[Nyx Koontz]

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"Lock the doors and close the blinds,

I'm going for a ride~"

An array of bright colours rebelled against the darkness despite the late hour, filling the quiet side-street with the low hum of florescent advertising. The air was filled with the smell of wet pavement and cigarette smoke drifting in the slight breeze, but to the lone girl it was a pleasant atmosphere. In a white satin dress with long lush silver hair spilling down her back, she stood out starkly against her dark surroundings like a ghostly apparition. However if you looked closer, the cute wolf-eared girl seemed to be almost too relaxed given the setting. Despite her short and frail frame, she moved with a grace that came from confidence and a total lack of fear, not something you would expect from a girl like her alone in Shinjuku, let alone on a near-abandoned back street at night.
"The time, it goes,~" If you looked even closer, you might notice the edges of her satin dress were torn and frayed, stained in something as red as wine. A clean scar marked the skin above and bellow her left eye, but it seemed darker as if emphasized with ink, making it look closer to a crack rather than a scar in her doll-like face.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-" As her soft carefree voice echoed down the street, she paused and glanced down to the large stained bottle of strong booze grasped in her hand, her eyes lighting up with excitement. As she continued towards the junction where her street met a more populated one, she tore off a strip of lace from her dress in one graceful movement and popped off the lid of the bottle, stuffing half of the lace inside with her thumb. With a joyous grin she reached the junction and pulled a lighter from her breast, igniting the lace and giving the bottle a gleeful toss. "-tock!"

With the sound of broken glass came the whoosh of flames as the improvised Molotov shattered the window of a nearby parked car and ignited the interior. Nyx stood watching with a grin as the few people nearby scattered like startled birds from the flames, tonight would be a night to celebrate.~

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[ikki mizuno]

Despite the late hour, the near midnight where it would’ve been dead save for young professionals on bar crawls, the night was bright and young. Something didn’t seem right about that. Despite it all, Ikki approached it in the way a civilian would. He’d shopped for clothes earlier, and was looking for a late night snack. Black and white hair shining, as did his blue and amber eyes. He wore what looked like a streetwear style jacket with matching pants in blue. His eye-mask was in his back-pocket, just to obscure his eyes and cheekbones, a Robin sort of mask.

"... Hmm. Normally I’d text Yasu about somethin’ like this, but I’m a man about town. I run this shit."

He drew closer and closer to the light. What looked like an incredibly frail, sun-dodging young woman was there. By herself in Shinjuku, no less. It made him think about his manhunt with Zaya. Nothing important, just a stray thought he’d mutter under his breath. "…Maybe I should text her." A dumb, young man kind of thought, he prayed this woman was far away enough that she couldn’t hear him.

Nyx could hear the gentle hum of a motorcycle engine. An occasional rev, as a boy slipped a mask on, and moved to carry people out of the way of the growing flames. He was unequipped to put the molotov fire out, but evacuating civilians was doable. He’d yell and point a finger, posing with legs parted and his tongue at the roof of his mouth to make his jaw more pronounced, like a model would. His voice was young, almost a baritone. ”—What are you doin’."

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I’m not who they approachin’

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[Nyx Koontz]

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"Lock me up, don't let me out,~"

"'Cause you know I can't help myself~"

Flames licked the sky as Nyx's gaze swung over to the sound of an engine. No bike in sight, she tilted her head to the side as if confused before her ears flicked forward and her silvery-blue eyes focused on Ikki. The boy? Now that she was looking at him the corner of her mouth raised into a smirk, what a little looker.~ As he struck his little pose Nyx clasped her hands behind her back and walked towards him casually, her eyes shifting to the flames for a moment of thought before looking back to Ikki.
"I didn't know they made Heroes this cute.~" Nyx giggled softly and stopped out of arms-reach, leaning to the right and looking him over as if he were something interesting on display.

"You old enough to have a license, pretty hero?" Nyx smiled and raised an eyebrow, walking off to the side but not getting any closer, rather walking around him as if circling him instead. Her gaze flicked around the street as if searching for something before returning to the boy, her smile broadening a little. "You look like you shouldn't be alone.~"

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ikki mizuno,

[ikki mizuno]

Ikki kept doing that thing with his tongue to pop his jaw out a little, model-esque. He angled his face towards the light, and looked pensive. Troubled. He didn't so much want a hero agency to find him, he wanted clothing sponsorships. Synical, Cyvist, M1420, Chrome Hearts. Lil bro's full of himself. Holly could very quickly and easily find pics of him with his family online, the eye mask wasn't doing much. Other, older pro-heroes with more effort put into their outfits too.

She was approaching, stopping just within arm's-reach. That prompted a few words from him. Things are still actively burning, but he's weirdly calm about it. That eye-mask shone in the amber light.

"Yeah, I... have my eye on a few, but it's a lotta goons and geeks on UA campus. They call me Two-Tone."

The distinct, brief revving of a bike sound rung out, Ikki making a lap around Holly. A flash of black, white, and amber. "If I asked for help, I'd still be alone. My friends are asleep right now, my uncle's retired, my cousin Yuu would kick my ass for askin'." He could feel something in the air. Something vaguely menacing. But Ikki knew good and well he'd have to handle it himself. Vaguely embarrassed by her flirting, he opted to just keep yapping until she tried something.

Nyx Koontz ,

Bad boy, movin' through life likе Playboi Carti, I'ma keep lookin' for Benji's

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"It's a wicked world,~"

"For this wicked Girl~"

Nyx regarded the boy with curiosity but let a smirk slip out as he called the people at U.A. goons and geeks. Nyx saw her role in life as a Villain the same way a descendant of Heroes might believe they were born to be a Hero. As such, hearing her future and present 'foes' invalidated by their own alley brought a flutter of enjoyment to Nyx.

"Well, Two-Toned." Nyx grinned as she spoke, amused by his posturing. It reminded her of the arrogant type of side-kick you often saw in comics. However she rather loved those types, they always seemed to torment themselves or bite off more than they could chew before falling from grace and breaking. She wondered if the little cutey in front of her would ever call himself a Villain one day. "I go by Lamb.~"

She giggled as he zoomed around her, her ears perking up and swiveling to follow him but otherwise not moving to watch him or seeming concerned.
"Poor thing, you need better friends." She commented, actually looking sympathetic as she spoke. "Have you ever met a Villain before?" By the fact alone that she already had enough information to likely track him right to his home, she had the impression this boy was a green-horn. To her it was like calling for a lion and watching as a puppy showed up. She was equally torn between pitying the kid, and wanting to try and break him.

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ikki mizuno ,

[ikki mizuno]

Goons and geeks. Goons, and geeks. He’d elaborate further, but it’d be a curveball for sure. It’d definitely play into his status, ethereally young and pretty. A skater, model, and former kid sidekick to a pro hero. Lil bro’s full of himself.

"Nah, nah. I mean they’re kinda goofy and sad looking. These people get costumes before they get stylists. Even the gym uniform isn’t flattering on any of us."

She was right on the money. A Robin to a Batman who threw in the towel. Full Throttle cast a long shadow, and only now did Ikki put together his own look, curate his own vibe inspired by alternative streetwear. "…Mmm. Mm mm mm-mm-mm. Seems like… you don’t actually wanna fight. People will catch on soon enough, I don’t need to turn you in. And… good lord. Are you really makin’ a pass at me?" Shameless. Awful. He was intrigued, and willing to hear her out. There was just the faintest hint of vocal fry there.

He was down to keep yapping, clearly catching on that he’s outmatched. Ikki couldn’t help but think about how he wanted mochi now and she’d end up on the news later. She had the intel necessary to track him home, sure. But at this point he was a frat boy at UA Academy, leaving Full Throttle, his cousin and his mom at home, three people like him but stronger. Ikki, the child of divorce, took on his mother’s last name. Looking up the last name Mizuno turned up all kinds of results, news articles, wiki pages. Ikki was as shameless as any of them, and tried to match the energy Holly brought to the table, as clumsily as he did.”Have I met a villain. Yeah, my cousin Yuu. Goes by Café Racer? Spiky hair with a fade like the white boy in Street Fighter? Biker outfit? Ring any bells? I tried to jump him, he tied my shoelaces together, when I tripped he snatched my shoes infront of my girl. —Are you single? You got time to grab a snack and a pint?"

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I’m not who they approachin’

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[Nyx Koontz]

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"I ain't afraid to love a man, but~"

"I ain't afraid to shoot one either.~"

As the hero-to-be mentioned her making a pass at him Nyx couldn't help but giggle at the thought.
"I'm an appreciator of beauty.~" She replied in a sweet tone, humoring him with a wink. Honestly Nyx couldn't even imagine having that kind of interest in anyone less imposing than her. She respected violence and power over everything else, and to her the boy in front of her looked like a puppy in comparison to her type. Still, she was enjoying the little game.

"Café Racer?" The name rang no bells to Nyx, though she typically didn't pay much attention to other Villains unless they happened to catch her eye. They were usually already broken and therefore less fun, frankly. Still the image he painted of the guy snatching his shoes brought another amused smirk to Nyx's face. Though his next words started the gears turning in her head almost immediately as she raised an eyebrow. After a moment of thought, she tightened her hands behind her back and gave him a coy smile.
"Sure, I have plenty of time. Do you know a place around here?~"

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ikki mizuno ,

[ikki mizuno]

He was a mess. His eye-mask was Robin-esque, not obscuring anything save for his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose. It was expressive though, she could see him clearly dart his blanked out eyes aside and look flustered. "--While you're still here, and while I'm definitely gettin' mixed signals. Do you think I have a shot with this person at school?" He didn't elaborate, at all.

"Yeah, Café Racer. We used to patrol with Full Throttle. In fact, Yuu and I getting jumped was why he retired and started a podcast. I figured I'd try to go pro-hero so there's no more kids like me. And Yuu's dressed like a biker, with his biker quirk and stolen Yamaha. He's playin' for the winnin' team, I guess. Mostly theft and property damage, but I have a few bruises from when we fought the other day."

He was cooked. It was so over. It has never been more over than it is right now. The gears in his mind started turning. He knew Shinjuku like the back of his hand. There were plenty of late night dining options, catering to college kids and salarymen trying to have a pit stop on their bar crawl. And this'd be a golden opportunity to get more CCTV shots of her, even if he had no hope of doing anything. Ikki lead with one foot, pointing to a building with three neon signs sticking out the side, and amber lightbulbs polluting the dark night. ”We're already in Shinjuku... Ramen Nagi is open 24/7, it's half of a bar rented out."

Nyx Koontz , 275 wc

I’m not who they approachin’

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"Smoke and mirrors~"

"Never trust what you see~"

Nyx grinned as Ikki seemed flustered under the mask, giving her the odd impulse to pet him on the head like a puppy but knowing he'd probably bolt if she moved to do so. Due to how they met, she couldn't really pull her usual tricks with his guard up and she didn't bother trying to. Honestly she found it funny how the interaction had been going thus far, more-so as he asked if he'd have a chance with a person at school out of the blue.
"If it's a girl, you have a great chance so long as you smarten up, and she isn't too tall. If it's a guy, you're fun-sized and have an even better chance.~" She answered with a smirk. "You got that broody-beauty thing going for you."

"Ramen sounds good." She skipped ahead of him, but her ears remained angled back toward him. Truth was she had other plans than ramen, as tempting as it was. But when faced with pray that could out-speed you, you had to get a little more creative. She knew chasing him would be pointless, even Koontz would struggle to keep up despite having the advantage in narrow areas like the side-streets. She had the feeling the moment she made a move he could zoom off hoping for another do-gooder to come deal with her. Which frankly wasn't that bad, but she was enjoying this little game and didn't want it to end yet, so to Ramen Naji she would go. "Do you always ask strangers out for a bite to eat?"

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ikki mizuno

[ikki mizuno]

He couldn't help but think to his homeroom. To Yasu, as cool as they might be, and a sea of nobodies. And his frat, where he was just everyone's annoying little brother. "--I dunno. I swing that way, like a little. But the guys are kinda dumb. Like, one of 'em's the cute dumb, but we go to class with like, twenty kids who should pro'lly retake Trig and Algebra. But I'm not some coward who draws the line at a tall woman." He spat that last line out. Felt like a "tch... whatever!" was on the tip of his tongue, even if it didn't come out.

He lead the two across the street, downhill one block. The odd security camera across different shops would catch the two, unless she made an effort to walk in their blind-spots. I left all the clues for you, detective. Ikki couldn't help but know that it was over for him, and that expecting others to fix this was pointless. ”Well, I'm hungry, and I already know you'd kill me if it came down to it."

The amber light continued. The mix of steam rising out of the kitchen and a bartender pulling well shots gave the whole thing a sit-down restaurant vibe. Ikki stepped aside to a booth, and hailed someone over. Vissel Kobe and Cerezo Osaka were going at it on a TV overhead, the faint chatter of a soccer announcer barely punching through the ambient noise of a typical sports bar. "Slide me the Ajitama: I'm talkin' bamboo shoots, mushrooms, scallions, softboiled eggs. Whatever draft beer you got, I'm not picky." He felt like he was yapping, and turned to Nyx. "If you want a side for the table, I'll get it."

Nyx Koontz , 304 wc

I’m not who they approachin’

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"She's vicious, she's vicious,~"

"Got venom in her kisses~"

"Sometimes settling for someone you're smarter then ain't so bad. Then you get them, and look better next to them." Nyx mused with a sly smile. "Someone has to be the accessory in every couple, why should it be you? You're cute enough to be the main attraction." Frankly she didn't even know the basics of trig or algebra. She knew it was math nonsense, but had absolutely zero interest in math that involved letters and shapes. That just seemed like unnecessary show-boating for nerds. "Knowing your matchups ain't being a pussy, it's knowing body chemistry, but you'll figure that out someday. But, If climbing mountains is your thing, you do you~"

She followed Ikki peacefully, grinning and skipping along without a single care in the world. As they passed the cameras she shot them each the peace sign and stuck her tongue out, posing for the footage with glee. To her it didn't really matter if they got footage of her, after all she would be pretty amazed, and disappointed, if they didn't have such evidence of her already. She wasn't exactly low-key when she did come out, but she had a knack for disappearing into the gutter when things got too hot. A girl like her always had options.

"Oh?" Nyx only blinked at him innocently as he mentioned her killing him if it came down to it, but made no attempt to convince him otherwise, either. She was enjoying teasing him too much at the moment to bother attacking him, but she wasn't entirely blind to how fickle she was either and knew it was a good possibility. Granted she wasn't interested in his life itself, as much as seeing what kind of torment could warp his pretty little face, but he didn't need to know that.

She slid onto the bench across the table from him and glanced around, her gaze flitting over the faces in the room casually. Not dead, but not too busy either. As the server appeared she smiled sweetly and acted surprisingly normal, ordering and watching them walk away before looking over to Ikki. As much as she enjoyed this little game, and was rather curious what ramen actually tasted like, the normalcy of the scene coupled with the fact that she wasn't putting on an act was making her... jittery.

"You're precious," She spoke up once they were somewhat-alone again, swinging her legs up under the table and putting her feet up on his seat between him and the isle, making it difficult for him to flee without causing a scene trying to get past her legs. "But the number-one rule to be a Hero, is you should take evil fuckers away from the public." She continued, picking up a pair of chopsticks and twirling them in her hand before pointing them at him to emphasize her words. "What if I had a bomb? I've carried those before." She sighed and shook her head before looking at him, this time an odd focus appearing in her eyes like a cat homing in on a mouse.

"If you hide behind others you'll never be a Hero~. You so scared of little ol' me you'd sacrifice the people in here?" She raised an eyebrow at him and giggled. "Maybe you still just need to learn... think our server would make a good example?" She smiled at him sweetly, but her tone left little to the imagination of what she meant as she glanced at the server making their rounds among the tables, her smile taking on a more wicked look.

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[ikki mizuno]

All this talk of "types of people" and "chemistry" hit his ear wrong all of a sudden. "--I know, it's just boring." He so desperately wanted to run back to the dorms. To playing pranks, and offering little gifts. In fact, just now Ikki had the urge to tie her shoelaces together with his speed. Not that he'd act on it. "If I was picky and fussy about stuff like that, I'd be better off just being asexual."

Their brief exchanges sent a chill down his spine, as Ikki lead the two of them to the restaurant. He was actually quite hungry, and frankly, it was making him a little more irritable. Light beer, bowl of ramen with mushrooms and scallions. It's all he wanted. Ikki could tell Nyx had been sizing him up the whole time, and was at this point starting to get bored of the whole thing. ”You're shameless."

As much as she slowly grew tired of his game, he did too. Ikki watched Nyx's legs block his way out of his seat. She sighed and shook her head. Ikki responded by rolling his sleeves back, revealing several small exhaust pipes behind his elbows and calves. He leaned in, head in his hands. "I coulda' ended this outside."

Ikki grew a little more determined, reaching a hand out. He'd try to hold her hand that pointed chopsticks at him, and hold the hand against the table. "I'm lettin' you choose here." He was a baby-face, barely old enough to even order off the menu here.  Her sense that he was little more than a puppy growling was right. "Do you wanna take five? Or are we really gonna do this. On an empty stomach, no less."

Nyx Koontz , 304 wc

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"What you reap is what you sow~"

"What you give comes back three-fold~"

"Oh? Here I thought we were in here because you couldn't end this outside~" Nyx mused in response to his little tough act, fluttering her eyes at him innocently as if teasing him and making no move as he essentially pinned down her hand, merely tapping the chopsticks against the table under his hold in a steady pattern reminiscent of a clock. Tip-tap, tip-tap... "What better way to work up a proper appetite?" She replied simply to what she assumed was supposed to be a last warning, though to her it held very little weight. Tip-tap, tip-

Nyx suddenly threw her weight back against the booth and slipped lower in her seat, jerking back the leg closest to Ikki in the same moment before sending the sharp pointed heel of her shoe towards the man's inner thigh with a vicious kick under the table. Considering her lack of strength, she had learned quite a few fascinating things about the human body, including the weak spots that a Hero needed to protect, let alone when it came to one built for speed like Ikki. Whether it was a test, or became a lesson, she decided to see how well the puppy would fair in the real world.

Before her kick even landed, her free hand was already moving as well, shooting out towards the man's hand held over her own. With a flex of her fingers she attempted to slap her hand over his and dig her sharp hardened nails into the soft-spot on the back of his wrist. Would he be able to react to two attacks in time? Could he tell which one posed the real danger fast enough? She couldn't wait to find out~

"As above, so below~"

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[ikki mizuno]

Nyx had at this point given up on civility. On keeping up their little game. "--Tch." She reeled her leg back, loading a fierce kick for his inner thigh, something that’d definitely contribute to a hamstring injury if it connected. Ikki produced a motorcycle revving sound, hand diving under the table and parrying her foot. "I gave you a chance to deal with TPD later, instead of tangling with me now. I tried, I really did."

Her nails dug into his arm. His forearm drew drops of blood, as her nails connected with a vein. One of the downsides of being fit, people never missed a vein. Nurses loved him. She clasped his hand. Ikki tried to get a grip on her ankle. She could probably kick out of it, but it was worth a shot.

The venue started to slowly clear out, some hiding in the back and some dashing out. Ikki took this chance to dig his heels in, and fire up those engines. He attempted to roll out of his seat and onto the ground. Standing too fast would’ve left him light-headed, but he needed to do this on his feet.

He put those dukes up, hands balled up at about chest height. Ikki had a steely look in his eyes. Somehow, that mask he wore that obscured his eyes reflected his furrowed brow. The gentle hum of an idling engine rippled through him. "Get up."

Nyx Koontz , 304 wc

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"I'm addicted to the madness~"

"We're forever gonna have a fucking reason to sin~"

"tch." She felt her foot knocked off course and grabbed, but merely sank her nails as deep into his wrist as she could in response. Her ears flicked up as the sound of engines rumbled under the table, and as he suddenly rolled out of the seat she narrowed her eyes and swung herself up onto the table instead, crouching and gripping the edge for a moment as she locked her eyes on him. A dim blue glow faired in her gaze now as the excitement of fighting set in. Paired with the sweeping motions of her wolf-like tail, a happy wagging that severely contradicted the obvious glint of bloodlust in her eyes as she watched Ikki.

As he brought up his fists Nyx clasped the chopsticks in her hands and snapped them both in two, holding two halves in each hand as she stood up on the table ready to pounce. The problem with fast prey was catching them, and she wasn't sure if he'd fight her like a man or just try to buy time until the few remaining gawkers also cleared out. Nyx was faster than your average girl, but the masked hero was faster. Koontz would have been a better match-up, but the time for switching without the threat of an attack had passed so Nyx would have to make do.

"Oooh so tough~" Nyx giggled, leaning forward on the edge of the table and bending her knees until she started to tip off as if about to hop down. However as she felt her weight shift into the open air, she suddenly pushed off the table's edge and propelled herself at Ikki's waist. With one hand she swung her broken chopsticks towards his side just above his hip, her other hand with the second half of the chopsticks gunning for his opposite thigh.

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