ROLEPLAY HQ - lines-crossed

Triggers: Past Parental abuse, past sexual assualt and sexual sadism, body horror based on injuries, violence , potential none major character death, sexual content, kink content, more may be added

She had always thought she'd be ready when the time came. That she would be able to accept her price to pay, and burn her sins away. But actually being in the thick of it, drowning in greasy gray-black smock whilst the flames lapped at her flesh? That changed things. Deep remorse kept the pale, rosy haired woman anchored to the floor for moment, but the impending dread and doom were actively chewing away at her resolve. Every synapse fired in a symphony of warning bells, pushing her body to go, run move, live. Out on the streets, it was big news, what was happening. Itadori tower was ablaze. The glistening landmark of the city, and home to the many himself, Itadori Kyoshiro, was ablaze. The first responders on the scene were a crew of water quirk users, and yet, they couldn't do anything until they knew people were out. Ana could hear the shouts of people trying to coordinate rescue efforts. But she couldn't bring herself to move to the windows, for fear of being scene and rescued herself. Her resolve was holding to the best of it's abilities. That was until one of the windows blew from the tower, forced outwards by the pressure of the heat. Suddenly the room erupted in angrier flames. Soon she was ducked behind a table, trying to fight her basic instinct to call out or flee. Alas, she did finally let out a whimper that drew someone's attention.

Outside the chaos that was the Itadori tower blaze, one Kyoka Jirou stood setting up to jack in. She had defaulted in search and rescues to being recon of sorts. No one could find people faster than her. "Alright... I'm hearing three on the top floor. One on the roof. All sound like men based on the weight of their steps and respiration rates." She explained into her ear com to the other heroes. "Deku, you're faster than anyone else we have so maybe you should head up first. Once you find them, Kirishima can help to guard them on their way out." She suggested. She was about to over and out when she heared a small whimpering for help. "Wait! One more. On the 8th floor. A single person... Sounds like a woman." She called out. "I also here cracking and structural damage in that area."

Mina had been listening. Right now, the best she could do was melt away anything that might have caught fire on the ground. With burning rubble falling all over it was a crap shoot trying to dodge everything and keep the perimeter controlled "Hot, hot HOT!" She whined as she worked. "Ya'll owe me a new vest after this." She declared as she went on.

Somewhere far at the stretched limits of the seedy part of the city, a warehouse rested. HInata stood at the door, ever the muscle. She had heard the rumblings over the radios. A tower at the boss's house. Rough luck. "Heeeeeey. A-kun!" She called back into the warehouse proper to the only person she considered a friend. "Did you just here what's happening. Someone set a torch to Ojii-sama's digs. Weird, right?! Whoever did that has some shiny brass balls, if you ask me." She nattered on. It was a slow night. All they were doing is waiting to see if anyone would come with anything that needed to be fenced.

@All time Jack

Rishi did want to be a hero, ever since the accident he wanted to be a hero. To make his parents proud, to be like the man that saved him. But now stepping onto the scene of a building covered in flames he wasn’t sure what to do. His quirk was all around paper, and everyone knows that paper and fire didn’t go well together. Up above the crowds he had saved time by travelling by roof top, leaping from building edge to rooftop, to fire escape, and so on getting higher and higher until he reached the flaming building his eyes looking around down to the ground floor before he noticed a familiar figure. Kyoka Jirou. Not someone he had spoken to before, but he had looked into the people in the agency he had been assigned to. It would dumb not to after all. He only hoped that when he first joined them it would be on a job that he would be able to make a better show for himself. But he was sure that he could at least do something even if it was just giving first aid. “Fuck it.” He told himself before he could dally any longer stepping off the rooftop to let himself fall. He didn’t fall for long his hands reaching out and grabbing the metal bars off fire escape as he spun in mid-air so that he was falling head first using his grip to slow his fall the muscles in his arms straining as he twisted improving his position so that when he let go his feet landed on top of the metal bars of the next redder kicking it to release the emergency ladder allowing him to slide down to the bottom his hands letting go a metres off the ground to allow himself to fall the rest of the way.

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And the moment he hit the ground he twisted his back backwards leading into a spinning back flip that helped to kill the impact of him hitting the ground and allowing him to land facing the same way as Jirou adrenaline running through his body. Not wasting time, he rushed over to her just in time to hear her all out about an eight woman. And judging by her words he was sure as he turned on his coms that there were other people trapped in the building. There was no better time than now to introduce himself ask he stopped next to Jirou. “I’m Rishi Shinju codename papercut, Deku probably told you about me. If he can throw me to a floor eight window, I can help get the woman out of here.” He told her his blonde hair hidden under his hood.

Arriving on the scene next was Kirishima in a modified costume for interacting with flames, less of his toned body was exposed and he had small mask over his lips to help him avoid breathing in and smoke. Unlike Rishi who took to the rooftops he parked a slender motorcycle a bit away from the scene kicking the stand down before he rushed over to them glancing at Rishi before he looked at Jirou. “We’re not the right team for this I don’t think, but it would be cowardly to stand around doing nothing. When we go up there you should request for back up. Try to get people with abilities that work better at stopping these fires.” He said before he looked at Rishi again. “If you're sure you can get in that way you have my support you seem like a manly addition to our team.”

With comms in place everyone had heard Rishi’s idea as Izuku rushed onto scene, with twenty percent full cowling he was able to get onto the scene very quickly stopping in front of Mina his finger flicking with just enough power to help put out some of the flames but not enough to cause damage to the tower. Be careful what you melt we don’t want to make this building any more unstable.” He told her before he headed over to the rest of them. When he reached them, he stopped in front of Rishi looking from him and then one of the windows on the eighth floor. “Are you certain this is a good idea?” the only reason he was considering it was because Aizawa said that their recruit was one of the mostly nimblest person people he had seen.

He was bored, guarding the warehouse usully was boring. It was a shit ton of sitting around and doing nothing most the time. Which to most wasn't really a bad thing but he was bored. He was brought in from the start because his ability to handle himself in a brawl and now he was guarding a warehouse. Really he knew he should hve been happy about that, he was trying to control himself better after all. But he couldn’t deny his nature part of him wanted nothing more then for a criminal from another faction to try and break in, or better yet a gang to try and break in. It had been far too long since he’s gotten to feel the thrill of a fight. When he heard Hinata call his name he looked over to her and let his quirk activate quickly teleporting to where she was to see what she wanted as he stood next to her before he heard her words making him pause. “Your cousin lives there Itadori, do you think she’s going to be okay?” He asked her used to the nickname that she gave him.

@Not Ded Nano