Eri: CMO

Jan. 24th, 2020 06:34 pm
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throws a curveball

Date: 2020-01-26 07:59 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[Izuku had mentioned something about a young girl that was in the care of UA due to having been in an unsavory circumstance prior. He hadn't met Eri yet, but given he could only take a few of the classes offered at the school (he was intelligent, but had never really had any formal schooling, so a lot of the curriculum was beyond him), it made sense that he'd have the downtime to wander and potentially see and do things some of the other students didn't typically get to.]

[Someone had given him a camera, and he spent a fair amount of his free time taking pictures. He'd started keeping journals, despite not knowing if he'd be able to take anything but himself home with him whenever a way to send him was found, and had a stack of Campos notebooks in the box she had once slept in. It was one such afternoon that he'd gone out to take pictures in the nice weather that he rounded a corner only to be collided with something only just taller than his knees, and immediately crouched forward to take hold of the small girl that ricocheted backward from him.]


Oh-- gosh, I'm sorry! Are you all right?

Date: 2020-01-27 12:13 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[Small girl, long silver-white hair, red eyes... It's the little horn on her head that knocks it fully into place who he's looking at as he checks her over, but he's startled by the recognition from her. He releases her carefully once he's sure she won't fall, reaching up to fidget with one of his earrings as she looks at them.]

That would be me! I guess Midoriya has told you about me, huh?

Date: 2020-01-27 12:24 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[Oh no she's precious. Tanjiro's expression practically melts, and he nods.]

They were a gift from my father. They're called hanafuda. You're Eri-chan, right?

Date: 2020-01-27 12:41 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[So much just happened, and it's a struggle for Tanjiro to not be immediately on the defensive when Mirio just fucking materializes-- but he's slowly starting to get better at the way things work around UA. He knows well enough that the sound Eri's made is one of excitement, not fear, but he has a moment of uncertainty when she runs to hide behind him. He plays along when it's Mirio that stands before them-- something about him is far too genial and good to be misconstrued as anything to fear.]

[He smiles broadly at the taller teenager, ducking into a short bow. Toogata Mirio, he figured-- Izuku had mentioned a light-haired upperclassman with blue eyes and a boisterous personality who was usually in charge of Eri when Aizawa was not.]


That would be me! That would make you... Toogata-senpai, right? [That was what Izuku called him, at least. Carefully, he angles himself to speak quietly to Eri.] Eri-chan, go hide now, I'll keep him distracted!

Date: 2020-01-27 12:58 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[He keeps an eye on her for a moment, turning back when Mirio holds out his hand. For a moment he's baffled as to what to do with it-- but Izuku had introduced him to another very tall blonde man who did the same thing. A handshake, which he'd been told was a western means of greeting that had been growing in popularity in Japan. It made him feel strangely old, but he took the larger hand and shook it firmly.]

I don't mind at all-- I keep meaning to get out and around more of the grounds, anyway. [It's just all really overwhelming so he's very slow about it. His mouth pulls wide in a smile and he laughs softly, nodding.] That's fine, really. Maybe she can answer some questions I have, too! [He loves children, Mirio. Let him love your adopted baby.]

Date: 2020-01-27 02:18 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[Tanjiro seems stunned by this-- both that Izuku would vouch so strongly for him (it isn't that he feels untrustworthy or undeserving of it, it just warms his everything that they'd trust him with a little girl that is clearly very important, and that Mirio would immediately follow suit. His face colors faintly and he smiles, nodding.]

Absolutely! I haven't really found my way around a lot of the school, so we can learn together.

Date: 2020-01-30 07:39 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[He's going to die in the future because of an unreasonably precious little girl. She reminds him so much of Hanako he could actually cry, but he won't, really, at least not right now because it would probably upset her. He folds his fingers neatly around her hand and smiles, crouching down to reach out at pat her on the head.]

I'll be in your care, Miss Eri.

Date: 2020-01-30 08:04 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[Listen he will let Eri show him whatever she wants to, he already adores her and he's known her like five minutes. He follows along behind her easily, not outpacing her but not trailing too far behind, either, and swings their hands just a little with a smile.]

What's your favorite place on the school grounds? You should show me that first.

Date: 2020-01-30 08:20 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[God he could die. It's startling that he keeps busy enough to not usually realize how much he misses the uneven pattering of small, off-balanced feet, the sometimes-too-tight grip of tiny fingers on his hand, but Eri is doing wonders to make his whole chest hurt with the kind of happiness and longing that is sure to stay heavy in his bones for days to come.]

[He's also... very enthused by the school itself, which probably does wonders for Eri's enjoyment of showing him around. She's absolutely right-- UA is huge, especially in comparison to almost every structure he's ever seen or been inside of. The architecture is wholly different, sleek and modern and while they still take their shoes off to swap for indoor ones, there's not a square of tatami in sight. He squeezes her fingers gently.]


It's super big. Buildings aren't half this big where I'm from!

Date: 2020-01-31 06:39 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[It's a strange concept, and he tilts his head thoughtfully when she brings it up, squeezing her fingers briefly.]

Yep! It's the Taisho Era, where I'm from. Everybody dresses different, and electricity is only in big cities.

I MISSED THIS

Date: 2020-02-04 08:52 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[He looks down to watch her watch her shoes, making a point of shifting his head enough so the gesture makes the very earrings she asks after shift, making a quiet, but ultimately very pleasant hollow clink of a sound as they knock into his jaw.]

Not specifically because of the Taisho Era, but these were handed down to me from my father. They've been in our family a very long time.

I CAN'T MISS THE BABY

Date: 2020-02-05 12:12 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[He figures hanafuda are way less common these days, so her startle at the sound doesn't surprise him, really, though the way she goes quiet and doesn't say anything else for a moment is... Telling, and his eyebrows crease together. He squeezes her hand, gently, and decides maybe he'll ask her if she minds if he tells her stories about his family, a little later. He doesn't know her backstory, really, but he knows she's very young and isn't related to anyone at UA. There's clearly something that's happened, so he wants to tread carefully.]

[He looks up and stares at the sign for a long moment before he smiles, sinking down into a crouch and releasing her hand only in favor of holding out his arms.]


Do you want to go in? [Please let him carry you, Eri.]

Date: 2020-02-05 08:07 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[Tanjiro is nothing if not patient, so he lets Eri think the gesture over, watching her paw at her horn and only really then taking a good look at it. Her Quirk, he figured, despite not having any real idea of what it was. He remembered Izuku mentioning she didn't know how to use it, which made sense given how young she was. He said they usually showed up around age four? So Eri had probably only had hers a few years, by now...]

[When she shuffles toward him, all shy and meek, he very nearly feels his insides melt and slosh around inside of him, and he can't help the positively gooey smile on his face-- even if it's bizarrely kind of sad, as well. He doesn't waste any time, then, reaching out and scooping her to him, squeezing her gently before standing back up, letting her perch on his forearm while his other hand rests between her shoulders so she doesn't tip over.]


So you said he can make anything? What's your favorite to have him make, then?

Date: 2020-02-07 10:59 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[That is... so cute. He literally can't stop smiling, she's so fucking cute.]

So you like apples then, is that right? [He hums in thought.] You know, you can put apples in spices and cook them to make them soft and make them a treat with any meal, too! Usually with cinnamon and nutmeg, which are really good for you!

I KEEP MISSING THE BABY

Date: 2020-02-12 10:52 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[His whole face scrunches up in a smile at that, and he nods.]

I think I've heard that saying, before... They're very good for you, so Mr. Lemillion is right when he says that. Have you ever had apple slices where the skin is cut to look like a rabbit?

Date: 2020-02-13 12:41 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zutsuki
[Screeeeech. He has to resist the urge to squeeze her to him, instead just jostling her gently in his arms.]

They're the best way to eat apple slices, that's for sure.

Date: 2020-01-26 08:36 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] microwaveable
[He was watching Kouda's rabbit while he was visiting his family over the weekend. He could have taken the rabbit with him, but usually one of his classmates wanted to watch the small animal, so it usually got a babysitter for the weekend.]

[Incidentally, he was also given the rights to babysit Eri for the weekend. It was a masterful plan. Eri didn't know about the bunny currently residing in Izuku's dorm as he kept her hand in a gentle but firm grip walking up the stairs.]


Ready for the greatest sleepover weekend ever, Eri-chan?
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From: [personal profile] microwaveable
[He is way too young to have a daughter but holy shit he loves one child. Basically every time she talks he has to resist the urge to scoop her up and squeeze her. It's worse when she smiles or laughs, but he's learning. He beams at her, smiling so hard it almost hurts, and sinks into a crouch in front of his door.]

It's gonna be great. I have a surprise for you, okay, Eri-chan? So you have to close your eyes.

Date: 2020-01-27 12:23 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] microwaveable
[He turns the knob of his dorm room and nudges it open, carefully shuffling behind her to guide her by her shoulders.]

I'm gonna pick you up a second, okay? To set you on my bed. [And he does just that-- she weighs nothing, he could throw her into the air and catch her for hours, and has considered asking if she'd like that, but she's still a little skittish and he's still pretty new at babysitting, so he's taking baby steps with her, so far. Once she's set on the bed, he moves away and there are a few strange sounds-- a metal enclosure being opened and closed, and the shuffling of something that sounds very soft.]

Keep your eyes closed, but hold out your arms?

Date: 2020-01-27 12:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] microwaveable
Mm-hmm! Very good. Now stay still...

[He transfers the rabbit carefully-- Kouda had done really well socializing it, so it was pretty mellow, but he still didn't want it to spook and hurt Eri or get hurt. He repositions her arms around the creature and then smiles, sitting back.]

You can open them now.

Date: 2020-01-27 12:48 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] microwaveable
[He's pretty sure if he smiled any harder his face would actually split in two.]

Yep! This is Kouda-kun's-- he's visiting his parents for the weekend, so we get to look after his rabbit! [He'd made sure to clear it with Kouda and Aizawa first-- Aizawa agreed it would probably be a good exercise for Eri, in the long run. Help her learn to take care of small things, help her regulate excitement and care. It might help with her use of her quirk, too, for that matter. But that was the farthest thing from Izuku's mind, right then, he was far too interested in Eri enjoying getting to look after something small and fluffy.]

Date: 2020-01-27 08:03 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] microwaveable
[Eri is too good for this world, too pure. Izuku's expression wobbles just a little-- he can't handle how sweet she is, honestly. He nods, scooting closer to her and letting his hand hover over the rabbit's back.]

Of course! Just be real gentle, yeah?

Date: 2020-02-04 08:55 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] microwaveable
He is! You know they call them cottontail rabbits, right? Maybe that's why.

[The rabbit is pretty used to pettings and generally being the passed-around school pet of a bunch of rambunctious hero types, so Eri's gentle stroking is quite pleasant. He just kind of chills and does the cute little nose-twitch, nibbling at the front of her shirt.]

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