Kurogiri was... concerned with the current state of the League of Villains.
Following the rather disastrous ending of events at Kamino Ward and the subsequent loss of All for One, the already tenuous balance that the League kept had been getting thinner and more unstable by the day. Shigaraki was nearly out of control on most days, raging and destroying anything he got his hands on, barring the things of more importance that Kurogiri had managed to warp away before anything happened to them. The other members were content to lick their wounds and wait, but it was clear that some of them with sharper tempers, like Dabi and Magne, were reaching the end of their fuse with Shigaraki's antics.
Then, he showed up.
The things the General said were almost ludicrous, almost unbelievable, if not for the consistent proof he could give them.
A spirit, from another world. Well, if you had told Kurogiri before All for One had enlisted his assistance that there was a man centuries old that could give and take quirks as easily as false promises, he would have been dubious about that as well. But the things the General provided were undeniable.
He offered them power. He offered them a chance to build themselves back up from the wayside they'd fallen to. He wanted only a partnership in return.
Shigaraki, still fuming from the loss of his mentor, had eagerly agreed. The others had been hesitant. But in the end, power from a mysterious source was better than none at all.
What put Kurogiri on edge was how easy all of this was.
The General had come to them for their Nomu technology. Spirit or not, he didn't stick out in the world of quirks around him. The ghostly skin and form could be explained as his quirk, the rusty, traditionally-forged armor could be attributed to eccentricity or a family heirloom. He made an imposing figure and was nigh untouchable when he wanted to be, which may have been the only reason Shigaraki agreed to hear him out when he first came to the warehouse they were hiding out in. The technology he wanted was mostly useless to them now, anyways. With no way to give quirks to new Nomu, their doctor had informed them, he couldn't construct new ones.
I don't need that human form of power, the General had said, dismissive. All I need from you are more humans to use. And in return, you can keep the abominations. Take your revenge on those who have wronged you.
Such assistance, freely given, was almost too good to be true. So of course, Shigaraki had taken the deal.
The League would provide the "human souls" to fuel their new forms of Nomu. The General would capture and bring in his own world's spirits to serve as the base for empowerment. In return, when the time came, they would allow the General to use their resources to get his own revenge.
The attack on the Licensing Exam had been a test- both to see if the Spirit Nomu were all the General had promised them to be, and to gauge whether or not the Avatar would come running at the first sign of trouble.
Toga, who had been gleeful to participate in another mission that may put her in Midoriya's vicinity, had cheerfully reported that the mission was an all around success.
So the Avatar was a child. And yes, he responded to the attack within moments.
(For some reason he could not remember, the thought of that seemed to bother Kurogiri.)
He used the Avatar State? The General had scoffed. Human trickery. Let me tell you its weaknesses.
Iwayama was another problem entirely.
The man was a wild card, one discarded by All for One when he had initially put together the League, both for him already being imprisoned, and for his entirely unpredictable nature. Considering that the League had also approached Stain for membership, that was telling.
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In His Element(s) || avatar / bnha
Adventure""So... one more time." Shouta pinched the bridge of his nose, regretting both waking up this morning and possibly existence in general. "You're the spiritual avatar of an entirely different world, and in the process of keeping the peace with said s...