Why Katsuki was stuck with these idiots, he wasn't sure, but it was far too late for him to change it. If they had been anywhere else, he wouldn't have cared as much, but Ponytail was leading them through the crowded streets and tired eyes had taken it upon himself to keep the hood up on Deku's hoodie because the idiot apparently couldn't figure out how hoodies worked.
It was ridiculous, but Katsuki couldn't leave them because they were the ones who knew where to go.
So he did the best he could in this situation, he walked sullenly behind the rest of the group, trying to ignore them to the best of his ability.
As much as he hated to admit it, the plan Deku came up with was solid. Especially since none of them had any idea of what they were walking into, the plan had to be flexible enough for them to change at any moment but well thought out enough that it would grab Naoko's attention... not that she was oblivious...
Oh, who was Bakugou kidding? Naoko was one of the most oblivious people he knew when she wanted to be.
For now, what they would do was sneak into an alleyway to see what they were going to be dealing with because it was possible for Naoko to be in a bad enough place that she wouldn't be able to come to them. Tired eyes would keep an eye out, Pony Tail would create whatever they might need to get her out, and Deku and Bakugou would be the ones to actually do the extraction.
Hasame was there for moral support, and she claimed that she could beat the crap out of any villain that came too close... The group politely accepted that, but basically decided that they would be keeping her as far from the action as they possibly could.
If things went sideways, Tired eyes would also prove to be an effective safeguard in helping them to getaway.
Simple, but each of them had jobs to pay attention to and some amount of freedom in how they got it done. The warehouse was in sight, which meant they had to cautious of who might be watching.
Instead of going in all at once, they broke it up, hiding in an area that Pony Tail was sure had no security camera's watching in and went in one at a time, a few minutes apart. It was all very stressful and by the time the whole group was in the narrow alleyway, Bakugou could feel sweat running down his arms.
The windows for the building weren't in a place that could be easily seen, but before any of them could say a word, Hasame scaled the wall silently, glaring at the teenagers who hardly even accepted her presence there.
If they thought they could keep her from the action just by placating her, they would be sorely mistaken.
"Um..." Midoriya was hesitant about this. Sure, he was quirkless once too, he knew how irritating it could be to be treated as a lesser person when you thought you could do so much. But ever since he had started working with One for All, he realized just how helpless he had been before, whether he liked it or not, "Okay... Uh, what do you see in there?"
No. He had to treat Hasame how he would've liked to've been treated... Even if it scared the crap out of him.
Hasame squinted into the dark, there was a small light source at the far end of the building, a holding chamber of some kind, other than that... it was a bit too dark to really make anything out. "I see something in the corner, but there isn't much light... It kinda looks like there's liquid on the floor?"
That was a bit of a red flag in and of itself, seeing as how Naoko's quirk worked. If she was panicking, Hasame wouldn't put it past her to melt a good many things in her terror.
A quiet voice from below called Hasame's attention to the other girl, who was reaching up to her with a pair of goggles in her hands, "Try these," Her voice was barely loud enough to be heard as the girl pushed herself up, "They're infrared goggles, they should help you see better."
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Silence Destroyed (MHA)
FanfictionSilence is such a weird concept; it's the absence of sound is all, and yet people have such different reactions to it, some would prefer silence over people, some go nearly insane when forced into silence, and some people have no choice but to adapt...