Who: Ivan, Kotetsu and possibly Karina When: September 26th Where: Kotetsu's flat in the starter appartments Summary: Ivan Origami needs a mask and clearly Kotetsu is the man to go to! Warnings: Derp.
The voice easily broke through Kotetsu's thin concentration as he sat on his bed, surrounded by stacks of dog-eared library books. The distraction was a relief, really-- he could try a studying montage all he liked and summon every bit of his motivation to study for the police force entry process and pull the most intense look of focus possible... but the words swam on the pages and he couldn't apply himself for more than a few minutes at a time. He heaved a sigh and stood up to answer the door, hair ruffled merely from his own exasperated hands running through it.
"Origami?" His workmate looked concerned, and a stack of books collapsed loudly behind him as he opened his door a tad. Part of him was nearly worried for whatever he needed to help out with, the rest, just eager to escape the mundanity of studying. "What's the problem? Wanna come in?"
Hearing the books fall, Ivan bit his lip and glanced behind Kotetsu to see what he'd been up to. "O-oh, if you're busy I can come back another time!" He said, quickly, holding up his hands. He didn't want to disturb him! The plastic bags he was carrying rustled as he moved, various papers and pens peeking out of the top.
"It's just that, ah, I was wondering if you'd help me make a mask. I've been thinking about it since Miss Blue Rose got here, and I realised I'm the only one of us without any way to hide their identity, but I don't know the best way to make one. Yours seems to work really well."
"Not at all, not at all-" As he shoved the door back with a shoulder to make more space in the doorway, the rustling bags swinging from Origami's wrists caught his eye. His expression lit up slowly with realisation as he explained, arms folded.
"Ahhh, because you usually wear that helmet, don't you? At HeroTV events and such. And the girls just have their contact lenses and wigs..." Kotetsu pondered, rhythmically bouncing the door back with his heel, a second pile of law books tumbling down from the bed. He didn't bat an eyelid at that, either, he really needed a distraction. "So-? An eyemask like mine, huh? Come in, come in."
Flinching faintly as another set of books came tumbling down, Ivan nodded at what Kotetsu said, and then slid into the room. "I didn't know what would work best, so I got everything that looked useful." He said, glancing around for a space to put the bags down. "I drew some ideas up, though!" Rummaging through the bag, he came out with a piece of paper with some rather scruffy looking drawings. At the top was one rather familiar as his old helmet, along with a quickly scribbled reference of his old suit, but the rest were... well some of them looked like they might have been stolen from some of the shows he used to watch back home. And by no means was he an artist.
"What do you think?" He asked, sounding unsure and a little desperate. He hadn't shown his drawings to anyone in real life before, though he did used to upload them online at home.
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"Origami?" His workmate looked concerned, and a stack of books collapsed loudly behind him as he opened his door a tad. Part of him was nearly worried for whatever he needed to help out with, the rest, just eager to escape the mundanity of studying. "What's the problem? Wanna come in?"
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"It's just that, ah, I was wondering if you'd help me make a mask. I've been thinking about it since Miss Blue Rose got here, and I realised I'm the only one of us without any way to hide their identity, but I don't know the best way to make one. Yours seems to work really well."
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"Ahhh, because you usually wear that helmet, don't you? At HeroTV events and such. And the girls just have their contact lenses and wigs..." Kotetsu pondered, rhythmically bouncing the door back with his heel, a second pile of law books tumbling down from the bed. He didn't bat an eyelid at that, either, he really needed a distraction. "So-? An eyemask like mine, huh? Come in, come in."
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"What do you think?" He asked, sounding unsure and a little desperate. He hadn't shown his drawings to anyone in real life before, though he did used to upload them online at home.
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