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[hot_handed]

Good guys my ass.

[The face that comes into view glares into his screen, not bothering to hide his contempt. How it's possible to judge the network so early is a mystery, but somehow he's managed to.]

Good guys don't waste my time with shitty assignments and craptoos. What the fuck is an anger management facility?! It's better off bein' recycled into fireworks-

[His free hand, cupping his chin, twitches, tense and restless. Blowing up his newly assigned workplace would certainly help soothe his anger, but it's probably illegal. Shame. As disgruntled as the teen appears, Katsuki didn't come on the network to complain. He scoffs, takes a breath, and:]

OKAY, LISTEN UP!!!

I'm looking for anyone from UA- hell, anyone from our rival schools. People with quirks. Whatever. If you don't know what I mean, answer this:

How do I make some real money in this shithole? Enough money to start my own agency.

Don't waste my time telling me you don't got any answers, or I'll kill ya.

[He slams his hand down on the table. And if he accidentally singes the table, well. It was an ugly table to begin with.]

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[mysterioisthetruth]

I can provide food.

What city are you in? We can meet by the Porter.

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[hot_handed]

It better be good food! I want real burgers and curry, none of that convenience store crap!

Nonah. Fine. Don't be late or I'll kill you.

[Action!]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[Once Beck arrives, he's carrying a bag of food - decent burgers with the lot and fries and bottles of cola, no curry. He doesn't always follow instructions - or demands. He's dressed in his superhero costume - lit-up chestplate, gold boots, heavy burgundy cape - although for now he is unmasked so there's no helmet in sight. He looks around for Katsuki.]

[Action!]

[hot_handed]

[Katsuki arrives in his costume as well. He slouches but straightens up a bit and kind of pauses when he sees Beck's costume.]

What are you supposed to be?

[He notices the food though, and his eyes light up in the process.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

I'm a superhero, of course. One of the Avengers.

[He holds out his free hand.]

We weren't properly introduced. I'm Quentin Beck. You can also call me Mysterio.

[hot_handed]

I don't know what that means!

[He just stares at his hand.]

The only thing mysterious about you is why you think those colors would go together.

[mysterioisthetruth]

[Pulling his hand back, he actually smiles broadly at that.]

Starting your villainy early, huh? Criticising my fashion sense.

[hot_handed]

[There's nothing friendly about the way Katsuki smiles and bares his teeth.]

Sure you wanna call me a villain? I might kill you.

[mysterioisthetruth]

[He tilts his head as if considering that - then raises his hand, holding up the bag of food.]

Maybe after we eat.

[hot_handed]

Fine. But you shouldn't eat too much before a big fight. You're more likely to get cramps and your body will be too busy digesting everything to fight at an optimum level.

[mysterioisthetruth]

Oh, don't worry about me.

[He waves it away.]

I'm the hero. I'll still beat you.

[Such confidence, skipping over the border into arrogance.]

[hot_handed]

...You sure you're supposed to be out? Because you sound fucking crazy.

[mysterioisthetruth]

You haven't yet seen what I can do.

[hot_handed]

Right back at ya.

Let's eat, hero.

[mysterioisthetruth]

[He shrugs.]

There's a park nearby... If you want to sit and eat.

[hot_handed]

I don't want it to get cold while I kick your ass.

Lead the way.

[mysterioisthetruth]

[His eyebrows raise but he says nothing as he walks the short distance. The show hadn't started yet so he didn't show off or fly. He puts the bag down on a bench, pulling out one of the drinks for himself first.]

Help yourself.

[He eyes Katsuki with some curiosity, wondering how much is bluff or how powerful he really may be. He knows a thing or two about bluffing.]

[hot_handed]

DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!

[He takes some fries, shoving them in his mouth and finishing it off with a gulp of cola, eating everything with the speed and enthusiasm of a shounen hero.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

It wasn't an order... You wanted food...

[Beck points out, watching him again. He eats much more carefully and slowly, distracted by the other's energy.]

[hot_handed]

Fucking starvin'

[Finally. At least the food here is good. He tears through the meat with his canines, shoving some more fries in his mouth.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

OK, slow down. I don't want you to choke before we have our fight.

[hot_handed]

Shut up!!! [He grabs a fistful of fries now, just out of spite.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[He lets out a weary sigh, takes a drink and stands up, stretching for a moment as if he's preparing now for the battle. He's only eaten about half of his burger.]

[hot_handed]

[Katsuki finishes his almost the same time as Mysterio. He sits up, brushing his pants off, and throws the garbage away.]

Let's do this.

[mysterioisthetruth]

[He nods and the round helmet quickly forms and closes down over his head, covering his face but his voice can still be clearly heard.]

Fine then. Be ready.

[He raises his hands and a cloud of green smoke appears under his feet, lifting him up to hover, making him look downward on Katsuki.]