[ Of course he's a Pokemon nerd! He loves popular things and what was ever more popular than that? Plus it's been his nickname since he got his quirk! Completely ignoring the poor American's frustration, he ends up almost eating concrete as the door opens unexpectedly.
Thankfully he catches himself, even if his wrists ache at the fall. He doesn't need any more head wounds. ]
Neither does Boltund or Dedenne! [ He protests again, wiggling a foot towards them from his half-flopped position. ] Jolteon might be spiky but they're super loyal and strong!
[ That's when he finally notices that there's other people around them. ]
Hey? Help! I've been kidnapped.
[ It's almost conversational rather than a cry for help. He just wants to see if these people are in on it. ]
[All Might. That's what's more popular than Pokemon in their world. Still, it gives the two villains pause for the moment, enough for Kaminari to actually get himself a break and go tumbling out of the surprisingly-unlocked car door. Neither of the other two seem to give much concern, though that might be due to them being surprised Chargebolt actually got out.
And that the hero's still yelling at them after getting out of the car instead of running. Maybe he really is an idiot...]
Nah.
[Another voice comes behind him and depending on whether Kaminari tilts his head back and looks or twists himself around to look, the person's going to be upside down or right side up. A younger man, probably in his mid twenties. Black hair swept back in an attractive spiked style, with one blonde fringe of a bang hanging down over the right side of his face, which also sports a blonde eyebrow and golden eye, whereas the other brow is black and his opposite eye a dark brown, almost jet color. Tan skin and rather pointed ears accent the attractive face of a foreigner, youthful but still with a business-like focus despite the amused smile curving one half of his mouth. A simple white shirt buttons up to his collar bone, a pair of suspenders and dark dress pants clashing with the fact he was actually down here working with the bay crew, sleeves rolled up along some slender but athletic forearms.]
You weren't kidnapped. [He walks forward and crouches down on the balls of his feet in front of Kaminari, watching him with an interested gaze. His accent certainly proves he's not native Japanese, something Eastern European there.] You were rescued.
[Before reaching out to offer a hand to the fallen hero.]
[ Very fair. Everybody likes All Might... or at least most people.
He's not running, not (just) because of the Pokemon argument, but also Band's literal choke hold on him. Denki wouldn't get far before he passed out with that still on, and just like he decided a moment ago, he doesn't want more head injuries.
The new voice makes him tilt his head back like a doofus and look at the owner. This guy was definitely a foreigner with that accent... but his Japanese was really good. He seems to be about his own age, and definitely attractive in a way that would have been alluring if he wasn't kidnapped and already happy with a far more attractive man.
Chargebolt isn't sure who the man is - he looks like a worker here so he doesn't quite catch on. Then those words leave him even more confused. Rescued? Welcome home?
Still, he takes that hand with his cuffed own, preferring to be on his own two feet rather than almost upside down. ]
[At least most people. True, the heroes have been raked over the coals thanks to the villains and the war, but things have changed, are changing, and efforts are going to not have a repeat of the past.
All of which doesn't quite have much help for Kaminari right now. The reason none of the three kidnappers tried to stop him from getting out of the car is pretty obvious. Since he's landed right in the center of the operations. After all, it'd be stupid to take him into this place and say "it's just a normal power plant" when he knows full well who they are and what they've done to bring him here. No, if they took Chargebolt to a place, or to meet a person, he'd easily assume it's related to his kidnapping.
Either the source of the orders or the source of his delivery.
When Denki tilts his head back to look up at him upside down, the man's smile turns into something a little more boyish and a chuckle wanders out, eyes closed in amusement. That smile of his is genuine and bright, though the electric hero might notice his canines are quite a bit longer than a normal person's. Stereotypically so.
Once Chargebolt takes his hand, the man moves to help him stand up, keeping his hold on his hand. The points of longer nails, almost claw-like, rest against his skin and something seems to move inside him. His contained Quirk, reacting as if the powerful force inside him is shifting towards their clasped hand.]
Bună seara, Chargebolt.
[He sounds excited, maybe a bit relieved, voice a quicker than a moment ago. Though he catches himself, realizing the other guy doesn't speak Romanian, and smiles with a sheepish expression.]
Sorry! "Good evening," Chargebolt. Nice to meet you!
[ It's been easier after reworking the commission and having a stricter rule of the rankings, but they still have a lot to do. At least it has been going in the right direction, and heroes are winning the trust of the people again.
Definitely not helpful in this situation, though. He feels like a pizza being delivered to an excited hungry guy. The blonde in the man's hair and the gold eye reminds Denki of his own, and the way the guy acts was quite the opposite of what he had assumed the leader of this mess would be. Hell, maybe he was just the recipient?
He seems so genuinely happy that Chargebolt was here that it would be borderline cute if it wasn't for the situation.
Standing up with the man's help, he blows his lightning bolt fringe out of his face and expects the grip to disappear... but the guy keeps his hand there, holding his cuffed one. The movement under his skin makes Denki's heart quicken - what was this guy's quirk? The little details makes him think of Dracula and the accent isn't helping.
Is that quirk-bigoted? ]
Good evening? You're very polite for someone who sent people to kidnap me. I didn't need rescuing from anything?
[Some people still think the rankings should go away altogether, as it promotes unhealthy competition between the heroes, but then others argue the world has a billion sports competitions, the Olympics being the obvious one, and those haven't been trashed. So there's still a lot of work to do, but at least the trust is beginning to rise once more.
The gold is certainly similar to Denki's own, though it's hard to tell which is the true color, if there's dye, or if it's instead completely natural. The "roots" of where that golden fringe hits the rest of his hair is gold, with some "splash" of gold up into the rest of the black around the area. If it's a dye job, he's certainly put work into it. If not... weird ass genes. Then again, Mina's got pink hair and horns, so... go figure. As for his eyes... either natural or contacts? Who knows. They seem natural enough.
His golden brow arches when Kaminari blows the lightning fridge out of his face-] Ah! [-and points at him, momentary shocked expression turning into another grin and laugh.] You still do that! [Before hooking his lower jaw and lip so he can "phoo" and blow at the bang hanging over his own face. It's... not as effective, but obvious an imitation attempt.] Haha!
[He gives Kaminari's hand another squeeze before letting go and catching the cuffs in the center. Small threads of electricity momentarily drag off the hero's skin, trailing after the now-glowing claws on the ends of the guy's fingers like electric arcs. Then are gone as he holds the middle of the metal cuffs. There's a few seconds of rummaging around in his pockets before he produces a key.] Got it!
[And puts the end of the key near the cuffs, causing a reaction (likely electric) before the cuffs sag and yawn open around his wrists. Kaminari might be able to see a faint mark on the topside of both wrists, almost like a tattoo of a ring target, but that fades away as the cuffs draw off his skin.]
Oh that's right. You don't know... [There's a hum, as if he's trying to deliberate on something.] Mah, later. [And pulls the cuffs off entirely before tossing them to the American.] Sankyu!, Synthetic, Band, Condom King!
[The American catches the cuffs out of the air with an easy swipe of his hand, the three kidnappers having by now emerged from the car and stood beside it.] No problem, Kyūketsuki-san.
[A few of the bay workers glance at each other. Their boss just... uncuffed a war hero... But no one says anything as the kidnappers and the man exchange post-delivery compliments. Denki's certainly going to feel that muffled sensation of his Quirk fade away, allowing it to go rushing back to full bear inside him.]
[ 'Popularity' seems to have taken a hit in the polls and might be phased out from rankings eventually, leaving actual work the main way to count how well heroes are doing. The comparison of sports and other competitions is pretty valid, even if few athletes go out risking their lives to help saving people. Being known is the reward for risking your life every day.
Even if he's new to the job, Chargebolt already has some devoted fans.
...and he's starting to realize that this guy is at least some form of a fan, if him blowing the hair out of his eyes makes him react like this. Sure, he does that a lot, even has a picture of himself mid fringe-flow that apparently make the fans swoon for some reason.
When the man lets go of his hand, Denki did not expect him to return to his cuffs with a key. The way those claws glow feels slightly familiar, but he can't put his brain in order long enough. Instead he tries to focus on what the man is saying. He doesn't know what?
Then the cuffs click open and all those volts come rushing back like a creeping charge through his veins. It sends small streaks of electricity around him like a minor discharge, tensing his muscles tight for a moment before it lets go again, stabilizing inside. If he has half a whey-face, he can't really be blamed.
He could go for a nap again, honestly.
The whirling of his electric-fueled brain did catch those names, though, and he's not surprised about the weird condom pervert's. Seriously?
Then it was this guy, who apparently was the one that wanted him bad enough to order villain hero delivery. Kyūketsuki. ]
Ow.
[ He's lucky he's not a teenager any more and can handle his power much better. Not perfectly, but he's accepted that as part of his hero charm. ]
[Even with the actual work being the main count, some people (villains included) are still going to gripe about turning heroics into a numbers game. How many people did you save? How many villains did you bag? How fast did you clean up this disaster. Leading to showboating and jealousy and perceived negligence or overexertion. But that's human nature so... sort of a catch 22 there. And then again, some villains are just dicks who won't be happy with anything.
So long as Chargebolt keeps well in his heart that his number one fan is waiting for him at home. Well, not now. Now, said No 1 fan is blasting around the city, yelling into the comm links, and generally alternating between professional but frustrated (most of the time) and unprofessional rage mode (occasional).
Look, no one is going to deny that Chargebolt's fringe flick is even more captivating and charming than Can't Stop Twinkling's head-canted wink (likely because Aoyama's can veer right on the cusp of "too much" for some). Even if Dynamight ends up rolling his eyes and walking off to the next area whenever his boyfriend starts posing for the stupid camera. Idiot.
Kyūketsuki doesn't seem at all worried about the appearance of those electrical discharges zipping in small lines around the now-freed hero. Some of them even end up pulling towards the guy's body when the get nearest to him, but it's easily dismissed as a flux. He tucks the key back in his pocket, leaving the cuffs open for Synthetic to use again if necessary. Seems that it's a one-and-done deal. Once the kidnappers put the cuffs on, it's only Kyūketsuki who can take them off.
The guy looks back at Denki when he utters that "ow" comment.] Are you okay? [And only then seems to notice the bandage around his head.] Synthetic! What did I s-
Already told you about that, Kyūketsuki, remember?
[He's brought up short by the casual reminder, and thinks back again before, blinking in realization.] Oh. You did. [A frown appears and he turns his attention back to Kaminari.] I'm sorry they had to knock you out... Come on. Let me help you. We can get the injury looked at, and I'm sure you're hungry.
The electric blonde is well-aware that his biggest fan is back home, or more likely out looking for him. He does not envy anyone that has to work with his boyfriend right now, he must be pissed. Professional, sure, but probably as rage-y as his old teen self.
Dynamight is a genius. He'll figure this out and come for him, probably call him an idiot for getting kidnapped - or not, he knows the feeling - and take him home. Their home, not this... place.
Fringe flick, finger-guns, lip bite. All classics. Chargebolt is a dork and that seems to really endear people to him. He loves the photos, the autographs and the excited people, usually taking in the crowd after a mission so people like Dynamight and less social heroes can sneak off.
Is that why this guy is weirdly nice to him? Because he likes Chargebolt? Or is it some kind of trick?
Denki's head is throbbing again after the rush of his quirk returning, and the concern from this Kyūketsuki would feel almost sarcastic if it wasn't for the reactions. He's not being insulted or goaded, but instead 'protected'. ]
...okay.
[ He could strike everyone down right now with a discharge, but he's already on the verge of stupid and can't risk that... plus Band's band is still around his throat. Now with his hands free, he can try to tug at it while still 'following orders'.
Man, when was the last time he ate? Breakfast this morning (yesterday)? ]
[Always. Definitely plenty of throwbacks to his teenage self. Snarling at Sero, yelling at Kirishima, barking at Best Jeanist, probably getting into a fight with Midoriya or Todoroki while they try to calm him down and assuage his anger and not-worried worry. The continued radio silence is driving him up the damn wall.
He is a genius and he's working through this as best he can, locating one potential lead after another. But right now, all he can really do is continue to turn over stones, looking for the one that will provide some sort of clue to get them moving. It's even more disconcerting that the people who kidnapped his boyfriend weren't some half-ass low-rank kidnappers. They knew what they were doing. That makes it even harder.
Ugh, that damn lip bite. Bakugou's come close to telling Kaminari not to fucking do that because he's seen his boyfriend bite his lip way too many times while getting railed and it's sort of got a pavlovian response now. Fucking sex face, even if he's doing it with a smile and a wink for the camera. It just goes straight into a darkened room, golden hair thrown about on the pillow, flushed face and open mouth as his boyfriend's chest hikes up with another thrust driving home into hi- ... Anyways. Baggy pants are a benefit in cases. Though he'll occasionally lurk nearby, skulking on the sides to wait for his damn boyfriend to get off the fucking showboating and return to him.
When Kaminari agrees to the assistance, Kyūketsuki looks over to the three kidnappers.] Always do a good job. Serin.
[A brief snap of his fingers and one of the men nearby steps over to his side, gives a slight nod and bow, then heads to the trio.] This way. We'll take the B entrance.
[Seems they're not a one-time worker though, since Synthetic nods in response and the trio walk after the man. A few other workers make to start pushing the kidnapper's car further into the loading bay, where a few new people in dark olive suits arrive, looking very much like an auto-mechanic or pit stop crew.]
Oh, please, let me get that for you. [Noticing the hand at his throat, and the rubber band still there, Kyūketsuki turns to Kaminari and, leaning right into his personal space, abruptly slides an ornate butterfly knife from outta nowhere (his pocket) between the hero's skin and the rubber. Careful to do it towards the back side of his neck, deliberately away from his jugular and throat. It slices through the tube-like wrap easily and with a floppy twang the piece falls away into his other hand.] There. That should help.
[He flicks the knife shut in his hand and slips it back into his pocket.] Most people are nice to their friends. [He frowns slightly in thought.] Or they should be... [Disappointed at something, the man shakes his head.] I'm sorry for all the trouble.
[ If anything, at least he has friends that understand his snapping and yelling, and just take it in stride while trying to help. Deku finally arrived from the US, so there was probably some stressed fighting and the green boy trying to de-escalate it. That loud nothing was putting dread into everyone's stomach the longer things dragged out. If Kirishima punches a wall after another dead end or Ashido is doing her best not to get tears on the phone as she goes through Chargebolt fan sites, nobody can blame them. That's their Pikachu, their bright doofus with dumb jokes and dumber ideas, but also the most empathic and understanding.
Sero has been dead quiet for hours. As Kaminari's main partner in the Lurkers, he feels so guilty for letting him go alone. Even if he couldn't do anything at all in the power station accident, he could have been there. Outside. Watching the fucking perimeter.
The lip bite may be creating some Pavlovian reaction, and you just know the damn tease does it on purpose sometimes. He doesn't mind being dragged into some alley afterwards to make out and then piggyboom home for after-mission fun.
Right now, though, Denki is very much the opposite of wanting to cause any teasing. This Kyūketsuki guy was fucking creepy and the 'niceness' was making his skin crawl. It didn't make any sense at all, and the feeling when Band had treated him like a pet returns in full force.
He watches the car being pushed away like it was a race car getting a tuneup by a team, and grits his teeth slightly. He can't fly out of here, so seeing the possible escape vehicle get away is frustrating. Maybe the leader guy had more cars.
Then Chargebolt freezes as a knife if flicked up at him. His hair stands up a bit on edge from collected static, but he calms as he feels the knife carefully slice the rubber tube from his neck. He was free and he had his quirk back. Now he just needed an escape plan. ]
Thanks. It was getting uncomfortable.
[ Be nice. Follow along for now, and find a ride. Discharge enough to stun this whole place, and drive off.
He's a bit confused about the 'friend' comment and the 'should be', but who knows with villains. He could have plans or be delusional. Denki might be treated like a guest all of the sudden, but 'I'm sorry' doesn't excuse the damn abduction. ]
It was really unnecessary. What do you wan from me?
[More and more of the class are arriving and pitching in. Probably the first time Hawks actually had to try and keep up with Tokoyami for once, though the guy's currently struggling to keep Dark Shadow reined in at times. The calmest ones of the bunch are still Todoroki and Koda, with Koda staging a grand search with birds that are covering the entire city. His Quirk's certainly expanded in power. Top surveillance, though not as great as Search used to be. Bakugou's certainly had his share of fights and yells while Deku has to act to calm him or keep it from blowing up further with each new dead end. The continued disappointment escalates this towards a professional team, which are starting to be investigated.
Bakugou's still furious at the team that went with Kaminari for not putting up parameters around the entire building, though he's probably not allowed to talk to the cops for the same reason. Upbraiding people isn't going to help right now; they're aware of their mistakes and feel like shit for it.
Bastard's stupid lip bite on purpose... Denki should know that's a risky gamble, since Katsuki isn't the most patient of people and he's got no problem with turning that alleyway makeout into a shove-against-the-wall fuck rather than wait to get back home.
It's more telling that this place is probably 'in' on the entire thing if a group of kidnappers can arrive and get their car tuned up in the garage bay. Some wheeled stations are brought out to start taking measurements of the car, from temperature to gas quality and other such readouts, further suggesting the vehicle is mostly devoid of electronics. A stealth car.]
I'm sure it was. Rubber isn't all that comfortable. [Kyūketsuki leads him out of the loading dock and into the building. A hallway of grey stretches in front of them, the walls themselves made of long fabric-covered pads to help cut down on the noise that echoes in the loading bay. Not a long hallway, and some of the pads have pictures sitting on them. Rivers, nature, health tips, safety rules, advertisements for the power plant...
Mizudenki, a leading chain of powerplants that specialize in hydroelectric energy supplies. Utilizing the natural flow of rivers and solar energy to generate electricity with a high focus on conserving and protecting natural resources. There are rumors that 80% of the company's buildings, resources, and supply chain are all recyclable and/or renewable. The company had stubbornly continued to use archaic waterwheels for its production, but twenty years ago had been saved from bankruptcy and destruction by financial intervention. Instead of destroying the old time efforts, the new owners had transformed the company and its powerplants into the green-heavy functions they are today, challenging other power plants inland to echo their success.]
Perhaps it was. But I don't think you would have come on a pure invite. [Kyūketsuki glances over to Kaminari.] I told you already: I brought you here to rescue you.
[The hallway parts past them and opens up into a one-sided glass-walled hallway going left and right. Through the glass walls, the main operations of the hydroelectric powerplant sprawl out in a massive display of sparkling metal machinery and glass containers. Water and lightning seem to live together within the gigantic room, vertical and horizontal waterwheels of all shapes and sizes resting together as if in a huge clock. Small streams paddle little wheels, thick waterfall sections power towering wheels, electricity glows through coils, and countless waterproof computers and monitors sprinkle throughout the entire region. Even through the foot-thick glass wall, the noise manages to get through in a quiet muffled roar. It might take some very good eyes to spot the workers and auditors keeping watch over the area.]
[ The war heroes of UA are a tight-knit team and everyone's doing their part. The fact that it doesn't help is wearing everyone down.
...and aside from the class, the Kaminaris and the Bakugous are also asking for updates over and over. Mitsuki is raging in a way only a worried parent can, because damn it, her brat's boyfriend makes him happy even if he's an idiot sometimes. Denki's parents... well, they're not doing good. Especially with the media twisting it to worry about him being dead rather than 'just' kidnapped.
(He's always gonna be a tease, Bakugou. Getting railed in an alley is a risk the electric blonde is willing to take.)
At the hydroelectric plant, Chargebolt is still rather stunned by everything. This place was amazing and he'd be so into it if it wasn't for the circumstances. Mizudenki. Renewable structures. Earth-friendly, conserving, super green. It's so cool, and when he stops by the glass to look at machinery display inside, it's beautiful.
Electric production was always gonna be a special interest when you're one as well. ]
I think you're wrong about that. I would have loved to see this place by own choice. It's fantastic.
[ Maybe he shouldn't be praising his kidnapper's business, but some honesty could be good. It gives him more of an excuse to look for exits and possible escape paths, too. ]
Kyūketsuki-san, I really don't understand what you think I needed rescuing from. I was doing just fine, I'm getting really good at what I do and I have a lot of people to support me.
[ People who are looking for him. ]
Giving me a concussion and interrupting a disaster rescue sounds kind of the opposite from saving me.
[Katsuki's raging at his mom to stop interrupting the damn search! No one's gonna find things faster if she's yelling at them to find shit faster! Though he won't yell at the Kaminaris for their own worry; that's their son out there right now, and there's no word on whether he's alive and well or not. Of course they'd be worried! And It's been almost a day and a half now, going on later. Longer than Katsuki had been kidnapped without information...
They're trying to prevent the media from getting away with twisting this to "death" rather than "kidnapped"; they don't need that kind of shit blasted over the airwaves when there's no facts to even support it! Who'd kidnap someone just to kill them? If death had been wanted, they would've knocked Chargebolt's head off in the fucking powerplant!
(That's gonna be a risk so long as he keeps teasing Bakugou. Good thing neither of them have a "hero car" right now because it'd be a sex-mobile soon enough.)
Kyūketsuki walks up beside Chargebolt and looks down at the machinery below them. He seems to take everything in at a sweeping glance, but knows what to look for. Scanning from this side to that, noting this wheel's working order versus that one. Readouts can come later, reports and communications as necessary, but sometimes it's nice to see it all in person. There are even fences and streams in place to do their best at keeping wildlife out of the powerplant's wheels and waterworks.]
It is fantastic. It took a lot of work to pull it back from the brink it was on. Almost destroyed simply because it focused on older technology that was safer and better for the world around it...
[There's some quiet on the other side of the conversation, listening to Chargebolt talk and say his mind.]
Sometimes, what people want isn't what they need. Children don't want to take medicine from their parents. Adults don't want to listen to advice because it goes against their current life. If I had invited you to come here because of the impending disaster, you would've elected instead to focus on others, concerned about the struggles ahead.
[ 'Thank you for joining the Hero News Network, I am Tanaka Hanabi. The investigation of the attack at Shizuoka Power Station on Pro Hero Chargebolt continues. No demands have been made after nearly 48 hours and his body has yet to be found. Heroes from all over Japan has gathered to search for the young hero, with no known success. Our thoughts and prayers go to his family and friends for their possible loss, the first hero casualty since the UA wars.'
Eraserhead might be limping to HNN to tear someone a new asshole.
(Sex-mobile honestly sounds like such a Kaminari thing that it's probably why he doesn't have one. The PR team would cry. As is, alley trysts may be less of a nightmare than that.)
When Kyūketsuki walks up next to him, Denki watches the man from the corner of his eye. It would be easy, to slam down a few million volts right here... maybe create a loop to shock the 'boss' until he gives up and tells him where to find a car.
What he says makes the electric blonde pause, though. This place had been rescued from neglect and turned into something like this? It's some dedicated work.
...fuck, he needs to stop being impressed by his captor.
The rest of the 'explanation' doesn't make much sense. He turns to fully face the man, frowning a bit as he tries to put things together about what he means. ]
I'm neither a child nor someone who doesn't know what's best for them, Kyūketsuki-san. You're not making any sense.
[ What disaster? ]
Without electricity? I guess I would try to help people as much as I can. Is that... is that your plan, here? Taking out the power?
[ All to make his power plant the only source for all of Japan? Yeah, that sounds plenty villain-y for Chargebolt to get a grip around. Maybe that's why he was taken, too. So he couldn't help with charging emergency generators and stuff. ]
[Tanaka Hanabi is getting murdered. Strangled. Pulverized. Melted. And whatever Eraserhead plans to do to him. Don't go from "possible loss" to immediately "first hero casualty" in the same damn sentence! What the fuck is this news?! Some villain propaganda demoralizing hijack?! FUCK YOU, HNW!!
(It wouldn't even start out as a sex-mobile. It would quickly turn into one, with all of Kaminari's eclectic tastes and bachelor-pad-style designs. Bakugou can control it in their apartment, with a semi-iron fist, but the car... It's kind of hard to deal with the upholstery when you're getting drilled into the fucking seat. PR doesn't know about alley trysts. They keep it that way.)
If the man has any concerns or fears about being abruptly electrocuted and fried by the hero he's kidnapped, he doesn't show any of them. Content to watch the waterworks below and the bands of electricity it creates. He surprisingly seems content right now, as if Kaminari standing beside him is what he's comfortable with.
Yes. When this place was rescued from neglect, some of the waterwheels were still made of wood. Elsewhere in the powerplant, those old remnants have been put on display in the small museum that discuses Mizudenki's history, to honor the work this place had been doing since the beginning. Even if it had fallen out of favor and was almost scrapped before being salvaged.]
Blesk. [Kyūketsuki turns his head to offer Denki a small smile.] That's my first name. [Far less Japanese than his last one, obviously. Might be an indication of that accent carried in his voice.] I only meant it as an example; it's obvious you're not a child.
[He waits for the answer and then nods as he faces the works once more.]
Of course not. But that was one of All for One's plans. To create a monopoly over everything. He was stopped and his ambitions were halted, but he's not the only one who's capable of picking up the pieces. There are plenty in the wings, like vultures waiting their turn.
[Blesk's dual-hued eyes narrow at the window.]
And there are three chains who are planning on reviving that plan. Each one determined to be the only source of that power.
[ Tanaka is definitely getting fired or something once Aizawa has chewed off her ear. It's been a long time since something this juicy has happened and the news are eating it up like starved vultures. Pictures of Dynamight in the field searching for clues is also plastered everywhere, with headlines from the gooey 'broken-hearted lover' to wild mentions that he's not doing enough.
(Animal pattern upholstery, blankets, wipes, tinted windows, back seat permanently leaned back into a bed-like space... it just needs some beaded curtains and funky music. Yeah, fucking in an alley is better for everyone.)
It is rather strange that the guy seems so at ease next to him after giving him back his quirk. Denki is no master strategist, but Kyūketsuki must be powerful; he doubts the guy is underestimating him when his specialty is electricity. Chargebolt pumps out millions and millions of volts that will stun and knock out opponents, but there's a reason he's not racking up a body count. Sure, depending on the circumstance, as low as 50 volts could kill a person if they're unlucky - but it is the current is what's lethal rather than the voltage. If this villain could negate his volts, then it was pretty useless.
'Blesk' was a strange name that Denki can't really pronounce even in his head. Belesuku? Bresuku? No, better not piss him off. Kyūketsuki-san it is.
...then things turn even more serious when that name is mentioned. Fuck, things still went back to AFO, didn't it? He left a power vacuum that villains have been trying to fill ever since. Vultures, like the guy says.
It's weird, the way he speaks, though. Like it's distanced from his own plans? ]
I know I'm known to be stupid, dude, but you're being very vague.
[If it bleeds, it reads. Bastards. Bakugou has better things to do than go after some fucked up reporter looking for a good steak to slap down in front of people. Didn't they just get through reassuring the public they can put their trust and hope in heroes?! Don't instantly lose it the second one of them gets kidnapped or knocked down, dammit! Then again, the news is fucking negative all the time anyways. No one wants to hear positive news. It's not as gripping.
So far he hasn't seen the "broken-hearted lover" headlines, and it's probably safer for the news network that Dynamight doesn't see them. Because THEN he'll actually act on his annoyance. And the "not doing enough" ... well, that's just cruel. A representative of Jeanist's agency might be making a trip to whoever put that shit out there.
(Getting flashbacks to Austin Powers and his Shagmobile. "Does this make you randy, baby?" Disco ball in the top, lava lamp to the side, leopard skin blankets for sure. Purple pillows. Garish. Yeah, best to go alley fucking.)
Buresuku would probably be the result. Doubtful the guy would actually mind, if he's been this courteous to Kaminari as it is, minus the whole kidnapping thing. He remains focused on the waterworks below him for a few more seconds before turning to head down the hall to the right.
Yeah, so many things continue to come back to All for One. The man had previously held the underworld together, and focused all the Heroes on his machinations. And then, he did it again, culminating in that last war that would have put him as the ruler of Japan and the world outside within his grasp. It's not surprising there are many leftovers of that kind of plan. Power void indeed.]
There are three groups [one hand with three fingers held up] behind three power company chains [second hand with three fingers held up] that plan to follow All for One's machinations and become the sole power suppliers of Japan.
[ Sometimes you wonder if the press has a heart at all. Tearful losses sell a lot better than silence and no updates. The only good part might be showing heroes as human beings with loved ones to lose, but that's not exactly great, either. Let's not start a hero SO kidnapping spree.
Oh, yeah. Genius Office is very much sending a C&D on the slander.
At the power plant, Denki hesitates for a moment as Kyūketsuki starts walking towards a hallway. The man really didn't seem worried that he'd try and book it out of here rather than follow, which was ballsy and insulting at the same time. He probably knows that throwing that name around means that Chargebolt can't exactly run off until he hears all of this plan - and so he begrudgingly catches up with his captor like a good little pet.
(A good hero.)
Three groups, three companies. All planning to become sole power suppliers of Japan. Yeah, he got that far without trouble. It's the 'disaster' mentioned that worries him, as well as his own involvement in all of this. ]
So you're planning on making Mizudenki one of these? The output of this place is probably massive but it would be impossible to make up for the thousands of other plants...
[ He glances at the man, eyes narrowing a bit. ]
...I'm not strong enough to make up the difference either, if that's what you think.
[A lot of times, the answer is "fuck no" - the media is truly a heartless animal often and doesn't care at all what the results of their reporting is. If there's confusion, that simply means they get to report more, emotional responses get further reports, and so on. News breeds news. Bakugou's gonna be glad to here his mentor's agency is going to go after he slander.
Considering Chargebolt isn't a complete idiot, it should be obvious the hero is inside someone else's "territory", if you will. With the brief showing at the loading bay, it appears at least everyone around there was either aware of the kidnapping or wasn't in a position to say anything against it. Besides, the three villains were still around somewhere, and there was no telling what else Kyūketsuki could summon, as he seemed pretty much "the boss" in this entire thing.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone, checking on a few updates until Chargebolt rejoins him. The further down the hall they go, the more hallways branch off on the opposite side of the glass wall suggesting offices or stairways or other elements of the powerplant and its operations.]
Of course not. Mizudenki doesn't have anywhere near the number of powerplants to supply the nation. I believe it will be a mixture of threats and hostile takeovers, one company intending to absorb as much of the others as possible.
[He closes his phone's conversation and puts it back in his pocket.]
Do you know what it takes to become to sole source of power? A vacuum, where there is no power, and people who are desperate to regain it at whatever cost. That's what I believe any of these three companies will be willing to do. A complete electrical blackout of the nation, until someone breaks through the victor.
What else could that result in, but disaster? I couldn't leave you out there to face that kind of danger... Not when people would come after you.
[ It's being 'in the belly of the beast' that keeps Denki from actually rushing out rather than just trying to find his possible exits and plans. The fact that nobody reacted in a 'good' way when he fell out of the car is a clear indicator that he can't just rush to a random worker and request help and a phone.
It's disheartening, and he follows the damn guy with a sigh. Not even enough of a threat to him that he's checking his phone?
As he joins up with Kyūketsuki again, hearing the fact that he's not planning to be a part of this power void takeover is seriously confusing, a confusion that lasts until the question about disasters and the other things come to a point.
If he's telling the truth, Kyūketsuki really thinks he's protecting him. ]
Kyūketsuki-san. I'm a hero, facing dangers is what I do. I need to be there for people, I need to help stop this blackout from happening. I have several heroes, friends, to guard my back.
[ 'I don't need you' would be dangerous to say if the kidnapper was some faux savior. ]
[It's probably the same reason why Blesk isn't bothering to keep Denki chained or depowered. The further they go into the powerplant, the harder and harder it will be to get out. Even now, the hallway behind him, one side all off-white walls with other halls and doors facing the massive hydro-electrical wheels, would be hard to run through. Can he even remember which door the loading bay was behind? And can he find it before he gets caught by the trio who brought him in earlier?
Oy, Kyuketsuki is still running a business here; he has to monitor things and make sure the operations are moving in order. It's not that he doesn't think Chargebolt is a threat. It's that he figured the hero needed some quiet time to get his head wrapped around things.
Apparently he wasn't lying about wanting to keep Denki safe. Without power, people will turn to other sources. Those with Electrical Quirks... Kyuketsuki frowns at the mention of heroes, of facing danger, protecting.]
I'm guessing you mean that blonde guy. The loud, angry one that treats you like shit. [He stops by an elevator and sweeps his card along the pad, waiting a second before the door opens with a 'ding' and reveals a gray fabric-lined room. Kyuketsuki steps in and leans his back against the wall, arms crossed more like a petulant teenager than a full grown adult.] What are you going to do? Walk out of here and charge Japan's top three power corporations with suspected sabotage and hostile takeovers?
No one will believe you. And those plans will keep moving forward. Once this nation falls into darkness... you, your family, anyone else with Electric Quirks, fuel Quirks, you think you'll be safe out there in the dark? Hunted by the very people you're supposed to protect? [He looks at Chargebolt, golden eye almost seeming to glow behind the dangling gilded fringe.] You'll be turned into a resources, Kaminari. Drained dry until you're all used up.
[ He doesn't like how this is going at all, and wonders how much he's messed up already for this to go so wrong. The fact that the guy really seems to want to protect him, to keep him safe from being used as a battery, makes it difficult to plan a fight with him. No matter the fucked-up methods he used, he just seems to think he's doing something good... or fucking with his head.
The underestimating of heroes spikes a bit of anger, though, and the jab at his boyfriend? Sparks start to fly all around the electric hero. ]
Dynamight does not treat me like shit! He's the best thing that ever happened to me. [ Denki snaps through clenched teeth, giving Kyuketsuki a glare. ] I'm not going to the press and yelling it out! You underestimate how many underground heroes we have that can get out all the information they need. They will believe me, and we will stop it.
[ His gold eyes light with the volts behind them, giving them a slight glow. Being without his electricity for half a day - in his knowledge - really souped him up when he tapping into it. It feels like a thunderstorm, eagerly pumping through his veins. He can't use it in this elevator thing, but once they step outside? ]
Your help is misguided, Kyuketsuki-san. What about all these people with generating powers that are not trained as heroes? That is who you should be protecting. The innocents I swore to protect and have bled for.
[ 'I can't let that happen to you'. Kaminari sighs. ]
[The elevator dings and then drops with a hum, smoothly riding down the shaft as easily as a stone dropped into water. Kyuketsuki rests his hands behind him as he leans his shoulders to the wall, eyes lingering on Chargebolt and occasionally drifting to the wall. At least the fabric-covered surface doesn't offer the weird reflections some fancy elevators have.
He doesn't seem to mind the surge of power beside him, attention drawing to the sparks. The look in his eyes is akin to a child seeing fireworks or lightning, a quiet awe and fascination obvious in his two-toned gaze.]
Sometimes that's hard to believe. [His words are less of a challenge and more a thoughtful reminder. Yelling at Denki or abandoning him to the press, always looking surly and not happy to be there unless he's boasting over his success, not a word of teamwork unless it's to boost his own leadership...] Oh, I'm aware of underground heroes. I'm also aware that some of those heroes can be bought.
[The ugly truths of hero corruption, even if exposed, doesn't mean expunged. With a soft "bong" noise, the elevator comes to a stop and opens up to a far more "business-like" area of the power plant. People work on computers and machines, offices with presentations going, readouts on long strips of "paper" that form a mobius strip for reusing the sheets, complete with bleaching and drying. A series of elevated, barred catwalks serve as hallways above the busy floor and Kyuketsuki leads Chargebolt onto them.
Provided he follows. The man turns to face him, silently watching in a quiet but obvious admiration.]
I'm leaving that up to the heroes. What I can do now is prepare for the oncoming struggle... and protect my own.
[As for that last statement, his eyes linger on Denki's own.]
[ Sometimes that's hard to believe. Hard to believe what? That Katsuki makes him happy? That waking up with him is the best part of the day, no matter how misaligned their morning/evening sleep schedule is? The explosive blond might not show it to all the 'extras', but he's really kind and caring, just in his own way.
He doesn't like the press, so he leaves it for Denki who loves showboating. Dynamight's teamwork is impeccable, you don't need to be nice to make that work... and the man yelling at him makes his dick happy to the point of him provoking his boyfriend on the regular.
He's probably out there right now, looking for him and being more and more worried and angry as time passes. Kyuketsuki is making himself an enemy. ]
We've weeded through a lot of the corrupted heroes. I'm not saying there are none, but it's pretty damn easy to know who to trust. If you don't trust heroes, that's fine, but I do. We can stop this!
[ Chargebolt snaps back, walking out on the catwalk after the man. The people working below takes a bit of the heat from his anger as he's once again quite impressed with the way the place is ran. Reusing the paper?
...Denki, concentrate. ]
I am not yours!
[ That admiration, that lingering gaze? Fuck. ]
I'm leaving to warn my people. Try to stop me, and I'm shocking you.
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Thankfully he catches himself, even if his wrists ache at the fall. He doesn't need any more head wounds. ]
Neither does Boltund or Dedenne! [ He protests again, wiggling a foot towards them from his half-flopped position. ] Jolteon might be spiky but they're super loyal and strong!
[ That's when he finally notices that there's other people around them. ]
Hey? Help! I've been kidnapped.
[ It's almost conversational rather than a cry for help. He just wants to see if these people are in on it. ]
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in their world. Still, it gives the two villains pause for the moment, enough for Kaminari to actually get himself a break and go tumbling out of the surprisingly-unlocked car door. Neither of the other two seem to give much concern, though that might be due to them being surprised Chargebolt actually got out.And that the hero's still yelling at them after getting out of the car instead of running. Maybe he really is an idiot...]
Nah.
[Another voice comes behind him and depending on whether Kaminari tilts his head back and looks or twists himself around to look, the person's going to be upside down or right side up. A younger man, probably in his mid twenties. Black hair swept back in an attractive spiked style, with one blonde fringe of a bang hanging down over the right side of his face, which also sports a blonde eyebrow and golden eye, whereas the other brow is black and his opposite eye a dark brown, almost jet color. Tan skin and rather pointed ears accent the attractive face of a foreigner, youthful but still with a business-like focus despite the amused smile curving one half of his mouth. A simple white shirt buttons up to his collar bone, a pair of suspenders and dark dress pants clashing with the fact he was actually down here working with the bay crew, sleeves rolled up along some slender but athletic forearms.]
You weren't kidnapped. [He walks forward and crouches down on the balls of his feet in front of Kaminari, watching him with an interested gaze. His accent certainly proves he's not native Japanese, something Eastern European there.] You were rescued.
[Before reaching out to offer a hand to the fallen hero.]
Welcome home, Jolteon.
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He's not running, not (just) because of the Pokemon argument, but also Band's literal choke hold on him. Denki wouldn't get far before he passed out with that still on, and just like he decided a moment ago, he doesn't want more head injuries.
The new voice makes him tilt his head back like a doofus and look at the owner. This guy was definitely a foreigner with that accent... but his Japanese was really good. He seems to be about his own age, and definitely attractive in a way that would have been alluring if he wasn't kidnapped and already happy with a far more attractive man.
Chargebolt isn't sure who the man is - he looks like a worker here so he doesn't quite catch on. Then those words leave him even more confused. Rescued? Welcome home?
Still, he takes that hand with his cuffed own, preferring to be on his own two feet rather than almost upside down. ]
Hello?
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All of which doesn't quite have much help for Kaminari right now. The reason none of the three kidnappers tried to stop him from getting out of the car is pretty obvious. Since he's landed right in the center of the operations. After all, it'd be stupid to take him into this place and say "it's just a normal power plant" when he knows full well who they are and what they've done to bring him here. No, if they took Chargebolt to a place, or to meet a person, he'd easily assume it's related to his kidnapping.
Either the source of the orders or the source of his delivery.
When Denki tilts his head back to look up at him upside down, the man's smile turns into something a little more boyish and a chuckle wanders out, eyes closed in amusement. That smile of his is genuine and bright, though the electric hero might notice his canines are quite a bit longer than a normal person's. Stereotypically so.
Once Chargebolt takes his hand, the man moves to help him stand up, keeping his hold on his hand. The points of longer nails, almost claw-like, rest against his skin and something seems to move inside him. His contained Quirk, reacting as if the powerful force inside him is shifting towards their clasped hand.]
Bună seara, Chargebolt.
[He sounds excited, maybe a bit relieved, voice a quicker than a moment ago. Though he catches himself, realizing the other guy doesn't speak Romanian, and smiles with a sheepish expression.]
Sorry! "Good evening," Chargebolt. Nice to meet you!
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Definitely not helpful in this situation, though. He feels like a pizza being delivered to an excited hungry guy. The blonde in the man's hair and the gold eye reminds Denki of his own, and the way the guy acts was quite the opposite of what he had assumed the leader of this mess would be. Hell, maybe he was just the recipient?
He seems so genuinely happy that Chargebolt was here that it would be borderline cute if it wasn't for the situation.
Standing up with the man's help, he blows his lightning bolt fringe out of his face and expects the grip to disappear... but the guy keeps his hand there, holding his cuffed one. The movement under his skin makes Denki's heart quicken - what was this guy's quirk? The little details makes him think of Dracula and the accent isn't helping.
Is that quirk-bigoted? ]
Good evening? You're very polite for someone who sent people to kidnap me. I didn't need rescuing from anything?
[ He needs a rescue now, though. ]
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The gold is certainly similar to Denki's own, though it's hard to tell which is the true color, if there's dye, or if it's instead completely natural. The "roots" of where that golden fringe hits the rest of his hair is gold, with some "splash" of gold up into the rest of the black around the area. If it's a dye job, he's certainly put work into it. If not... weird ass genes. Then again, Mina's got pink hair and horns, so... go figure. As for his eyes... either natural or contacts? Who knows. They seem natural enough.
His golden brow arches when Kaminari blows the lightning fridge out of his face-] Ah! [-and points at him, momentary shocked expression turning into another grin and laugh.] You still do that! [Before hooking his lower jaw and lip so he can "phoo" and blow at the bang hanging over his own face. It's... not as effective, but obvious an imitation attempt.] Haha!
[He gives Kaminari's hand another squeeze before letting go and catching the cuffs in the center. Small threads of electricity momentarily drag off the hero's skin, trailing after the now-glowing claws on the ends of the guy's fingers like electric arcs. Then are gone as he holds the middle of the metal cuffs. There's a few seconds of rummaging around in his pockets before he produces a key.] Got it!
[And puts the end of the key near the cuffs, causing a reaction (likely electric) before the cuffs sag and yawn open around his wrists. Kaminari might be able to see a faint mark on the topside of both wrists, almost like a tattoo of a ring target, but that fades away as the cuffs draw off his skin.]
Oh that's right. You don't know... [There's a hum, as if he's trying to deliberate on something.] Mah, later. [And pulls the cuffs off entirely before tossing them to the American.] Sankyu!, Synthetic, Band, Condom King!
[The American catches the cuffs out of the air with an easy swipe of his hand, the three kidnappers having by now emerged from the car and stood beside it.] No problem, Kyūketsuki-san.
[A few of the bay workers glance at each other. Their boss just... uncuffed a war hero... But no one says anything as the kidnappers and the man exchange post-delivery compliments. Denki's certainly going to feel that muffled sensation of his Quirk fade away, allowing it to go rushing back to full bear inside him.]
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Even if he's new to the job, Chargebolt already has some devoted fans.
...and he's starting to realize that this guy is at least some form of a fan, if him blowing the hair out of his eyes makes him react like this. Sure, he does that a lot, even has a picture of himself mid fringe-flow that apparently make the fans swoon for some reason.
When the man lets go of his hand, Denki did not expect him to return to his cuffs with a key. The way those claws glow feels slightly familiar, but he can't put his brain in order long enough. Instead he tries to focus on what the man is saying. He doesn't know what?
Then the cuffs click open and all those volts come rushing back like a creeping charge through his veins. It sends small streaks of electricity around him like a minor discharge, tensing his muscles tight for a moment before it lets go again, stabilizing inside. If he has half a whey-face, he can't really be blamed.
He could go for a nap again, honestly.
The whirling of his electric-fueled brain did catch those names, though, and he's not surprised about the weird condom pervert's. Seriously?
Then it was this guy, who apparently was the one that wanted him bad enough to order villain hero delivery. Kyūketsuki. ]
Ow.
[ He's lucky he's not a teenager any more and can handle his power much better. Not perfectly, but he's accepted that as part of his hero charm. ]
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So long as Chargebolt keeps well in his heart that his number one fan is waiting for him at home. Well, not now. Now, said No 1 fan is blasting around the city, yelling into the comm links, and generally alternating between professional but frustrated (most of the time) and unprofessional rage mode (occasional).
Look, no one is going to deny that Chargebolt's fringe flick is even more captivating and charming than Can't Stop Twinkling's head-canted wink (likely because Aoyama's can veer right on the cusp of "too much" for some). Even if Dynamight ends up rolling his eyes and walking off to the next area whenever his boyfriend starts posing for the stupid camera. Idiot.
Kyūketsuki doesn't seem at all worried about the appearance of those electrical discharges zipping in small lines around the now-freed hero. Some of them even end up pulling towards the guy's body when the get nearest to him, but it's easily dismissed as a flux. He tucks the key back in his pocket, leaving the cuffs open for Synthetic to use again if necessary. Seems that it's a one-and-done deal. Once the kidnappers put the cuffs on, it's only Kyūketsuki who can take them off.
The guy looks back at Denki when he utters that "ow" comment.] Are you okay? [And only then seems to notice the bandage around his head.] Synthetic! What did I s-
Already told you about that, Kyūketsuki, remember?
[He's brought up short by the casual reminder, and thinks back again before, blinking in realization.] Oh. You did. [A frown appears and he turns his attention back to Kaminari.] I'm sorry they had to knock you out... Come on. Let me help you. We can get the injury looked at, and I'm sure you're hungry.
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The electric blonde is well-aware that his biggest fan is back home, or more likely out looking for him. He does not envy anyone that has to work with his boyfriend right now, he must be pissed. Professional, sure, but probably as rage-y as his old teen self.
Dynamight is a genius. He'll figure this out and come for him, probably call him an idiot for getting kidnapped - or not, he knows the feeling - and take him home. Their home, not this... place.
Fringe flick, finger-guns, lip bite. All classics. Chargebolt is a dork and that seems to really endear people to him. He loves the photos, the autographs and the excited people, usually taking in the crowd after a mission so people like Dynamight and less social heroes can sneak off.
Is that why this guy is weirdly nice to him? Because he likes Chargebolt? Or is it some kind of trick?
Denki's head is throbbing again after the rush of his quirk returning, and the concern from this Kyūketsuki would feel almost sarcastic if it wasn't for the reactions. He's not being insulted or goaded, but instead 'protected'. ]
...okay.
[ He could strike everyone down right now with a discharge, but he's already on the verge of stupid and can't risk that... plus Band's band is still around his throat. Now with his hands free, he can try to tug at it while still 'following orders'.
Man, when was the last time he ate? Breakfast this morning (yesterday)? ]
You're surprisingly nice.
[ Which is probably a trick, but still. ]
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He is a genius and he's working through this as best he can, locating one potential lead after another. But right now, all he can really do is continue to turn over stones, looking for the one that will provide some sort of clue to get them moving. It's even more disconcerting that the people who kidnapped his boyfriend weren't some half-ass low-rank kidnappers. They knew what they were doing. That makes it even harder.
Ugh, that damn lip bite. Bakugou's come close to telling Kaminari not to fucking do that because he's seen his boyfriend bite his lip way too many times while getting railed and it's sort of got a pavlovian response now. Fucking sex face, even if he's doing it with a smile and a wink for the camera. It just goes straight into a darkened room, golden hair thrown about on the pillow, flushed face and open mouth as his boyfriend's chest hikes up with another thrust driving home into hi- ... Anyways. Baggy pants are a benefit in cases. Though he'll occasionally lurk nearby, skulking on the sides to wait for his damn boyfriend to get off the fucking showboating and return to him.
When Kaminari agrees to the assistance, Kyūketsuki looks over to the three kidnappers.] Always do a good job. Serin.
[A brief snap of his fingers and one of the men nearby steps over to his side, gives a slight nod and bow, then heads to the trio.] This way. We'll take the B entrance.
[Seems they're not a one-time worker though, since Synthetic nods in response and the trio walk after the man. A few other workers make to start pushing the kidnapper's car further into the loading bay, where a few new people in dark olive suits arrive, looking very much like an auto-mechanic or pit stop crew.]
Oh, please, let me get that for you. [Noticing the hand at his throat, and the rubber band still there, Kyūketsuki turns to Kaminari and, leaning right into his personal space, abruptly slides an ornate butterfly knife from outta nowhere (his pocket) between the hero's skin and the rubber. Careful to do it towards the back side of his neck, deliberately away from his jugular and throat. It slices through the tube-like wrap easily and with a floppy twang the piece falls away into his other hand.] There. That should help.
[He flicks the knife shut in his hand and slips it back into his pocket.] Most people are nice to their friends. [He frowns slightly in thought.] Or they should be... [Disappointed at something, the man shakes his head.] I'm sorry for all the trouble.
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Sero has been dead quiet for hours. As Kaminari's main partner in the Lurkers, he feels so guilty for letting him go alone. Even if he couldn't do anything at all in the power station accident, he could have been there. Outside. Watching the fucking perimeter.
The lip bite may be creating some Pavlovian reaction, and you just know the damn tease does it on purpose sometimes. He doesn't mind being dragged into some alley afterwards to make out and then piggyboom home for after-mission fun.
Right now, though, Denki is very much the opposite of wanting to cause any teasing. This Kyūketsuki guy was fucking creepy and the 'niceness' was making his skin crawl. It didn't make any sense at all, and the feeling when Band had treated him like a pet returns in full force.
He watches the car being pushed away like it was a race car getting a tuneup by a team, and grits his teeth slightly. He can't fly out of here, so seeing the possible escape vehicle get away is frustrating. Maybe the leader guy had more cars.
Then Chargebolt freezes as a knife if flicked up at him. His hair stands up a bit on edge from collected static, but he calms as he feels the knife carefully slice the rubber tube from his neck. He was free and he had his quirk back. Now he just needed an escape plan. ]
Thanks. It was getting uncomfortable.
[ Be nice. Follow along for now, and find a ride. Discharge enough to stun this whole place, and drive off.
He's a bit confused about the 'friend' comment and the 'should be', but who knows with villains. He could have plans or be delusional. Denki might be treated like a guest all of the sudden, but 'I'm sorry' doesn't excuse the damn abduction. ]
It was really unnecessary. What do you wan from me?
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Bakugou's still furious at the team that went with Kaminari for not putting up parameters around the entire building, though he's probably not allowed to talk to the cops for the same reason. Upbraiding people isn't going to help right now; they're aware of their mistakes and feel like shit for it.
Bastard's stupid lip bite on purpose... Denki should know that's a risky gamble, since Katsuki isn't the most patient of people and he's got no problem with turning that alleyway makeout into a shove-against-the-wall fuck rather than wait to get back home.
It's more telling that this place is probably 'in' on the entire thing if a group of kidnappers can arrive and get their car tuned up in the garage bay. Some wheeled stations are brought out to start taking measurements of the car, from temperature to gas quality and other such readouts, further suggesting the vehicle is mostly devoid of electronics. A stealth car.]
I'm sure it was. Rubber isn't all that comfortable. [Kyūketsuki leads him out of the loading dock and into the building. A hallway of grey stretches in front of them, the walls themselves made of long fabric-covered pads to help cut down on the noise that echoes in the loading bay. Not a long hallway, and some of the pads have pictures sitting on them. Rivers, nature, health tips, safety rules, advertisements for the power plant...
Mizudenki, a leading chain of powerplants that specialize in hydroelectric energy supplies. Utilizing the natural flow of rivers and solar energy to generate electricity with a high focus on conserving and protecting natural resources. There are rumors that 80% of the company's buildings, resources, and supply chain are all recyclable and/or renewable. The company had stubbornly continued to use archaic waterwheels for its production, but twenty years ago had been saved from bankruptcy and destruction by financial intervention. Instead of destroying the old time efforts, the new owners had transformed the company and its powerplants into the green-heavy functions they are today, challenging other power plants inland to echo their success.]
Perhaps it was. But I don't think you would have come on a pure invite. [Kyūketsuki glances over to Kaminari.] I told you already: I brought you here to rescue you.
[The hallway parts past them and opens up into a one-sided glass-walled hallway going left and right. Through the glass walls, the main operations of the hydroelectric powerplant sprawl out in a massive display of sparkling metal machinery and glass containers. Water and lightning seem to live together within the gigantic room, vertical and horizontal waterwheels of all shapes and sizes resting together as if in a huge clock. Small streams paddle little wheels, thick waterfall sections power towering wheels, electricity glows through coils, and countless waterproof computers and monitors sprinkle throughout the entire region. Even through the foot-thick glass wall, the noise manages to get through in a quiet muffled roar. It might take some very good eyes to spot the workers and auditors keeping watch over the area.]
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...and aside from the class, the Kaminaris and the Bakugous are also asking for updates over and over. Mitsuki is raging in a way only a worried parent can, because damn it, her brat's boyfriend makes him happy even if he's an idiot sometimes. Denki's parents... well, they're not doing good. Especially with the media twisting it to worry about him being dead rather than 'just' kidnapped.
(He's always gonna be a tease, Bakugou. Getting railed in an alley is a risk the electric blonde is willing to take.)
At the hydroelectric plant, Chargebolt is still rather stunned by everything. This place was amazing and he'd be so into it if it wasn't for the circumstances. Mizudenki. Renewable structures. Earth-friendly, conserving, super green. It's so cool, and when he stops by the glass to look at machinery display inside, it's beautiful.
Electric production was always gonna be a special interest when you're one as well. ]
I think you're wrong about that. I would have loved to see this place by own choice. It's fantastic.
[ Maybe he shouldn't be praising his kidnapper's business, but some honesty could be good. It gives him more of an excuse to look for exits and possible escape paths, too. ]
Kyūketsuki-san, I really don't understand what you think I needed rescuing from. I was doing just fine, I'm getting really good at what I do and I have a lot of people to support me.
[ People who are looking for him. ]
Giving me a concussion and interrupting a disaster rescue sounds kind of the opposite from saving me.
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They're trying to prevent the media from getting away with twisting this to "death" rather than "kidnapped"; they don't need that kind of shit blasted over the airwaves when there's no facts to even support it! Who'd kidnap someone just to kill them? If death had been wanted, they would've knocked Chargebolt's head off in the fucking powerplant!
(That's gonna be a risk so long as he keeps teasing Bakugou. Good thing neither of them have a "hero car" right now because it'd be a sex-mobile soon enough.)
Kyūketsuki walks up beside Chargebolt and looks down at the machinery below them. He seems to take everything in at a sweeping glance, but knows what to look for. Scanning from this side to that, noting this wheel's working order versus that one. Readouts can come later, reports and communications as necessary, but sometimes it's nice to see it all in person. There are even fences and streams in place to do their best at keeping wildlife out of the powerplant's wheels and waterworks.]
It is fantastic. It took a lot of work to pull it back from the brink it was on. Almost destroyed simply because it focused on older technology that was safer and better for the world around it...
[There's some quiet on the other side of the conversation, listening to Chargebolt talk and say his mind.]
Sometimes, what people want isn't what they need. Children don't want to take medicine from their parents. Adults don't want to listen to advice because it goes against their current life. If I had invited you to come here because of the impending disaster, you would've elected instead to focus on others, concerned about the struggles ahead.
... what would you do, in a world without power?
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Eraserhead might be limping to HNN to tear someone a new asshole.
(Sex-mobile honestly sounds like such a Kaminari thing that it's probably why he doesn't have one. The PR team would cry. As is, alley trysts may be less of a nightmare than that.)
When Kyūketsuki walks up next to him, Denki watches the man from the corner of his eye. It would be easy, to slam down a few million volts right here... maybe create a loop to shock the 'boss' until he gives up and tells him where to find a car.
What he says makes the electric blonde pause, though. This place had been rescued from neglect and turned into something like this? It's some dedicated work.
...fuck, he needs to stop being impressed by his captor.
The rest of the 'explanation' doesn't make much sense. He turns to fully face the man, frowning a bit as he tries to put things together about what he means. ]
I'm neither a child nor someone who doesn't know what's best for them, Kyūketsuki-san. You're not making any sense.
[ What disaster? ]
Without electricity? I guess I would try to help people as much as I can. Is that... is that your plan, here? Taking out the power?
[ All to make his power plant the only source for all of Japan? Yeah, that sounds plenty villain-y for Chargebolt to get a grip around. Maybe that's why he was taken, too. So he couldn't help with charging emergency generators and stuff. ]
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(It wouldn't even start out as a sex-mobile. It would quickly turn into one, with all of Kaminari's eclectic tastes and bachelor-pad-style designs. Bakugou can control it in their apartment, with a semi-iron fist, but the car... It's kind of hard to deal with the upholstery when you're getting drilled into the fucking seat. PR doesn't know about alley trysts. They keep it that way.)
If the man has any concerns or fears about being abruptly electrocuted and fried by the hero he's kidnapped, he doesn't show any of them. Content to watch the waterworks below and the bands of electricity it creates. He surprisingly seems content right now, as if Kaminari standing beside him is what he's comfortable with.
Yes. When this place was rescued from neglect, some of the waterwheels were still made of wood. Elsewhere in the powerplant, those old remnants have been put on display in the small museum that discuses Mizudenki's history, to honor the work this place had been doing since the beginning. Even if it had fallen out of favor and was almost scrapped before being salvaged.]
Blesk. [Kyūketsuki turns his head to offer Denki a small smile.] That's my first name. [Far less Japanese than his last one, obviously. Might be an indication of that accent carried in his voice.] I only meant it as an example; it's obvious you're not a child.
[He waits for the answer and then nods as he faces the works once more.]
Of course not. But that was one of All for One's plans. To create a monopoly over everything. He was stopped and his ambitions were halted, but he's not the only one who's capable of picking up the pieces. There are plenty in the wings, like vultures waiting their turn.
[Blesk's dual-hued eyes narrow at the window.]
And there are three chains who are planning on reviving that plan. Each one determined to be the only source of that power.
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(Animal pattern upholstery, blankets, wipes, tinted windows, back seat permanently leaned back into a bed-like space... it just needs some beaded curtains and funky music. Yeah, fucking in an alley is better for everyone.)
It is rather strange that the guy seems so at ease next to him after giving him back his quirk. Denki is no master strategist, but Kyūketsuki must be powerful; he doubts the guy is underestimating him when his specialty is electricity. Chargebolt pumps out millions and millions of volts that will stun and knock out opponents, but there's a reason he's not racking up a body count. Sure, depending on the circumstance, as low as 50 volts could kill a person if they're unlucky - but it is the current is what's lethal rather than the voltage. If this villain could negate his volts, then it was pretty useless.
'Blesk' was a strange name that Denki can't really pronounce even in his head. Belesuku? Bresuku? No, better not piss him off. Kyūketsuki-san it is.
...then things turn even more serious when that name is mentioned. Fuck, things still went back to AFO, didn't it? He left a power vacuum that villains have been trying to fill ever since. Vultures, like the guy says.
It's weird, the way he speaks, though. Like it's distanced from his own plans? ]
I know I'm known to be stupid, dude, but you're being very vague.
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So far he hasn't seen the "broken-hearted lover" headlines, and it's probably safer for the news network that Dynamight doesn't see them. Because THEN he'll actually act on his annoyance. And the "not doing enough" ... well, that's just cruel. A representative of Jeanist's agency might be making a trip to whoever put that shit out there.
(Getting flashbacks to Austin Powers and his Shagmobile. "Does this make you randy, baby?" Disco ball in the top, lava lamp to the side, leopard skin blankets for sure. Purple pillows. Garish. Yeah, best to go alley fucking.)
Buresuku would probably be the result. Doubtful the guy would actually mind, if he's been this courteous to Kaminari as it is, minus the whole kidnapping thing. He remains focused on the waterworks below him for a few more seconds before turning to head down the hall to the right.
Yeah, so many things continue to come back to All for One. The man had previously held the underworld together, and focused all the Heroes on his machinations. And then, he did it again, culminating in that last war that would have put him as the ruler of Japan and the world outside within his grasp. It's not surprising there are many leftovers of that kind of plan. Power void indeed.]
There are three groups [one hand with three fingers held up] behind three power company chains [second hand with three fingers held up] that plan to follow All for One's machinations and become the sole power suppliers of Japan.
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Oh, yeah. Genius Office is very much sending a C&D on the slander.
At the power plant, Denki hesitates for a moment as Kyūketsuki starts walking towards a hallway. The man really didn't seem worried that he'd try and book it out of here rather than follow, which was ballsy and insulting at the same time. He probably knows that throwing that name around means that Chargebolt can't exactly run off until he hears all of this plan - and so he begrudgingly catches up with his captor like a good little pet.
(A good hero.)
Three groups, three companies. All planning to become sole power suppliers of Japan. Yeah, he got that far without trouble. It's the 'disaster' mentioned that worries him, as well as his own involvement in all of this. ]
So you're planning on making Mizudenki one of these? The output of this place is probably massive but it would be impossible to make up for the thousands of other plants...
[ He glances at the man, eyes narrowing a bit. ]
...I'm not strong enough to make up the difference either, if that's what you think.
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Considering Chargebolt isn't a complete idiot, it should be obvious the hero is inside someone else's "territory", if you will. With the brief showing at the loading bay, it appears at least everyone around there was either aware of the kidnapping or wasn't in a position to say anything against it. Besides, the three villains were still around somewhere, and there was no telling what else Kyūketsuki could summon, as he seemed pretty much "the boss" in this entire thing.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone, checking on a few updates until Chargebolt rejoins him. The further down the hall they go, the more hallways branch off on the opposite side of the glass wall suggesting offices or stairways or other elements of the powerplant and its operations.]
Of course not. Mizudenki doesn't have anywhere near the number of powerplants to supply the nation. I believe it will be a mixture of threats and hostile takeovers, one company intending to absorb as much of the others as possible.
[He closes his phone's conversation and puts it back in his pocket.]
Do you know what it takes to become to sole source of power? A vacuum, where there is no power, and people who are desperate to regain it at whatever cost. That's what I believe any of these three companies will be willing to do. A complete electrical blackout of the nation, until someone breaks through the victor.
What else could that result in, but disaster? I couldn't leave you out there to face that kind of danger... Not when people would come after you.
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It's disheartening, and he follows the damn guy with a sigh. Not even enough of a threat to him that he's checking his phone?
As he joins up with Kyūketsuki again, hearing the fact that he's not planning to be a part of this power void takeover is seriously confusing, a confusion that lasts until the question about disasters and the other things come to a point.
If he's telling the truth, Kyūketsuki really thinks he's protecting him. ]
Kyūketsuki-san. I'm a hero, facing dangers is what I do. I need to be there for people, I need to help stop this blackout from happening. I have several heroes, friends, to guard my back.
[ 'I don't need you' would be dangerous to say if the kidnapper was some faux savior. ]
You didn't need to do this.
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Oy, Kyuketsuki is still running a business here; he has to monitor things and make sure the operations are moving in order. It's not that he doesn't think Chargebolt is a threat. It's that he figured the hero needed some quiet time to get his head wrapped around things.
Apparently he wasn't lying about wanting to keep Denki safe. Without power, people will turn to other sources. Those with Electrical Quirks... Kyuketsuki frowns at the mention of heroes, of facing danger, protecting.]
I'm guessing you mean that blonde guy. The loud, angry one that treats you like shit. [He stops by an elevator and sweeps his card along the pad, waiting a second before the door opens with a 'ding' and reveals a gray fabric-lined room. Kyuketsuki steps in and leans his back against the wall, arms crossed more like a petulant teenager than a full grown adult.] What are you going to do? Walk out of here and charge Japan's top three power corporations with suspected sabotage and hostile takeovers?
No one will believe you. And those plans will keep moving forward. Once this nation falls into darkness... you, your family, anyone else with Electric Quirks, fuel Quirks, you think you'll be safe out there in the dark? Hunted by the very people you're supposed to protect? [He looks at Chargebolt, golden eye almost seeming to glow behind the dangling gilded fringe.] You'll be turned into a resources, Kaminari. Drained dry until you're all used up.
I... I can't let that happen to you.
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The underestimating of heroes spikes a bit of anger, though, and the jab at his boyfriend? Sparks start to fly all around the electric hero. ]
Dynamight does not treat me like shit! He's the best thing that ever happened to me. [ Denki snaps through clenched teeth, giving Kyuketsuki a glare. ] I'm not going to the press and yelling it out! You underestimate how many underground heroes we have that can get out all the information they need. They will believe me, and we will stop it.
[ His gold eyes light with the volts behind them, giving them a slight glow. Being without his electricity for half a day - in his knowledge - really souped him up when he tapping into it. It feels like a thunderstorm, eagerly pumping through his veins. He can't use it in this elevator thing, but once they step outside? ]
Your help is misguided, Kyuketsuki-san. What about all these people with generating powers that are not trained as heroes? That is who you should be protecting. The innocents I swore to protect and have bled for.
[ 'I can't let that happen to you'. Kaminari sighs. ]
I'm not yours to make such decisions for.
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He doesn't seem to mind the surge of power beside him, attention drawing to the sparks. The look in his eyes is akin to a child seeing fireworks or lightning, a quiet awe and fascination obvious in his two-toned gaze.]
Sometimes that's hard to believe. [His words are less of a challenge and more a thoughtful reminder. Yelling at Denki or abandoning him to the press, always looking surly and not happy to be there unless he's boasting over his success, not a word of teamwork unless it's to boost his own leadership...] Oh, I'm aware of underground heroes. I'm also aware that some of those heroes can be bought.
[The ugly truths of hero corruption, even if exposed, doesn't mean expunged. With a soft "bong" noise, the elevator comes to a stop and opens up to a far more "business-like" area of the power plant. People work on computers and machines, offices with presentations going, readouts on long strips of "paper" that form a mobius strip for reusing the sheets, complete with bleaching and drying. A series of elevated, barred catwalks serve as hallways above the busy floor and Kyuketsuki leads Chargebolt onto them.
Provided he follows. The man turns to face him, silently watching in a quiet but obvious admiration.]
I'm leaving that up to the heroes. What I can do now is prepare for the oncoming struggle... and protect my own.
[As for that last statement, his eyes linger on Denki's own.]
... you are now.
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He doesn't like the press, so he leaves it for Denki who loves showboating. Dynamight's teamwork is impeccable, you don't need to be nice to make that work... and the man yelling at him makes his dick happy to the point of him provoking his boyfriend on the regular.
He's probably out there right now, looking for him and being more and more worried and angry as time passes. Kyuketsuki is making himself an enemy. ]
We've weeded through a lot of the corrupted heroes. I'm not saying there are none, but it's pretty damn easy to know who to trust. If you don't trust heroes, that's fine, but I do. We can stop this!
[ Chargebolt snaps back, walking out on the catwalk after the man. The people working below takes a bit of the heat from his anger as he's once again quite impressed with the way the place is ran. Reusing the paper?
...Denki, concentrate. ]
I am not yours!
[ That admiration, that lingering gaze? Fuck. ]
I'm leaving to warn my people. Try to stop me, and I'm shocking you.
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Don't you national ass me, Helen Zass.
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