[dabi heads into the forest without looking back. once the door closes behind him, he shoves off the ground, blue flames igniting from his feet and quickly crawling up his body to send him aloft. unlike his father and shouto, flying is dangerous for him, due to the output of flames eventually reaching his threshold for overusing them, resulting in his body cooking itself alive. so he opts to fly in "spurts" launching himself with stronger bursts and then letting himself soar from momentum alone, with the double advantage of the wind cooling him off as he goes. somewhat resembles a certain u.a. student's method, but whatever. gets him where he wants to go safely.
it'll be almost twenty minutes before he returns. the tub's on the second floor, and it looks like it has seen some use. not water use, but fire? a heavy-duty item made from some kind of solid material he's not entirely sure what it is. stone most likely, but the exact type is lost on him. a drain hole in the bottom has been plugged up with something rubber.
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it'll be almost twenty minutes before he returns. the tub's on the second floor, and it looks like it has seen some use. not water use, but fire? a heavy-duty item made from some kind of solid material he's not entirely sure what it is. stone most likely, but the exact type is lost on him. a drain hole in the bottom has been plugged up with something rubber.
dabi sets a plastic bag down on the counter.]
So where're ya fucked up?