05-05-2018, 03:52 AM
Izuku had been human, once. It felt like a lifetime ago, honestly -- really, it'd just been what, four months? A lot was different, now, but at least he wasn't alone. He knew a few people from his home universe that'd come here, though the only one that was actually here was Aizawa. That was fine -- Izuku was fine as was.
And, well, technically Izuku isn't supposed to be out here. Weak, blinded, he kept on tripping and was ... probably very prone to getting attacked. But, well, Izuku was a stubborn, restless little thing, and he didn't like to listen to logic or orders or anything. Which is how Izuku finds himself doing his best to make his way over to the scene he hears somewhere over that way, preferably without tripping. He does get there eventually, movements clumsy as he takes a place ... somewhere near Jacob? Izuku isn't sure how big the gap is, but he's there.
"Welcome to Snowbound, N-Natasha!" The young Tenderfoot chirps, tail wagging as he does his very best to grin at the wolf. He fails in this endeavor, since he definitely can't see right now and he's barely facing the right direction as is. The attempt is still clear, however. Hearing Natasha say that nobody would believe her made him kind of ... upset, though. Not angry upset, just sad. He got the same feeling -- he wasn't able to talk about his past with anybody but Aizawa or Todoroki, when he'd still been around. His story was ... pretty bizarre, even keeping in mind everything about clan life. Izuku does not say as such, however, as that'd draw attention to him, and that's not what he needs in life right now. "I'm Izuku," Izuku adds somewhat belatedly, head tilting oddly. He'd probably offer to help Jacob, being a Tenderfoot, but, as Izuku must emphasize to himself pretty much every minute, he can't see. He barely even knows what wound everyone is talking about, and that's only from the smell of blood. It seems pretty nasty, based on blood alone, so he hopes she hasn't had the wound too terribly long.
And, well, technically Izuku isn't supposed to be out here. Weak, blinded, he kept on tripping and was ... probably very prone to getting attacked. But, well, Izuku was a stubborn, restless little thing, and he didn't like to listen to logic or orders or anything. Which is how Izuku finds himself doing his best to make his way over to the scene he hears somewhere over that way, preferably without tripping. He does get there eventually, movements clumsy as he takes a place ... somewhere near Jacob? Izuku isn't sure how big the gap is, but he's there.
"Welcome to Snowbound, N-Natasha!" The young Tenderfoot chirps, tail wagging as he does his very best to grin at the wolf. He fails in this endeavor, since he definitely can't see right now and he's barely facing the right direction as is. The attempt is still clear, however. Hearing Natasha say that nobody would believe her made him kind of ... upset, though. Not angry upset, just sad. He got the same feeling -- he wasn't able to talk about his past with anybody but Aizawa or Todoroki, when he'd still been around. His story was ... pretty bizarre, even keeping in mind everything about clan life. Izuku does not say as such, however, as that'd draw attention to him, and that's not what he needs in life right now. "I'm Izuku," Izuku adds somewhat belatedly, head tilting oddly. He'd probably offer to help Jacob, being a Tenderfoot, but, as Izuku must emphasize to himself pretty much every minute, he can't see. He barely even knows what wound everyone is talking about, and that's only from the smell of blood. It seems pretty nasty, based on blood alone, so he hopes she hasn't had the wound too terribly long.
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