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gameofmana2016-09-11 06:45 pm
frigidi) wrote in gameofmana2016-09-11 06:45 pm
you're hot then you're cold.
who: shouto todoroki and anyone else!
what: the latest arrival is having a hard time coping with his sudden loss of quirk (superpower)
where: outside of home
when: early evening
other: nothing to note. he's just a confused and upset (?) teen who can't understand why he can't freeze or set shit on fire anymore;;
[he felt it as soon as he got here. eyes opening wide, barely registering the room he woke up in. not being in the dorms? that didn't matter. there was such a significant emptiness in the very pit of his stomach that made him feel.incredibly anxious and sick. shouto's head was spinning and all he could do was stare at his shaking hands- trying so hard to will anything to happen. anything at all.
but there was nothing.
no familiar crisp in the air before the chill came, no ice coating the bed or floor around him. and he didn't feel the burn of his fire, the power he barely tapped into before because of shame and spite- a power he was slowly getting used to but now was gone.
what was going on?
quirkless people existed, they existed without problems and had fulfilling lives of their own. but to have been born with a quirk, have it manifest at a young age... it was just part of him. like a limb- like it was his essence? to have it stripped from him without warning was messing with him far more than he could even comprehend.
with shaky steps he had no idea where he was going. barely registering the fact that he was moving at all, mismatched eyes hardly taking in his surrounding. shouto should be better than this, he was taught better. always remain calm and alert regardless of situation or circumstance.
...but surely he could be forgiven this one time, right?
he... should be allowed?
breathing was hard, panic settling in heavily and rapidly with every step.
before he knew it he was outside, blearily looking up at the darkening sky. the fresh air was sorely needed but it didn't provide him with answers. it didn't fill up this gaping hole he felt with every agonizing breath.]
...
Am... I broken?
[said to no one in particular, not like he was registering other people right now of they were near or not. it was directed at the sky. the answerless sky.
he was either dead or broken.
neither were agreeable prospects.]
what: the latest arrival is having a hard time coping with his sudden loss of quirk (superpower)
where: outside of home
when: early evening
other: nothing to note. he's just a confused and upset (?) teen who can't understand why he can't freeze or set shit on fire anymore;;
[he felt it as soon as he got here. eyes opening wide, barely registering the room he woke up in. not being in the dorms? that didn't matter. there was such a significant emptiness in the very pit of his stomach that made him feel.incredibly anxious and sick. shouto's head was spinning and all he could do was stare at his shaking hands- trying so hard to will anything to happen. anything at all.
but there was nothing.
no familiar crisp in the air before the chill came, no ice coating the bed or floor around him. and he didn't feel the burn of his fire, the power he barely tapped into before because of shame and spite- a power he was slowly getting used to but now was gone.
what was going on?
quirkless people existed, they existed without problems and had fulfilling lives of their own. but to have been born with a quirk, have it manifest at a young age... it was just part of him. like a limb- like it was his essence? to have it stripped from him without warning was messing with him far more than he could even comprehend.
with shaky steps he had no idea where he was going. barely registering the fact that he was moving at all, mismatched eyes hardly taking in his surrounding. shouto should be better than this, he was taught better. always remain calm and alert regardless of situation or circumstance.
...but surely he could be forgiven this one time, right?
he... should be allowed?
breathing was hard, panic settling in heavily and rapidly with every step.
before he knew it he was outside, blearily looking up at the darkening sky. the fresh air was sorely needed but it didn't provide him with answers. it didn't fill up this gaping hole he felt with every agonizing breath.]
...
Am... I broken?
[said to no one in particular, not like he was registering other people right now of they were near or not. it was directed at the sky. the answerless sky.
he was either dead or broken.
neither were agreeable prospects.]
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he's easing his stance a bit, not really wanting to come off as weak or impolite.]
They sound similar. I can't explain it... [pressing a palm gingerly to his chest.]
It's like losing a limb.
[it may sound melodramatic but his quirk was an extension of himself, something that has always been there since he was a toddler so... it really was like losing a limb for him. but he manages to shake his head to get himself out of the mindset.]
Todoroki Shouto.
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[And really, the shaman is so very easygoing and generally friendly, it wasn't very likely she'd think he was impolite. As for whether he was weak or not, in his current state, it was understandable. But not necessary to mention.]
I cannot say I have ever lost a limb before, but I--it is very jarring, to me. [She gives Shouto an uncertain smile, then.] I have heard the elements for centuries, and now...
[Well. Draenei are given more years than humans, so. She isn't really attempting to match him melodrama for melodrama, but it might come off that way...]
Still, I am sure there is an explanation for all this. Perhaps we should try to find it? I would be honored if you chose to help me.
[And maybe it'll take his mind off things...a little?]