[ Coherent thought pretty much stopped the moment Kirishima took a blow to the chest. Of course this means nothing to Bakugou, who's pretty accustomed to watching the redhead get smacked around ( and done so plenty himself ). To Eijiro, however, there's more important things to do than go read. And Bakugou calls Midoriya a nerd...
But Kirishima does obey in one aspect. Once he shoves himself up to his feet he does come over. He just does so by charging down the grey creature. ]
WHAT THE HELL, MAN!
[ It would have been a roar if not for the fact his lungs are still trying to re-inflate themselves, coming out in more of a rasp. The grey creature shifts into a classic ready Judo stance, but Kirishima only understands it's not planning to dodge at the last second of punching down on its fin-ridged head. By then it's too late and he's punched the thing flat on its face in the sand.
Of course he was expecting a whole fight to start and immediately the redhead feels conflicted. It doesn't stop him from kicking up a little sand at the thing's legs, however. Now it's face down, he can see a nubby little grey tail sticking up; Ojiro's got one, sure, but more and more he's beginning to doubt the humanity here. ]
DON'T JUST GO PUNCHIN' STRANGERS! ALL I DID WAS LET YOU OUT! THAT FRIGGIN' HURT!
[ Little kick kick kick of sand. Of course, he's got too much honor to go for the face or actually kick the thing while it's down, but making a little sand pile on its back seems fair game to him.
It turns its face up to him, rubbing its brow, the look one of consideration and maybe some begrudging approval rather than anger. ]
no subject
But Kirishima does obey in one aspect. Once he shoves himself up to his feet he does come over. He just does so by charging down the grey creature. ]
WHAT THE HELL, MAN!
[ It would have been a roar if not for the fact his lungs are still trying to re-inflate themselves, coming out in more of a rasp. The grey creature shifts into a classic ready Judo stance, but Kirishima only understands it's not planning to dodge at the last second of punching down on its fin-ridged head. By then it's too late and he's punched the thing flat on its face in the sand.
Of course he was expecting a whole fight to start and immediately the redhead feels conflicted. It doesn't stop him from kicking up a little sand at the thing's legs, however. Now it's face down, he can see a nubby little grey tail sticking up; Ojiro's got one, sure, but more and more he's beginning to doubt the humanity here. ]
DON'T JUST GO PUNCHIN' STRANGERS! ALL I DID WAS LET YOU OUT! THAT FRIGGIN' HURT!
[ Little kick kick kick of sand. Of course, he's got too much honor to go for the face or actually kick the thing while it's down, but making a little sand pile on its back seems fair game to him.
It turns its face up to him, rubbing its brow, the look one of consideration and maybe some begrudging approval rather than anger. ]