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The sound of clinking glasses and tv static filled the dimly lit bar, the smell of whiskey swirling in the air.
Tomura Shigaraki sat at the bar, rapidly scratching at his neck. He was getting impatient, for there was supposed to be a new recruit for the League of Villains arriving this evening, and they were 10 minutes late.
"Do I need to get the cone again?" Kurogiri, the owner of said bar, and Shigaraki's right-hand man in the league asked, cleaning out a glass.
Shigaraki rolled his eyes, turning towards the purple mist man, holding out his glass for another shot.
"10 minutes late, and I'm getting very impatient," Shigaraki said, starting to get irritated.
"Aww, c'mon Shigaraki! I'm sure they'll be here so-" Himiko Toga, the youngest member at 17 years old, started to say cheerfully before Spinner came through to door with a tall, skinny man with spiky, jet black hair and distinctive, purple scars.
"Took you long enough. Where the hell where you?" Shigaraki asked impatiently.
"We had a little bit of a...mishap." Spinner spoke quietly as the man next to him rolled his eyes.
"You mean you wanted to stop for fast food?" The man spoke, enraging Tomura.
"You were 10 minutes late...because you wanted to stop for fast food?!" Tomura yelled as Spinner stepped back, afraid for his life.
"Shigaraki. You can deal with this later, we have a guest." Kurogiri said as Shigaraki sat back.
"Where the hell are Twice and-" Shigaraki started to say before he was interrupted.
"COME HERE, SPLIT BOY!"
The scarred man was the first to look at the top of the stairs, seeing a tall man in a gray and black mask tumbling down the steps with a woman with curly dark hair, wearing a black-to-purple gradient jacket with black short shorts, and black boots with a dark purple top on.
"Ack! Y/n, get off!" The man yelled, struggling against the woman who had him in a tight headlock.
"You know you only got two options, Twice! You either give up now or beg!" You yelled as Twice knocked you off him, making you hit the wall as you smiled psychotically.
He sent his tape towards you, which you successfully dodged. You then looked over, your eyes landing on the scarred man, and smiled wildly.
"New guy! Let me borrow you!" You exclaimed, and before he could even respond, you sent glowing, purple strings out of your fingers, temporarily possessing his hand.
