They do! [ Said hurriedly in reassurance?!!! Probably? Could something be so cursed and awful it negates that? ]
But, um. I was talking with Viktor... and Sansa... and some of the people running the bake-off. [ basically everyone. everyone knew by then. ] And some of the fruits around town have been... cursed? With weird effects? [ Aha ha... his smile twitches, becoming a little nervous. ]
So... [ so........................ ]
You... didn't use raspberry, did you? [ hopeful. so despondently hopeful. ] In one of the red ones.
[ He sounds surprised, almost as if it's the first time he's heard about this. Wonder if that announcement took place while he was napping. He was low on blood that day after spending so much on his 'fresh' ingredients and took a couple of naps standing up while announcements were made. ]
[ That smile does little to reassure him when he sounds nervous and keeps evading the point. He's used to this with Midoriya, who often mutters his way from one tangent to another before reaching his point.
So, he waits. Sets aside his confusion to give him room to say what he now suspects is the reason for this unexpected call. ]
I punched the jar. [ Well. He punched the wall with the jar. ]
I didn't mean to. Viktor said the raspberries are making people really violent.
[ He waited for the effects to pass before calling him, obviously. (And so... he could pick the shards of glass out and bandage his hand.) He's self-aware enough to realize something wasn't right and he's not that stupid. But he thought you should know, since uh, if you gave it to other people... ]
[ He's quick to raise both hands up at that, sheepishly waving them back and forth. ]
No, no! It's alright. I was by myself and realized something was off... I stayed away from everybody until the effects wore off.
[ Translation: locked himself in his room at Sanctuary? Yep. Although... he may have used Timcanpy as a stress ball more forcefully than normal. He'll have to make it up to him later. ]
It's just-- if you gave anyone else the jams... you might want to warn them?
[ He's quick enough to catch the implications of that statement. Grows anxious at the thought of what might have happened if things had gone differently. If he wasn't alone. If it was anyone else--
Who else did he give those jams to...
His face turns pale, panic twisting his features into a rare display of raw emotion. ]
Igavethemto--
[ Words rush out in one breath before he cuts himself off and starts running. Past the wooden corridors to the outside, ice forms beneath his feet, bursting through the door into the night. Kizu runs beside him, surging forward into the sky riding on a bed of crystalline blue. ]
Burn them.
[ He tells Allen before switching to fire, blasting into the night.
[ ?! Allen was concerned too, but that sort of reaction? Out of concern for his friends, his classmates? No... Well, perhaps. But that didn't seem right. That sort of true fear... What sort of person might he have given them to that would evoke that sort of reaction?
...Touya. Dabi. Shit.
Allen's nervous too at the thought, maybe not knowing the other Todoroki that well (but very well in a few regards) but knowing enough that if he happened to try the same jam as Allen... he would not have the same restraint. Crap.
It takes him a moment to figure out how to respond, worrying at his lip. ]
Let me know if everything is alright.
[ If you're alright. And if he doesn't receive a response in an hour... ... half an hour... ... ... okay, it doesn't matter if or when he gets a response, but he's going to pack things up (hilarious, he has nothing to pack up except a coat) and head to Shouto's house to wait for him to return.
Depending on how things go, he'll probably find Allen dozing on the engawa. Tim will perk up and greet him quietly with a wag of his wings though, and if he messages Allen at any point before then -- Tim would also make sure to wake him right away if it's anything other than good news. ]
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.... They have anti-corruption properties this month. [ Said pointedly. Seriously. ] That's why I made the jams in the first place.
[ Shouldn't he know this??? ]
Is something wrong?
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They do! [ Said hurriedly
in reassurance?!!! Probably? Could something be so cursed and awful it negates that? ]But, um. I was talking with Viktor... and Sansa... and some of the people running the bake-off. [ basically everyone. everyone knew by then. ] And some of the fruits around town have been... cursed? With weird effects? [ Aha ha... his smile twitches, becoming a little nervous. ]
So... [ so........................ ]
You... didn't use raspberry, did you? [ hopeful. so despondently hopeful. ] In one of the red ones.
1/3
[ He sounds surprised, almost as if it's the first time he's heard about this. Wonder if that announcement took place while he was napping. He was low on blood that day after spending so much on his 'fresh' ingredients and took a couple of naps standing up while announcements were made. ]
What weird effects?
2/?
So, he waits. Sets aside his confusion to give him room to say what he now suspects is the reason for this unexpected call. ]
3/?
He stiffens, remembering the bundle of raspberries he mashed together (stems and all) in the saucepan. ]
4/4
... What were the side effects?
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[ fidget ]
I punched the jar. [ Well. He punched the wall with the jar. ]
I didn't mean to. Viktor said the raspberries are making people really violent.
[ He waited for the effects to pass before calling him, obviously. (And so... he could pick the shards of glass out and bandage his hand.) He's self-aware enough to realize something wasn't right and he's not that stupid. But he thought you should know, since uh, if you gave it to other people... ]
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I made you violent...
[ And then, an alarming thought shoves its way to the forefront of his mind. ]
Did you hurt anyone?!
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No, no! It's alright. I was by myself and realized something was off... I stayed away from everybody until the effects wore off.
[ Translation: locked himself in his room at Sanctuary? Yep. Although... he may have used Timcanpy as a stress ball more forcefully than normal. He'll have to make it up to him later. ]
It's just-- if you gave anyone else the jams... you might want to warn them?
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Who else did he give those jams to...
His face turns pale, panic twisting his features into a rare display of raw emotion. ]
Igavethemto--
[ Words rush out in one breath before he cuts himself off and starts running. Past the wooden corridors to the outside, ice forms beneath his feet, bursting through the door into the night. Kizu runs beside him, surging forward into the sky riding on a bed of crystalline blue. ]
Burn them.
[ He tells Allen before switching to fire, blasting into the night.
The screen turns black. Terminated. ]
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...Touya. Dabi. Shit.
Allen's nervous too at the thought, maybe not knowing the other Todoroki that well (but very well in a few regards) but knowing enough that if he happened to try the same jam as Allen... he would not have the same restraint. Crap.
It takes him a moment to figure out how to respond, worrying at his lip. ]
Let me know if everything is alright.
[ If you're alright. And if he doesn't receive a response in an hour... ... half an hour... ... ... okay, it doesn't matter if or when he gets a response, but he's going to pack things up (hilarious, he has nothing to pack up except a coat) and head to Shouto's house to wait for him to return.
Depending on how things go, he'll probably find Allen dozing on the engawa. Tim will perk up and greet him quietly with a wag of his wings though, and if he messages Allen at any point before then -- Tim would also make sure to wake him right away if it's anything other than good news. ]