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[hot_handed]

I'll get straight to the point. Since a lot of you are NPCs with barely any fighting skills and I'm at the point where I might blow something up because nothing fucking happens on my patrols, I'm gonna be incredibly generous and offer hand-to-hand lessons at the Arena in the afternoons. If you really care about getting better at it, the more days ya show up, the stronger you'll get.

If you already know how to fight and wanna spar so you don't get rusty, I'll be there for that too.

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[hot_handed]

Me neither. I almost wish some villains would show up. Something.

[Like the shounen character he is, Bakugou orders 4-5 things off the menu, leaning back with his hands behind his arms and looking smug when he's done.]

Yeah, and I won, so I make the rules.

[wakemelater]

Knowing this place, you'd probably have to hug them to death.

[He tries to work up a retort through the fog in his brain, but all his effort produce is a few slow blinks.] I pay next time.

[hot_handed]

[Bakugou snorts.] Probably.

[Leaning over toward the floor, he gives Harmony a few pets before gently nudging her over to Nico.] I just said I make the rules!

[wakemelater]

[He feels a nudge on his leg and peeks down. It's too much energy to bend down, so he pats the seat until Harmony hops up to petting range.] I'm half god. You can't tell me what to do.

[hot_handed]

[Their food arrives, Nico's sandwich and soda since Bakugou doesn't know what he'd drink and Bakugou's dumplings, panini and french fries and coffee. Bakugou picks up a fry and holds it in his hands for a moment before he responds.]

But if I include god in my hero name, I'll be a full-god and I could tell you what to do.

[wakemelater]

[Oh right. Food. Nico supposes he should at least try to eat some - especially if someone else is paying for it. He sighs and pushes himself up off the table.

He laughs.] If having god in your name god makes you a god, then I should have white wings and a harp.

[hot_handed]

[Bakugou digs into his food, but he glances at Nico between bites.]

Why, what's your family name?

[wakemelater]

[Nico's more picking at his own food, while petting the cat that has decided to curl up on his lap.]

Di Angelo.

[hot_handed]

[Bakugou snorts, before snickering into his hand, before he can't hold it back anymore and he bursts out laughing.]

BUT YOU'RE A HALF-GOD OF DEAD PEOPLE!!!

[Damn. He wants a cat. He starts looking around for one of the others, occasionally snickering.]

[wakemelater]

[He shoots an irritated glare across the table.]

Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. 's not like I chose it.

[hot_handed]

[Bakugou snorts and holds out his hand for Rio once he sees the cat, petting him until he hops up next to him.]

Now I wanna see you with angel wings sometime. [He takes a bite of his sandwich, more distracted by the cat now.] If you need to nap, I won't yell at you. I might nap too.

[wakemelater]

Weirder things have happened.

[Though he's not sure how he feels about being a literal angel of death. (Ghost king is cooler, okay.)]

Don't need your permission.

[Even so, he only gets through about half of his sandwich before chewing becomes too much of a hassle. Turning sideways, he kicks a leg up on the seat and leans against the back. And that's all it takes. He's out like a light.]