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gradientsir​:

      “And I woundn’t mind that! I can use some company, well actual GOOD company from time to time. All that I ask if you ever plan to ‘hijack’ my house, give me a heads up. Sometimes I can be a very busy man…”

     “Yeah, I would imagine you’ll have your hands full. With villains now roaming the streets, a lot of folk are getting hurt. And there’s not a lot with healing quirks, so the ones who do will already have their hands full,” he said with a small frown. Not for the people getting hurt, but his friend getting busy and having her hands full.

     “There were a good handful of hero deaths already, and there’ll probably be more. I killed a few heroes myself. But they’re dust so, don’t really got a body to put a flower on…”

     “How I feel about it? I LOATHE it. Master is planning to perfect my body and take it over himself to use as he pleases. His old body is getting frail, he needed a new one. So he perfected me, used me, and now he’s gonna take my body,” the man growled and clenched his teeth for a moment. “It’s really annoying. He doesn’t even ask, he just takes…”

“Yeahhh I’ll give a warnin’ so’s I don’t get like. Attacked or nothin’, heh.” There was that sheepish little grin but it faded quickly.

“Mm nothin’ I can’t handle, I’mean, unless some’a yer boys get a terrible idea t’harm us medical folk. If that’s th’case I can’t really do nothin- hippocratic oath an’ all.” Frith shrugged. “My retail job’s a diff’rent story, m’sure you can imagine how it goes if somebody gets too rowdy.” She snorted then, at the dust comment. “Some folk set up lil’ memorials- there’s a lotta empty graves wit’decked-out headstones.” Seems the woman had some experience in that sort of thing.

But, then she went near silent at Shigs’ explanation of his Master’s plan. Only for a moment, though. 

“Excuse me?” Despite no pupils or irises to be seen, it was no doubt clear that Frith was glaring. “S’fuckin’ bullshit. Make yer own damn body, don’t take from anybody. How can he even do that?”

gradientsir​:

     “Well, we can always go to my house to chill out. I actually just packed my cupboards with snacks and fridge full of drinks and food. So it’d be perfect to have someone come over!” Shigaraki exclaimed.

     “Oh uh… you missed a war… aaand my Master released shit tons of villains from prison who are now on the streets causing issues.. That’s about it. Oh, and my Master possesses me now, which really sucks…”

“Sounds like a good time, I’d be lyin’ if I said I wasn’t tempted. ‘Fraid I might jus’ hijack yer home t’vibe and eat snacks.” Hijacking in the playful sense, it just meant her showing up after being invited, of course.

Then her expression dropped again. “A...war? That don’t sound very cash-money. Might make my job a lil’ bit busier, y’know patchin’ up those who can’t get to somebody wit’ a strong healin’ quirk. That an’ th’flower shop ‘cause there’s always th’get-well-soon’s an’ uh, funerals.” Frith rubbed the back of her neck, giving a small smile. 

“That’s...can’t say I ain’t ever heard’a possession, jus’, not in recent times I guess. But, how d’you feel ‘bout it? He treat ya bad or anythin’?” Not that she could really do anything about it, but, she was worried about her friend. Nothing out of the ordinary.

gradientsir​:

      “Sick? I hope it wasn’t too bad…. When I get sick it usually hits me hard… But glad to see you again!” the man said as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe I did miss you…” he admitted and met her half way. “If I knew you were sick, and knew where you lived, I would have dropped by with some goodies and made sure you were okay…”

"It was...a tad rough, I'll say that." She wheezed a laugh. "Well, I'd been meanin' t'ask bout a game night or somethin'- jus' never got around to it. An' I appreciate th'sentiment but th'last thing I'd want is for you to get sick from me, 'Mr. King'." In total Frith fashion, she delivered a mock punch to his shoulder.

"Nothin' bad happened while I was MIA, I hope?" A worried frown crossed her face.

@gradientsir​

      “Damn, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you!” a voice called out in the darkness. Soon a familiar face showed itself, looking quite pleased. “I thought you were dead you were gone for so long! Or maybe you were avoidin’ me…”

Frith turned, grinning from ear to ear. “Dead? Nah, jus’ sick for a bit but I should be right as rain now. Didja miss me?” Eagerly moving to meet him halfway. “I don’t get sick very much but when I do it just takes me right outta commission.”