Deciding Its Better To Stay Out Of It Pf - Blog Posts

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It seems like the green-haired one has an answer for every question someone could possibly ask; the confidence in his voice suggests as much. “Well, your usual random member doesn’t have any useful information. Not the kind I need, anyway.”

The answer to the next question — what is it that he’s trying to find in the ruins of Humarise? — comes right after Izuku’s first statement. “You know what they were planning to do, right? I mean, we all do,” he begins in with a sort of introductory note, only to follow it with the words the other wants to hear the most. “This can’t happen again. The formula needs to be found and protected, so nobody else can attempt such a thing,” he lies. The ease uttering these false truths comes to him with is appalling; he even works to reflect the air of concerned urgency in how his fists clench on the table, and how his gaze fills with hope.

Truth be told, it’s not all lies. Izuku truly doesn’t want this tragedy to happen again, but rather find a different use to Trigger. One that wouldn’t work on such a big scale, and that would only be aimed at his individual enemies.

His interest had piqued. As wary as he was, he needed to know where this was going. "Of course," the answer was obvious. Humarise's plan was practically known worldwide.

Rody let the answer set in. The formula...? So that's what he was after. Any Humarise member that worked closely with the formula would be the most preferable then.

...His dad would have been one of them, right? Since he worked on the bombs and all.

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Would that kind of information be on that chip from the case? He at least knew where the main base was... Some, if not most, of the humanity salvation bombs had to be manufactured there.

"I think anyone in their right mind would agree that it shouldn't happen again." He had to stop thinking so much about this. How did Rody end up as the guy to get information from? "But I really can't get involved in this sort of thing," again. He almost said the word out loud but caught himself. That word alone would have revealed too much. Talking like this was already getting him involved, and he didn't want to dive any deeper.

He eyed the stranger once more. He wasn't a hero undercover was he..? Would a hero go about getting information like this in some shady bar? There had to be better options for intel. A vigilante, maybe? It didn't matter right now. Not like Freckles would tell him if Rody asked. "I'm sure there are others that have thought like you. Maybe a group of heroes already dealt with it and have the formula secured already. Then you have nothing to worry about." The brunette reached out and took a fry, popping it into his mouth as he motioned to get up. "Maybe talk to the police or something." Rody wanted out of the conversation.