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[facepalmchampion]

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[facepalmchampion]

For now, he pocketed the proffered item and mused as even more of the brethren wrapped in resin resumed their fall to earth. The one that lands in his hair is easily removed with his other hand and allowed to traverse with its friends downward. "Do we? Here I thought you were just going to throw things. I didn't realize it was a date."

A joke of course, but he all the same opened the door and walked in using the heel of his red shoe to delay the door enough for Bakugo to easily walk in. For now he would forego ordering. Hot coffee and Bakugo didn't seem like a good idea in the least, in fact he didn't fancy anything being thrown at him again for the moment. "Step into my office." said the man, gesturing with his gloved hand at the seat across from him as if he needed to.

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[hot_handed]

"You ain't my type," He sneered, and whether his face was red from his irritation at the quirk or Shigaraki's joke would remain a mystery. It was probably both.

Shoving his way past Shigaraki, as if to say 'I'm not afraid of your decay, so fuck you,' Katsuki made his way to sit across from him, not yet looking at the menu. He'd probably order something spicy and whatever strong brew they had, but that could wait.

"Should have killed you at the party... Anyway, I've been looking for someone who can teleport and no fucking luck."

[facepalmchampion]

Katsuki, at this point, shouldn't be afraid of decay with his hands half gloved, but then again it wasn't widely known just how dangerous he was. Not by anyone but Ochako who had experienced decay, pun intended, first hand. He let out a soft sigh, again not interested in killing someone in the middle of a café which, more often than not, was to someone else's benefit lately.

"You should have, but you didn't." There had been an easy go of it too, but to Bakugo's credit he just did his usual sneering hatred. Or maybe that was to Ken's credit. Ken definitely. "Mm? Oh, that. That's going to make getting past the starting level difficult. Twice lost his ability to duplicate right when I needed it the most, so for the greater part I'm at a loss until I'm sure he has it back." He did, he very much likely did and Shigaraki had been pursuing other attempts. "I'll look around."

Putting his elbows on the table, and his hands under his chin, he chuckled. "Here I thought you were going to talk to me about Kaneki-san."

[hot_handed]

It was definitely to Ken's credit. Katsuki had no problems starting a war. It would be so much simpler than...whatever the fuck they were doing. But he had goals, and if Shigaraki had the same goals, he could put off the fighting for now.

But that didn't mean he was any better at staying calm. Shigaraki's statement had him standing up, slamming his hands on the table (and singeing it with a few bursts of explosions in the process).

"What the FUCK?!?! THEY CAN FUCKING DO THAT?!"

This place could not only give them new quirks or modify theirs...it could take them away altogether?

Katsuki tried to fight past the panic as he stood there standing, only sitting down when he realized people were staring. After flipping their audience off with a scowl, he finally ordered some jalapeno poppers and two espressos.

"I don't waste my time repeating myself. I've given you the terms, and you know the consequences of not following them."

[facepalmchampion]

The fight, the war would come and on that day a lot of people were going to have to make a lot of hard choices. For Shigaraki it was going to be simple. Ride or die with the League but feel what might even pass for remorse for making Ochako upset.

With the level of unbridled sound he just had to incur, Shigaraki's eye closed and he winced softly, hands still under his chin until everything had subsided. "I guess so. There was someone who ended up with my own ability. Can you imagine, Bakugo, Decay in the wrong hands?" Pun unintended, but the idea that it was better off in his own hands made it feel funnier to him. "But as for Kaneki-san... We're friends, you know. Wouldn't you rather him be the friend of The Devil?"

[hot_handed]

"Oh. That shit?" Katsuki frowned at the memory, barely relaxing. It just proved that complacency wasn't an option. What about when something worse happened next time? What if the Porter took everyone's abilities or some other shit? It brought back the dead and then sent them back like it was nothing. This place didn't care. They had to.

"...I'm taking Kaneki back with us." Fuck it, if Shigaraki wouldn't shut up about him maybe he could work this to his advantage. "I need to get to the Porter before this place sends anyone away or some other crap."

[facepalmchampion]

"'That shit'." affirmed the otherwise neutral looking face across from where Katsuki had thrown his fit. It didn't mean that they couldn't take their powers or stunt them, Shigaraki was testament to that. Admitting it would be a fault he wasn't willing to compromise.

Interesting turn of events, but not something he hadn't considered. The boy wasn't school age and had a good, iron grip over Bakugo like no one here seemed to. An easy way of keeping Katsuki a good boy. "Even if it sends someone back, if we get control of the Porter we figure out how to bring them here, or go there. Or maybe they send us back, that's a consequence we might have to bare, are you ready for that to happen to Kaneki-san? Be left all alone here?"

[hot_handed]

"Stupid fucking bastards," Katsuki grumbled, grabbing a napkin that he started to ball up in his palm.

None of that was incorrect. Kaneki definitely held an influence over him, and a good one. Had Katsuki not run into him in the Fractured World... Katsuki might have snapped.

"If I don't do anything, he will be left all alone. You know that. And you want to leave too, don't you? Doesn't this place drive you fucking crazy?"

[facepalmchampion]

"Eloquently put as always." Aptly put, actually, "I'm not thrilled. The person could've killed themselves if they weren't by chance careful." He will give that much, that he had important people here, too.

Each of them have someone(s) they need to take care of in one way or another and that was why this was important enough for him to stick around. He made a noncommittal, but promisingly agreeing noise. Ken would be left here on his own, or Bakugo on his own. "This place has it's charms, but I want to get back to business. I know a lot of people with unfinished jobs back home. Mister and Spinner shouldn't be left on their own either." After all and even with his attitude, he cared about them in his own way.

[hot_handed]

"So you can kill yourself with your own quirk," Katsuki mused, crushing the ball in his palm with a pop and scattering the ashes on the table.

He didn't correct him that time may or may not have passed on their world from what he remembered and heard.

"It would've been easier with the sock wearin' moron's quirk. Guess we'll need to gather up as much firepower as possible and charge in."

[facepalmchampion]

Shrugging his shoulders, Shigaraki replied easily, "I've never tried and likely in my current state, no. But they could've, or someone else and while I wouldn't have remorse if it happened, they would have." Believe it or not, he did have, somewhere down there, a sense of compassion for people he actually liked.

"...Sock wearing-- Are you talking about Twice again?" He really had to be sure. "We don't need fire power. You and I and whoever else agreed will be enough. I'll make sure to arm myself appropriately."

[hot_handed]

"Why the hell do you care?" Katsuki's food arrives and he shoves the plate in the middle of the table for Shigaraki should he want it, taking a jalapeno popper and chugging down one espresso.

"Of fucking course I'm talking about Twice. They have ways of neutralizing our nanites. We need the firepower."

[facepalmchampion]

"Why the hell don't you?" After his rhetorical question, because he knew better, he slouched back in his chair. Taking one of the offered items, he looked it over unsure of what it was exactly.

The last thing Bakugo needed was espresso, but Tomura wasn't his father. Thankfully. "Then his name is Twice." Unlike his former statement, this one sounded much more serious. "Twice who is the key to us figuring out how to deal with those nanites and deserves that kind of respect. You may not like them, but we're your best bet at getting in there and getting back out."

[hot_handed]

"How about you shut the fuck up and stop acting like you know what I do and don't care about?" Katsuki grunted, sipping his second espresso more slowly.

"And if I don't? What are you going to do, not work with me? I'll do it without you if I have to." He meant it.

[facepalmchampion]

He rolled his eyes, sighing softly. "You make it evident what you do or don't care about. Or if you don't, maybe it's time you realize what it sounds like."

A moment or two of silence passed. "No, I'll work with you because I've worked with worse. But those worse learned not to fuck with me either, Bakugo." Normally his language was at least a little reserved. "Like I said, we're doing it with or without you, we may as well all put aside differences and learn the courtesy of someone's name."

Twice was no baby, but out of all of them, Shigaraki felt most like he would end up defending him the most where instances of respect fell. Then again maybe that was his default for all league members who had shown him unfailing loyalty. Or what some would have otherwise called 'friendship'.

[hot_handed]

"What I don't care about is what breathing garbage thinks I do or don't sound like," Katsuki responded almost immediately, his voice flat from repeating similar insults frequently.

"I'm flattered," he rolled his eyes, stuffing more jalapeno poppers in his face.

"Nope. You don't get to lecture me about manners. I've already been considerate enough not to kill ya."

[facepalmchampion]

"Call me what you want, but his name is Twice." The tension in the air between them always had its evident, permanent construct. However, bringing up Twice like he had just made Tomura all the more angry.

As for killing him? Easy. "You can try, Bakugo, but you'll fail. I already saw the spoilers for this fight and you're out gunned. Now are we done whipping our dicks out to measure them or are we going to talk business?"

[hot_handed]

"Whatever." This? This was easier. He liked seeing Tomura pissed off. It was so much less frustrating than playing along with everyone's bullshit.

"I ain't outgunned here." Still, it would be better to get to the point. "Yeah, so what plans you got in mind?"

[facepalmchampion]

'Whatever' was enough of an answer for him to get home the fact that Tomura wouldn't be having any of this bullshit about Twice. The rest of this could still be salvaged, thankfully. "A lot. If we can't get in by way of warping in, then we need someone who is covert enough. Stealth of some sort to get in. Toga can do that. I will ask Twice to send her double to start casing an area as soon as I talk to both of them about it."

Just because he had a goal here, didn't mean he had command over them. "Normally I would have sent Mister but we don't have that option. Dabi and I will clean up whatever loose ends happen to be unlucky enough to see us. The problem is what we do when we get there. We're capable of getting all of us there, and anyone else you bring, but what are you doing after we get there?"

[hot_handed]

"Even if she can act the part, there's probably ways of detecting and even disabling nanites. And if that happens, anyone you send in there will be flagged and screwed."

Sipping at his second espresso, Katsuki set it down and growled. "We ain't killing people. I was thinking of convincing Yaoyorozu to use her quirk to make a copy of the Porter or something, leave it there and find a way to steal the original."

[facepalmchampion]

"Listen to the words from my mouth. That's why Twice is important." Really, he knew that Heroes didn't have the same worldly experience as they had as villains. This was going to be difficult and Hizashi and Shouta should've taught these kids better if they ever stood a chance. "I'm working on the nanite issue, you worry about getting us the opening for Toga should she even agree to come along for this ride."

But that was another inner feeling for another time. "You don't have to kill anyone. God forbid heroes get their hands dirty." Shigaraki sat back in his chair, hands in his lap, still keeping eye contact. "She's coming too? Who all is there?"

[hot_handed]

"What? He gonna make a clone of her? Won't he just replicate the nanites?" He wasn't following, and he hated feeling like he didn't understand. "Fine. I can be a good distraction."

Sometimes his loud behavior could be an advantage. But at that Katsuki narrowed his eyes. "No one is killing anyone. You kill someone, and I'll kill you. Is that clear enough?" Fuck. This whole thing was starting to piss him off. "I think Round Face might wanna, and A- All Might." He had no intention of letting the retired hero in on the fighting, but he'd welcome any guidance or information from him.

[facepalmchampion]

The statement was an easy enough one. "Yes and yes. Then I'm going to keep killing any doubles until I learn how to either decay the nanites or if they have a heat tolerance." There would be killing and clones would have to deal with it. "Good. I'll leave that part in your hands and don't screw it up."

From his slouched position, Shigaraki decided to be the bigger person and shrug his shoulders. They'll just do it in the moment then. There couldn't be witnesses in case something went wrong. "I hear you just fine." However, he had no clue who round face w--

"The last time I saw the retired hero he was muttering to himself and looked like he needed help across the road. What exactly is his involvement and who is Round Face?"

[hot_handed]

"Destroying the nanites will just kill the doubles, you fucking dumbass. You'd be better off finding a way to cloak 'em."

"Don't get flippant with me. I'm serious." It stung, hearing Katsuki's idol talked about that way. But he deserved that. "He's got a lot of knowledge with all the villain's he's defeated so he's good for intel. And Round Face is Uraraka."

[facepalmchampion]

"Leave destroying things to me." he said softly, "Destroying them first, cloaking them second if we can't. Everything in due time unless you suddenly have a deadline I wasn't made aware of." Which would be a pain in the ass, but it would at least give a chance at knowing when Bakugo thought they might be moving. Shigaraki had a few things going on and he certainly needed to start scheduling. Maybe get a really hot secretary. Hm.

"..." Give him a moment, he was going to have to find out why the cutesy names were being thrown around, but also: "Uraraka-san aside, intel about what? Beating a high volume of low class quirk users? Regale me, O Narrator, as to why that equates to intel when we're trying to steal a porter or destroy it."