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It was clear that Kirishima hadn't been around all day. He hadn't patrolled the borders, hadn't walked around the territory or he didn't even sit at his front door. There was also a blood stain at his front door and the smell of a Typhoon member- indicating that he'd been taken by the enemy group.
[spoiler=tags :: updated 7/23]basics.
✯ Eijirou Kirishima (Goes by Kirishima or Kiri)
✯ Cis Male
✯ Eleven Months
✯ Eaglehunter of Snowbound
✯ No titles

appearance.
✯ Maned wolf
✯ Orange, black and white pelt
✯ Red eyes
✯ Has a scar over left eye & left hind leg is missing
✯ American accent

relationships.
✯ Friends w/ Izuku, Bakugou, Tsuyu, & Todoroki
✯ Considers Aizawa and All Might as his mentors
✯ [G1] NPC x NPC
✯ Homosexual
✯ Single
✯ Crushing on Bakugou
✯ No offspring

interaction.
✯ No powers
✯ attack in ORANGE[/spoiler]

ASPIRING FIRES !

nui harime — female — snowbound — eaglehunter — hard physicality

nui wasn't familiar with kirishima in the slightest.

but she knew a capture when she saw it. the evidence was plastered all over kirishima's front door in the rancid smell of a typhoon member and the crimson, sharp scent of blood. it was what had drawn her out in the first place-- like a shark in blood infested waters.

in that moment nui had cared less and less about kirishima's disappearance, and more about the ichor that painted his porch, which she took the time to inhale deeply and liberally. it smelt like heaven; fresh and vivid, and she resisted the urge to flicker out a pink little tongue to taste it. it was so red and so bright.

oh, she was supposed to be calling for help, wasn't she? right.

nui broke free of her enamor to let loose an undignified shriek. the noise in itself was less akin to alarm and fright, and more of a call to attention.

"attention snowies! i think you need to see this. typhoon has taken one of our beloved residents. if they've managed to slip into our camp and take one of our members with little issue, this spells bad news for us and our safety," looks like snowbound needed to clamp down on it's security.

#psychosocial.

henri was drawn to nui's voice like a moth to a fly, and he came over slowly, walking a bit strangely. "what's the matter?" he asked, although he was quickly answered by her little announcement. as he got closer, the undeniable of blood hit him, and his pupils widened. relax. we'll get to sacrifice something soon, don't get excited. he was slightly disappointed there wasn't some poor dying animal he could rip the heart out for his patron god. instead, typhoon had taken them, and he sighed.

"jesus. are they trying to launch a war against us?" he then paused to laugh quietly. "that's funny. if they were to fight us... well, we'd all die," he snickered to himself, eye twitching. "there isn't anything we can do, is there? we go to them and we get our asses beat." this truly was a lose-lose situation.

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TSUYU ASUI
tags ♦ snowbound ♦ hermaphrodite ♦ 8 m/o

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"I heard from a few bypassers that Kirishima-san was taken! We need to go rescue him, ribbit. But.. If we try, we could also get caught.." Fretted a certain green minx-frog hybrid, hopping over to the group in a calm bounce, her face not betraying the panic she felt inside. She couldn't just rush in. She wasn't like Bakugo or Kirishima, she had to think about things beforehand.

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.. The thing with the Typhoon was getting worse by the day. Atbash was attacked. And .. he's not sure. In a way, Izuku is guilty that he agreed to dropping the Typhoon. But .. maybe, once this all rolled over, it'd be better. But in the meantime -- a clanmate was gone. Izuku had heard the news from an NPC as he was dragged over to investigate, and he'd heard the shouts. And then .. he was standing there. There's Kirishima's scent, as Izuku comes to stand beside his clanmates, and, more importantly, there's the scent of the Typhoon. Captured .. What were they doing to him? It takes a minute to settle in, staring blankly at the blood stain. He was .. hurt. His ears lay back. Captured. They took him. And then, the anger is roiling again, that flat protectiveness he always feels when his clanmates get hurt. Especially those he knows, like his classmates and Atbash. And now he wants to hurt somebody, and wasn't that concerning? At some point, alone, Izuku had become so violent and angry and maybe he was more a villain than a hero, now. But he doesn't care. Now .. he knows better than to take revenge. They .. need to get him back, see?
"Tsuyu?" Is all Izuku says in prompting, eyes narrowing. A plan is roiling in his head. Tsuyu hadn't been so quiet about their rescue plan when it came to Bakugou, but .. Well. That was when heroes had been going to rescue him, wasn't it? And now .. it was just them, the students. And Izuku .. well, he had his electricity, right? Even if he was hurt and he was so scared to use it, he still could. A plan. They needed a proper plan. Ah .. should he consider letting the others getting involved? Cry? Somebody else? Going on their own wouldn't be that good. But .. he doesn't want anyone getting hurt. But .. Tsuyu had been a hero, hadn't she? Like the rest of them.

[glow=black,2,300]I WONT BE HERE LONG AT ALL [abbr=green maine coon cat - 9 months - snowbound frosthealer - wears rainbow scarf]☀[/abbr][/glow]

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TSUYU ASUI
tags ♦ snowbound ♦ hermaphrodite ♦ 8 m/o

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Tsuyu thought that Midoriya would want to rescue their classmate, especially one that had been close to his 'Kacchan', but Bakugo always had a way of annoying the frog-feline hybrid. Charcoal eyes turned towards Izuku, before letting out a sigh when he said her name in that assuming, questioning tone. It spoke volumes, after all.
We're going.

And Tsuyu would be damned if she just let anyone take Kirishima and not be punished for it. "Well, ribbit." She croaked, long tongue swiping over her ears for a moment, her paw tapping her chin in thought. "We're hero's, aren't we? We need to go rescue Kirishima, ribbit. Who knows what could happen to the baka?" Stirred Tsuyu, her tongue gently touching Izuku's cheek, attempting to lend some type of emotionl support to the male feline.

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