Nov 17, 2024 3:08:48 GMT
Post by Darius Ficsit on Nov 17, 2024 3:08:48 GMT
Late nights sucked sometimes. Not because he minded working, but because most of the busses and subways stopped working past a certain hour—leaving him to walk the way back. Oh well. Extra cardio wouldn't kill him.
Darius wasn't one to break the rules. He enjoyed using his Quirk—but got every chance to do legally whenever he worked a construction site thanks to his license. Sure it wasn't the wholesale freedom to show it off to the public en mass like a Hero, but they were trained professionals! That's the point of having 'em do four years of university. So as much as it ticked him off to be a bystander during a Villain attack, he bit the bullet and called the pros as he was supposed to.
He planned on doing just that, actually, given that a pharmacy he happened to be walking by on the way home was getting robbed. Three men. One with a set of subtle scales and massive muscles, another with a few sharp blades sticking out of their hands, and the last with his hands in his pockets and looking rather unbothered.
Darius grunted, reaching for his phone only for a strange, sudden force to YANK him forward by his clothing. He might've been able to resist it had the engineer not been caught off guard, tumbling through the open doorway and spilling into the floor. "Shit." He cursed in English, rolling to his feet with an unamused glare. Third guy had some kind of telekinesis or pulling Quirk, then.
Darius wasn't one to break the rules. He enjoyed using his Quirk—but got every chance to do legally whenever he worked a construction site thanks to his license. Sure it wasn't the wholesale freedom to show it off to the public en mass like a Hero, but they were trained professionals! That's the point of having 'em do four years of university. So as much as it ticked him off to be a bystander during a Villain attack, he bit the bullet and called the pros as he was supposed to.
He planned on doing just that, actually, given that a pharmacy he happened to be walking by on the way home was getting robbed. Three men. One with a set of subtle scales and massive muscles, another with a few sharp blades sticking out of their hands, and the last with his hands in his pockets and looking rather unbothered.
Darius grunted, reaching for his phone only for a strange, sudden force to YANK him forward by his clothing. He might've been able to resist it had the engineer not been caught off guard, tumbling through the open doorway and spilling into the floor. "Shit." He cursed in English, rolling to his feet with an unamused glare. Third guy had some kind of telekinesis or pulling Quirk, then.
