked, motioning to his eyes. "but i'd like to listen in anyways! i like the pendants."