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[Open] 🚬 September Flames

Who: Dabi & others
What: September Catch-All
When: September
Where: Various

Content Warnings: Potential mentions of domestic/child abuse, potential mentions of murder, violence, adult language/subjects

Notes: General and specific starters and event prompts are found below. Contact under cut.

If you want to hit me up for ideas on prompts or plots, feel free to comment on Dabi's CR meme post or his Event plotting post, hit me up on my contacts – Plurk (

StarSeed69) / Discord (StarSeed#3572) – shoot me a PM, or drop an ooc comment down below, and we’ll hash it out. I'm down to write a unique starter for our threads if you prefer.

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[Well he certainly saw that. Hell, he felt it. Kinda. His own powers are energy based and heat doesn't harm him at all, so he feels it as a brush of warmth whereas someone else might have felt they were a bit to close to hot metal. And if the heat didn't alert him, that blast through the wall shaking the structure and the ground beneath his feet sure would.

He jumps and lets out an involuntary yelp and immediately looks up to see… nothing since the creature was blasted away. Then he looks over to where the blue light of flame came from. He squints into the darkness, struggling to see and he definitely did not hear what Dabi said.]

Hello!? Who- or what the hell was that??

[He says it loudly since he can't hear himself, his sense of appropriate volume is skewed. Sometimes he's louder than necessary, and sometimes he's speaking too softly to try and compensate when he realizes he's going too loud. And right now, this isn't the best for not attracting more danger.]

[dabi has no disillusions that his attack would go unnoticed. calling out to the other person would've simply alerted the creature and either triggered a flight or fight startled reaction, with no telling what it'd do in response. best to simply kill it and then deal with the idiot prey afterwards. seeing it crash through the building wall amid smoke and debris satisfies him.

a brow arches at the question. the hell's he yelling about so loudly? he's gonna attract more. dabi stalks out of the shadows towards lance, eyes lidded in the same bored, tired expression that still carries the usual threatening glare between his half-charred lids. but at least it brings him into the light, hands resting in his pockets by default.]

Urusei. You're noisy. [does he wanna attract more attention, the kind that wants to eat him? dabi pulls a hand out and gestures for lance to follow him, gathering that something's off with the guy, but not able to pinpoint exactly what right now.] Let's go, before more show up.

[He's squinting and about to just use his powers to create his own light source and send it in that direction to see better. But then Dabi saunters out of the shadows and he blinks a few times. The guys is speaking a moment later, theres no way he'd miss that mouth of his moving.

He tries so hard to read his lips, but he's not very good at it.]

UHHH, did you just say you're horny and wanna suit up??

[Still saying it very loud…]

[probably doesn't help that one lip is fair skinned and the other's purple burn scars... but dabi's not aware of that aspect just yet. he narrows his eyes at the other man squinting at him. what the hell is with this guy? does he need glasses or-

oh.

dabi's expression goes flat, though a sarcastically amused "heh" puffs from his mouth. so that's what happened.]

You're deaf. [and points to his own ear with a crooked and poking finger a few times to indicate it.] Lame.

[no wonder he didn't hear the creature and reacted so to the fire. dabi puts his finger to his lip, trying to tell lance to shut the fuck up, then gestures for him to follow. mostly to make him stop shouting.]

[He's still squinting, trying to figure out what Dabit has said, but he does think he sees the word 'Lame', which has him scoffing. He doesn't know what about him Dabi is calling Lame, but he is the total opposite of it in every way!

But then he realizes Dabi is pointing at his ear a second later and the offended look turns to puzzling out the pieces. Wait, is he saying that being deaf is lame? He figured out he's deaf… huh. Well, it's probably not that hard.]

Thanks man! It sucks! [He yells, not really picking up on the shushing gesture. And just not caring. He's always been a loud person, since he was a kid he's had people shushing him and he's just grown totally numb to it on instinct. Then he cautiously goes to follow.] WHERE ARE WE GOING?

[hope you know how to read lips, lance, cause dabi's not offering much in the way of slowing down his talk or exaggerating his mouth movements to help. and he's calling you "lame" for being a deaf burden he now has to deal with. so much for assisting.

when you're planning on working with someone to survive, finding out they've got a sense missing is a 1/5 blow. and it's way more important than not having taste or smell, so there's that to consider as well. a handicap dabi has to take into consideration. so yeah, lame. almost got lance's head bitten off by a monster a few moments ago too. case in point.

before promptly turning around and slamming his hand over lance's mouth. fingertips clawed just slightly against the other man's cheeks to show it's a lot more aggressive and threatening than just clapping a hand to shush him. dabi's eyes narrow, looking right into lance's own.]

Be. Quiet. [this time, he does slow his mouth down, pronouncing the words so lance can read his lips better. with his other hand, he indicates the flaming hole he just knocked a monster through for him.] You'll. Get. Us. Killed.

[before drawing his finger across his throat to emphasize it.]

[He does not know how to read lips. He tries but he is very bad at it. Just a few days ago he thought someone was telling him they wanted to buy his dick. They were not, in fact, saying anything close to that.

When Dabi spins around to place his hand over his mouth, Lance's eyes widen a bit and he instinctively leans away a second later. But not before he sees what Dabi is saying. That was close enough and slow enough for him to definitely gather the 'Be. Quiet.' The rest he doesn't see as well, but he gets the gist when Dabi points to the hole.

A blink, then in a hushed voice that is a more normal volume but definitely not actually whispering:] Dude, am I yelling?

[that's why he's mouthing things very slowly and very deliberately. using small words to give him the best chance of being able to understand him. (why anyone would want to buy dick in this even-worse-hellhole would be beyond him; unless lance was standing around looking like a whore and someone was that desperate for carnal company...)

he tightens his fingers the moment he feels lance trying to lean away, preventing him from doing so without wrenching his jaws out of the villain's grip. at least his words seem to get through this time and he relaxes his grip before letting go of the other man's mouth. eyes flatten in mild exasperation at the question, but he nods. lance should be able to get a feel for how loud he's being through the vibration of his own voice in his mouth.

should be.]

Follow me. [and makes a "come here" gesture to get the point across visually before heading out into the street again.]

[Lance's default has always been Loud. Anything that gets attention, when growing up with a bunch of siblings and cousins and so on. Big family, lots of voices and very little attention and focus to go around. He had to consciously learn how to listen to his own volume when he started taking on tasks that required discretion and he never had to focus on subtle things like vibrations.

To his credit, he has tried to pitch his voice lower since going deaf, he knows that there's a difference in how it feels when he really focuses on it. But he then goes to the polar opposite extreme and nobody can hear him, and not being heard is on his list of things he hates. So he gave up trying to figure it out. In this instance, though… he sees the value in being quieter and practically unheard.]

Oh… okay. [He over-corrects and the words come out barely audible. His stomach roils and he follows Dabi's lead, moving his head this way and that to get as much of a visual take as he can on the area around them and possible threats.]

[they don't have the time for dabi to give him practice on how to keep his voice down. wouldn't be much trouble. just a few minutes of telling him high or lower with hand signs to indicate to lance when his vocal volume was good. but right now, they're heading away from the burning building and the hopefully-dead creature inside. it's the "hopefully" part that has dabi wanting to get away from the area before they're proven wrong. keeping quiet should prevent other things from hearing them.

and coming after them. they seem to be in the middle of a residential area. what once used to be one. houses pressed tightly together with little strips of yard between them. but all of them in pretty shabby states over the years of dwindling in trench's corrupted lands. dabi indicates with a pointed arm a larger building located up on a hill above the current town.]

That's where we're goin.

[it's where the cultists are, but hey, they can catch a few days rest with the fanatics and then either leave or use them as meat shields when a monster attacks.]

[Lance wouldn't reject any lessons if Dabi wants to give him some later. For now, he does understand the importance of being cautious and quiet in this place even if it's not his strong suit. He supposes that he'll have to trust Dabi's ears and puts his energy into using his own sharp eyes to look at at many prime and hard to see attack positions as he can.

Then he looks up at the indicated building and over at Dabi to see if he's saying anything. Man he is so bad at reading lips, but he got the goin part at the end and that's all he needs to understand. He frowns and crosses his arms, his head tilting to one side as he tries to figure out how to respond.]

Uh… why? [That's the best he's got, and the question comes out at a normal volume by some miracle. He doesn't know what's up there, what is in that building.]

[instinct say they should keep out of the open and go skulk through the narrow rows between houses, duck across the streets only when it's made clear they're in the safety of the unnoticed. but considering that creature creeping down from the wall over lance's head, dabi has no intention of putting more than the ground beneath his feet as avenues for monsters to reach him from. they can see around them while walking the street and that's likely the most important advantage right now.

wow, kudos for the guy keeping his voice down. dabi glances at him, if only to notice lance peering over. right, trying to read lips. he turns his head so the other man can get a better view of his mouth.]

People.

[says it slow, a bit exaggerated, to try and convey the answer. while he doesn't like the cultists at all, they're at least capable of providing some resources for the travelers. and effective shields if a creature opts to attack. not that he's going to mention either of those right now since trying to make lance understand is a laborious effort.]

[It takes him a second to work out what Dabi is mouthing to him, even with the exaggeration. But he does and gives him a grin and a thumbs up.]

Let me know if you see more monsters coming our way. If I can see 'em, I can blast 'em.

[He demonstrates by doing some finger guns and laser sounds at random targets around them. As if that proves to anyone that he's not useless. And he's not! But he's not making a great case right now.]

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