[She’s smelling it Hawks! Meanwhile trying to resist the temptation, and she feels her stomach turning against her.
It takes a moment, because suddenly she fell quiet. Another moment pass as Hawks will be greeted by a her front door, swung violently open. If he had to guess, she kicked it. Congrats Hawks, you’ve summoned one pissed and hungry teen.]
You’re really annoying.
[At least she’s wearing a long shirt with shorts hiding underneath there somewhere, like someone woke her up out of bed or something. In one hand, there is no mistake, she’s holding a big kitchen knife. She sighs tiredly, still annoyed.]
Fine, I’ll play your little game Hawkey~ Only if you do one favor for me, and you owe me.
[She’s grabbing straws while the kushiyaki still hot!]
( Hah hey! Would you look at that? The door flies open and one hell of a grumpy villain steps out of it. Hawks is grinning. They are getting somewhere. )
Yeah. I get that a lot.
( Hawks shrugs. The blade is noted but the pro-hero doesn't make any outward response. Yeah, he knows what is probably coming next. It's a trade he can't except. But they are negotiating. So that is something. )
It depends on the favour, you know that.
( He'll hear her out, is what Hawks is saying. He takes another bite of a skewer. They sure are dwindling fast! )
[Before discussing important matters, the delicious skewer is still calling her name. That crunchy sound was enough to snap her back to her poor stomach. Himiko is flailing frantically, with knife in hand, sorry-not-sorry.]
At least save me a stick first you jerk!
[Where’s her piece? She is looking around, still flailing, with a knife.]
( Excuse me, Toga-chan, but this is Hawks' only bartering tool at the moment! He's not gonna give it up so easily. )
Alright, alright! I'll save ya two.
( He teases, bouncing back a few steps out of Toga's line of fire. That is one sharp knife! Has she been honing it? Probably. No Hawkie blood for you today. )
I'll give ya one if you tell me your terms. Sound good?
[Has Hawks ever seen a pissed off puffer fish? He’s about to! Himiko’s cheeks puffs out, holding her breath. Fine. So, she holds up two fingers. Yes Hawks, there’s two in mind!]
First, I want to know what’s the last thing you remembered before coming. Second, if and when Jin drops in, apologize to him.
Colour Hawks surprised. With the blade swinging around, he thought Toga would ask for his blood. But this?
...It's more earnest then he could have imagined. And there's a tight pull in his chest, the familiar pang of guilt, as he looks at the girl.
The mission came first. Imagine how many lives could be lost?
And yet. Twice wasn't a bad guy. He only died because Hawks hadn't moved fast enough. )
Got it. ( Yeah, Hawks can do that. It's the least he could do. )
And what do I remember? Well... ( This is a bit trickier. Is there something Toga knows, he doesn't? Could it be used against him... ) I guess I was in a car? Meeting some international heroes?
Whether Hawks followed through or not, only time will tell. For now, she will have to try and trust his word. After all, Hawks made a strange expression, and Himiko couldn’t read it. Meanwhile, Himiko’s expression was still, she was a petty girl with a grudge.
As for the next answer… her eyelids lowered, unimpressed. Perhaps she expected some kind of answer like that. Still, if that’s his answer, she won’t press further.]
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It takes a moment, because suddenly she fell quiet. Another moment pass as Hawks will be greeted by a her front door, swung violently open. If he had to guess, she kicked it. Congrats Hawks, you’ve summoned one pissed and hungry teen.]
You’re really annoying.
[At least she’s wearing a long shirt with shorts hiding underneath there somewhere, like someone woke her up out of bed or something. In one hand, there is no mistake, she’s holding a big kitchen knife. She sighs tiredly, still annoyed.]
Fine, I’ll play your little game Hawkey~ Only if you do one favor for me, and you owe me.
[She’s grabbing straws while the kushiyaki still hot!]
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Yeah. I get that a lot.
( Hawks shrugs. The blade is noted but the pro-hero doesn't make any outward response. Yeah, he knows what is probably coming next. It's a trade he can't except. But they are negotiating. So that is something. )
It depends on the favour, you know that.
( He'll hear her out, is what Hawks is saying. He takes another bite of a skewer. They sure are dwindling fast! )
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At least save me a stick first you jerk!
[Where’s her piece? She is looking around, still flailing, with a knife.]
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Alright, alright! I'll save ya two.
( He teases, bouncing back a few steps out of Toga's line of fire. That is one sharp knife! Has she been honing it? Probably. No Hawkie blood for you today. )
I'll give ya one if you tell me your terms. Sound good?
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First, I want to know what’s the last thing you remembered before coming. Second, if and when Jin drops in, apologize to him.
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Colour Hawks surprised. With the blade swinging around, he thought Toga would ask for his blood. But this?
...It's more earnest then he could have imagined. And there's a tight pull in his chest, the familiar pang of guilt, as he looks at the girl.
The mission came first. Imagine how many lives could be lost?
And yet. Twice wasn't a bad guy. He only died because Hawks hadn't moved fast enough. )
Got it. ( Yeah, Hawks can do that. It's the least he could do. )
And what do I remember? Well... ( This is a bit trickier. Is there something Toga knows, he doesn't? Could it be used against him... ) I guess I was in a car? Meeting some international heroes?
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Whether Hawks followed through or not, only time will tell. For now, she will have to try and trust his word. After all, Hawks made a strange expression, and Himiko couldn’t read it. Meanwhile, Himiko’s expression was still, she was a petty girl with a grudge.
As for the next answer… her eyelids lowered, unimpressed. Perhaps she expected some kind of answer like that. Still, if that’s his answer, she won’t press further.]
Now that’s settled…
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Give me a fish Birdbrain!