In His Element(s) || avatar / bnha

Things Don't Go To Plan

Meanwhile, elsewhere, somehow, a familiar group of people were dealing with their own set of problems.

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"Sokka, are you sure this is going to work?"

"Absolutely not. But hey, what do we have to lose?"

"...I can't believe I'm related to you."

...

"Fine, fine. I'll go get it."

"Oh, you better, Sparky."

"It wasn't my idea!"

"You say that like I care."

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"Take that, you stupid overgrown spirit!"

"Sokka, don't antagonize it!"

"I mean, it's not like this could get any worse."

"Zuko tempted fate! It's not my fault this time."

"Toph."

...

"Hey Sokka, remember the cactus? Feeling thirsty?"

"Tui and La, stop reminding me, Toph. I hate this desert enough as is."

...

"Sokka, hand me my fans, please."

"...are you going to kill them?"

"No. But I am going to put the fear of Kyoshi in them if they don't tell us what we need to know."

...

"We're coming, Aang. Just hold on."

Shouta was at Nighteye's agency for the third time in almost as many days and he was not happy about it.

"I feel like we should have expected this," he sighed, dragging a hand down his face.

"I think we did- we just didn't move fast enough," Ryukyu said grimly, crossing her arms. "At least they weren't interested in civilian casualties."

"We were complacent." That was Nighteye, pacing the length of the conference room with the stalking stride of an angry panther. "Damage on this grand of a scale is unacceptable."

"But it's controlled," Fat Gum placated. He indicated to the digital map onscreen at the moment, illustrating the depth of the chaos that had transpired in the criminal underworld in the last day or so. "The League knew what they wanted and they knew where it was. Look at that pattern. It's systematic."

"A lot of thought went into planning this raid," Hizashi said by Shouta's side, his arms crossed and an intent look in his eyes. "And we all know that isn't Shigaraki's strong suit. He's not the play maker in the League right now. The General is."

Shouta resisted the urge to shift on his feet, vaguely uncomfortable with the amount of heroes in the room. Combine a good portion of the UA staff with the pros already in on the situation, and you had a lot of people in one place.

At least he was familiar with the majority of them.

"So?" Nemuri said impatiently. Shouta could see her fiddling with her whip from here, smacking the handle of it into her palm. "What did they want?"

Nighteye twitched just barely, the only sign of irritation in his otherwise controlled visage. He folded his hands behind him, facing the screen.

"Trigger and Nullification; the two drugs the Precepts had been controlling the distribution of," he said flatly. "So far as we have been able to tell, they succeeded in their mission."