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"Oh, Hi kiddo! Why are you just standing there?"
A voice brings the user out of their wondering, thoughts not completely their's. They blink, mind jumping back to the present. When did Mic enter the room? And why is Eraserhead now sitting up and looking at them. They don't remember seeing the adult moving or entering the room.
They hesitate, opening their mouth for a moment before opting to just sign instead.
'Didn't know what to do, wanted to check on Aizawa. I can go back to the room now if you want. Sorry for intruding in you guys' space'
They sign quickly before begining to back up, back towards the hallway. The hesitate for a moment as the voice hero seems to look confused.
"Kid, you do know this is your space too. We aren't confining you to your room or anything. As long as you don't burn down anything or explode anything you can go anywhere, though preferably not in the office when one of us is doing paperwork unless nessesary. And other then that regular etiquette and common sense rules apply"
Now it's their turn to look confused. They weren't expecting that. That is, a new answer, not one like the others. Plus xe expected something like, you know, listing actual rules. Xe doesn't realize xe started signing untill xir hands fall back down towards xir sides.
'But why? I am invading your home and you couldn't just not invite me because you are heroes so this is more of an obligation for you untill I am adult or find somewhere else to stay. I'm sure you want me to settle in before setting rules but I would prefer if you just listed them now so I know what to expect and avoid'
"What, no no no, kid, this isn't an obligation for us, we wouldn't have offered the way we did if it was. We want you here, but if you dont want to be here that is also fine. If you want to set rules and stuff now we can totally do that, though i can't think of any other rules that i didn't just mention, but if there is anything you want to add rules wise for us then you totally can"
They are about to reply before they hear a voice from the couch, which they recognize easily as Aizawa's, saying some form of agreement with Mic but not looking towards xem or Mic, the two still standing behind the couch Aizawa is laying on still.
'I-'
They begin to sign, quickly stoping and holding their hands at their sides awkwardly. They don't know how best to word what they want to say, atleast in sign language, or at all.
The heroes are silent, waiting. Waiting for them to formulate xir thoughts? Why would they do that? Dispite that, xe thinks about wording, and if xe should even say anything, before deciding, no, xe doesn't want to say what what they started, nor does xe know how to word it anyways, so xe opts to just slightly shake xir head. It's a strong enough move that the heroes will see it, but also soft enough to be quiet with the range of movment. One of the heroes sigh quietly before Mic begins to speak again.
"Kiddo, you know if anything makes you uncomfortable you can let us know, you know that right?"
The room goes silent again for a moment, the words spoken by the hero sitting tense in the air. Xe stands there for a moment before turning away, back towards the door. As they turn they break the silence, although very quietly.
"Don't say that. Not when you don't mean it. Not when you won't"
Xe sighs before briskly walking back to xir room, closing the door as they enter. Xe knows that xe shouldn't close the door, but they don't care, they don't lock it, they just need, time.
They think, they hope, you don't, you need to talk to them please, for us
Maybe the heroes will forget the cconversation. Maybe the heroes will give them rules so xe doesn't have to walk on eggshells to avoid breaking a rule that xe does not yet know. The door stuff is obvious, privacy isnt allowed for people like them. But the heroes don't know what they are yet.
They have to keep it this way. Or things are going to end up like before.
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"The mind is a powerful place"
"What do you mean mother?"
"Us, the mind, are more powerful then the user. Most people know that the mind is powerful, especially those with mental quirks"
"What's a quirk?"
"That's a story for a different time Sky, I am telling this one now"
"Oh, sorry mom"
"It's fine dear"
The place, though I wouldn't quite call it a place, more of a void, empty yet filled with information, goes silent, or as silent as possible with the user listening to music. It recognizes the song as one the user likes a lot, especially when they are dealing with confusing emotions or stress.
It sighs before resuming it's story.
"The mind is powerful, but that doesn't mean it's safe."
"Hey!"
"Rude."
Two voices call out at the same time.
"I was not necessarily talking about you, Crimson, Black. Your assignment is not your fault, nor is your personalities."
"Sorry."
The two voices again, at the same time. No one in the space seems of put by two speaking at once. Especially those two.
"The mind can conjor up nightmares, horrifying ideas. All while at the same time protecting the consciousness from what is dangerous or hard to grasp."
"What about the subconscious?"
"Nothing can hide from the subconscious but the consciousness can't always understand what the subconscious says through picture, stories, memories."
"What are we?"
"Part of the mind, perhaps subconscious, I, dont really know Sil"
"You dont know what you are?"
The room goes silent, tension reverberating in the room. It is a room now, kinda. Definitely more solidly shaped. Almost like walls, hiding them all.
"Momma the walls are back"
"They are sleeping again, we can't risk being discovered, for saftey. They are too naive."
"Isn't naive good?"
"Sometimes child, sometimes"
The room falls into calm silence, some slowly going soft, quiet, dim. Others staying bright and colorful, but not as loud as before.
Too loud and the walls break, and they cant have that happening again.
Last time that happened, they could hear. Hear it, the quirk, the children. They would have broken if they realized.
But it protected them, by acting quickly, with the help of the conscious, to hide the truth.
It won't admit this to the others, not yet. Sena may know already, but the others dont need to.
Not yet.
~~~
The morning comes and before they know it, someone is knocking on their door. They sit up before deciding what to do. They sigh, rolling out of bed before checking the door.
Opening the door slightly futher then it was, they look up towards whoever is outside their room. Outside they see Present Mic standing there, kinda confused looking before he spots them.
"Oh, hey kiddo. We are making breakfast if you want to eat before you go out. Do you have plans today?"
They blink, thinking for a moment before they sign.
'Alright, I will be out in a moment, and other then work, not really. Maybe I'll go to the library for a bit. If you want me to stay out longer I can'
Once they are done signing the put their hands down back to their side and wait for the hero's reply.
"Ah, no listener thats not what I ment, I was just wondering what you had going on so I could see how schedules are working. You are free to do whatever. Though I will say try to be back by 10pm, or be quiet ariving."
'Oh, okay, I'll be back by 8 then, that way you don't have to wait for me. 8 is a reasonable time right? I can be back earlier if not'
"8 is reasonable if you want to be back by then, we don't mind having to leave the door unlocked for you, or giving you a key, Shouta has patrol tonight anyways. You don't have to worry about being late or having us wait for you. We do normally have dinner around 6 if you want to be here for that. It's a good time to chat!"
The room is silent for a moment, hands unmoving, before they begin to sign again.
'I will be back for dinner then, unless i am held up'
The voice hero nods after a second.
"Alright! I'll be in the kitchen helping finish breakfast, see you shortly!"
They wave slightly as Mic walks away, watches as he closes the door behind himself when he leaves. They listen for a second, before sighing.
They said they would join them for breakfast and dinner, but they aren't all that hungry right now. Maybe a small breakfast, if they skip lunch they can eat more for dinner?
They would hate to upset the heroes if they didnt eat all their food. Hopefully they can get away with not eating much breakfast. Eaither way, they gotta get ready for the day, and they do. They change into one of the 3 outfits they normally wear, sometimes they'll switch things up, but now that the have all their stuff they have a few more options.
They grab their backpack and pack important things, library books, phone, charger, anything that they normally have with them, and some things they don't want to leave here with the heroes. They don't want to risk losing anything, bot that they think the heroes would steal their stuff, they just don't want them to find some things.
Like their necklace! They should put that on and tuck it into their shirt. Mic and Eraserhead would probraly be able to identify Hawks' feather, or atleast Mic, who is a fellow aboveground hero.
They sigh as they tuck the necklace into their shirt and check they have everything. When they see they do, they exit the room and head out to the living room, and into the kitchen. They stand in the doorway of the kitchen for a bit, just watching as the heroes finish cooking breakfast, it seems to be a more American breakfast, eggs, bacon, toast. Something Mika would make for parties sometimes, despite it being a breakfast food. Not their least favorite food, but not something they eat often.
Definitely not something they can easily pretend to eat a lot of while not eating much. Perhaps they just eat the toast, that's easy, and they can just lie to the heroes. Well, not lie, stretch the truth, just a bit. That'll work. Don't lie to the heros, it's not safe.
Well, hopefully.
"Ah, hi kiddo, food will be done in a second, feel free to take a seat!" Mic says soon after they entered, gesturing to the table. They quickly nod and chose the same seat they sat in durring previous meals to sit in now.