[While those piercing red eyes don't leave her face, he's hyper aware of every one of Vi's limbs and that clench of a fist doesn't go unnoticed. Nor does the way that everything, hand on the flashlight included, seems to tense. Her aggravation with him is palpable at this point, and Katsuki's inventory of fucks to give about trying to maintain even the smallest shred of peace is has dwindled to an all time low. One slender brow cocks up at that smug as fuck grin that she dares to level his way, nose wrinkling (painfully, something that just really fuels his need to antagonize even further) as his own mouth cracks open to meet her expression with his own toothy sneer.
This fucking bitch. She's REALLY going to come at him like he's the one who fucked up for trying to stop her from potentially getting fucking killed, huh? Gonna fucking clench her fist like she wants to come at him again--because that shit ended well for her the last time, didn't it? Katsuki wants her to do it. Fucking try him, because that mercy he gave the first time? Ohhhh it ain't there. Not at all. He will fucking wreck her, gladly, and he will do it in two seconds flat.
Please, give him just one good reason. He's ready for it. So ready for it that he's not even going to fucking hold back anymore for teamwork's sake.]
Occupational hazard. Says a hell of a lot about how shitty you are on the inside, tryin' to make me feel wrong for trying to stop you from potentially getting cannibalized by your zombie family. But hey- [Katsuki turns to the mouth of the cave once again, his flashlight free hand coming up to wave her off like he would a child. Or an annoying ass fly. His voice is dripping with vicious sarcasm as he prepares to take his first steps out of the cave.] -there's always next time, to try and do better, huh? No doubt that you'll do a bang up job, Red.
[And he's off. Literally, because that first step onto what he thinks is solid ground just outside of the dank dark catacombs they've been trapped in? Is nothing. However the illusion breaks for her is neither here nor there to Katsuki, his is getting broken instantly with that stomach dropping sensation that comes with falling abruptly. Does he deserve to have an 'oh shit' moment like this immediately after saying some shit like that to Vi? Absolutely. Even Katsuki would own that, but he doesn't have time to think about anything but the fact that the light of the outside literally just fucking blinked out around him and that he's falling face first into a dark pit that he's only barely able to register as smelling musty and off. The flashlight he's held in one hand during their trek towards the light at the end of the tunnel gets dropped as he reflexively puts both of his arms in front of him like he might attempt to stop the impact that way.
Just before he hits the bottom--and from what he can see thanks to the flashlight it's an odd sea of round, dull colored.... mushrooms???? The faster he drops and the closer he gets, his brain is able to register just what he is seeing before he activates his quirk.
BOOM!
The flash of light in the sudden pitch dark might blind Vi up above and behind him; it certainly doesn't do his unadjusted vision any fucking favors, but should she be able to see through it? Katsuki's used that explosion to sort of handspring himself through the fucking air, so that he lands on his feet with a hard thud. Like the world's bitchiest, worst cat. Unfortunately, the explosion he uses to save his own ass kicks up a cloud of spores all around him. His first order of business is to clamp one of his hands over his mouth as soon as he realizes it--there are so many that he can feel it flecking cooly against his skin before his eyes have totally adjusted and managed to sort the difference between his smoke and that, but the smell he'd caught earlier is a dead giveaway when he pairs it with logic. Something's gotten kicked up, and it can't mean anything fucking good.
Sure is a nice moment, having to turn completely baffled and look all the way up at the person he definitely took a really scathing dig at, isn't it? Even better than that? Realizing in horror that the chick he's basically just fantasized about murdering for the last ten minutes isn't alone up there. Again. It's hard to see from where he is, probably some 30 feet down in this hole, but it looks like an eerily tall fucking skeleton is hovering behind her--watching him (SOMEHOW he just knows in his entire being that's what those empty eye sockets are doing) with a face peering just over Vi's shoulder. But before he can do anything like point or something, since his hand is clamped over his fucking mouth to keep himself from breathing all of this mushroom this shit in, there's movement directly to his left.
Snapping his head in that direction, Katsuki is genuinely taken aback by the skull that is chomping at him--attached to another skeletal body-- right in his fucking face. Immediately, his hand comes up to release another large, loud explosion before it can get in close enough to take a bite. Unfortunately for him, he hasn't yet realized that there's not actually anything there, that this is just as fucking real as the vision of Crenshaw he'd seen just moments before.]
NEITHER IS RECORDING SOMEONE'S MISERY TO EXPLOIT THEM!!!
This fucking bitch. She's REALLY going to come at him like he's the one who fucked up for trying to stop her from potentially getting fucking killed, huh? Gonna fucking clench her fist like she wants to come at him again--because that shit ended well for her the last time, didn't it? Katsuki wants her to do it. Fucking try him, because that mercy he gave the first time? Ohhhh it ain't there. Not at all. He will fucking wreck her, gladly, and he will do it in two seconds flat.
Please, give him just one good reason. He's ready for it. So ready for it that he's not even going to fucking hold back anymore for teamwork's sake.]
Occupational hazard. Says a hell of a lot about how shitty you are on the inside, tryin' to make me feel wrong for trying to stop you from potentially getting cannibalized by your zombie family. But hey- [Katsuki turns to the mouth of the cave once again, his flashlight free hand coming up to wave her off like he would a child. Or an annoying ass fly. His voice is dripping with vicious sarcasm as he prepares to take his first steps out of the cave.] -there's always next time, to try and do better, huh? No doubt that you'll do a bang up job, Red.
[And he's off. Literally, because that first step onto what he thinks is solid ground just outside of the dank dark catacombs they've been trapped in? Is nothing. However the illusion breaks for her is neither here nor there to Katsuki, his is getting broken instantly with that stomach dropping sensation that comes with falling abruptly. Does he deserve to have an 'oh shit' moment like this immediately after saying some shit like that to Vi? Absolutely. Even Katsuki would own that, but he doesn't have time to think about anything but the fact that the light of the outside literally just fucking blinked out around him and that he's falling face first into a dark pit that he's only barely able to register as smelling musty and off. The flashlight he's held in one hand during their trek towards the light at the end of the tunnel gets dropped as he reflexively puts both of his arms in front of him like he might attempt to stop the impact that way.
Just before he hits the bottom--and from what he can see thanks to the flashlight it's an odd sea of round, dull colored.... mushrooms???? The faster he drops and the closer he gets, his brain is able to register just what he is seeing before he activates his quirk.
BOOM!
The flash of light in the sudden pitch dark might blind Vi up above and behind him; it certainly doesn't do his unadjusted vision any fucking favors, but should she be able to see through it? Katsuki's used that explosion to sort of handspring himself through the fucking air, so that he lands on his feet with a hard thud. Like the world's bitchiest, worst cat. Unfortunately, the explosion he uses to save his own ass kicks up a cloud of spores all around him. His first order of business is to clamp one of his hands over his mouth as soon as he realizes it--there are so many that he can feel it flecking cooly against his skin before his eyes have totally adjusted and managed to sort the difference between his smoke and that, but the smell he'd caught earlier is a dead giveaway when he pairs it with logic. Something's gotten kicked up, and it can't mean anything fucking good.
Sure is a nice moment, having to turn completely baffled and look all the way up at the person he definitely took a really scathing dig at, isn't it? Even better than that? Realizing in horror that the chick he's basically just fantasized about murdering for the last ten minutes isn't alone up there. Again. It's hard to see from where he is, probably some 30 feet down in this hole, but it looks like an eerily tall fucking skeleton is hovering behind her--watching him (SOMEHOW he just knows in his entire being that's what those empty eye sockets are doing) with a face peering just over Vi's shoulder. But before he can do anything like point or something, since his hand is clamped over his fucking mouth to keep himself from breathing all of this mushroom this shit in, there's movement directly to his left.
Snapping his head in that direction, Katsuki is genuinely taken aback by the skull that is chomping at him--attached to another skeletal body-- right in his fucking face. Immediately, his hand comes up to release another large, loud explosion before it can get in close enough to take a bite. Unfortunately for him, he hasn't yet realized that there's not actually anything there, that this is just as fucking real as the vision of Crenshaw he'd seen just moments before.]