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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.]

Comments

[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.]

[hot_handed]

You gonna add some butterfly wings to complete the look?

Hey, Fish-Face-

FISH-FACE!!! DON'T LOOK DOWN ON ME!!!

[And with that he fires a powerful, explosive blast in Beck's direction.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[The frown can't be seen but he reacts quickly. The smoke launches him up into the air, out of harm's way and he makes a gesture with his hands and two bright green streaks of powerful energy blasts back toward Katsuki.]

[hot_handed]

[Yeah, he doesn't care to find out what those would do if they hit him. He blasts out of the way, and then fires off again, flying through the air like an errant missile until he's gotten enough altitude to cup one hand over his palm and fire three concentrated blasts at Beck in rapid succession. Normally they'd be powerful enough to pierce concrete, but he's held back enough to not blow a hole in him.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[For what looks like a bulky cloak and armor, it's surprisingly quick and mobile and he manages to dodge them - but it may singe the edges.]

Not bad!

[He calls out, pausing in mid-air for a moment.]

[hot_handed]

FLYING KICK OF DEATH!

[While Beck has paused, Katsuki throws himself in the air, spinning and using the momentum to try and bring his knee which has a metal guard on it on Beck's helmet.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[The sudden contact makes the tech helmet fizzle and through the metal, Katsuki may feel a mild electrical charge. It knocks Beck back but it also makes the helmet retract - it's not a solid object - and Beck, revealed, looks angry.]

Now, that was uncalled for.

[hot_handed]

Shit-!

[Katsuki falls back, landing on his feet. But when he sees how upset Beck looks, he grins.]

Yeah yeah, keep whinin' because I ruined your fishbowl.

[Now that he sees Beck's face, he's going to aim for that as he becomes airborne again and throws a fist at his jaw.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[As he gets closer, Beck's entire figure is cloaked in green smoke, making it harder to be seen. Still, Katsuki manages to clip the side of his jaw as Beck tries to dodge. The smoke billows thicker around them. It doesn't smell like anything but it does restrict all view and gives Beck a chance to pull away.]

[hot_handed]

[Katsuki pulls his bandana down as a sort of half-assed, makeshift face-mask anyway, just in case the gas can knock people out and Beck happens to be immune to it. That doesn't mean he wants to stay in it longer than he has to. He blasts up, and as he does he uses stronger explosions to start engulfing the smoke cloud and if he's lucky, maybe singe Beck.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[Luckily this smoke isn't toxic. It's more for distractions. He's also gone up and away from the cloud so he watches from afar as Katsuki attacks the cloud. He rubs his jaw, wincing, tries to put the helmet back on but it's damaged and glitchy now and so he leaves it. Irritated, he then flies toward Katsuki, a streak of pluming green smoke and targeting him again with his own bolts of energy.]

[hot_handed]

[One of the bolts grazes his shoulder, nearly throwing him out of the air. He manages to catch himself and starts circling Beck, trying to build up enough oxygen to target him and unleash an attack with the power of a missile, but it takes time and potentially leaves him open.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

Had enough yet?

[He calls out as he passes by, building up a crackle of green energy around himself. He's paused in his own attacks though.]

[hot_handed]

[He ignores him as he builds up speed, faster and faster until he's clouded by his own ash and smoke, and attempts finishing it off on Beck. It's his most powerful move.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[Beck attempts to form a defensive bubble around himself and it absorbs some of the impact but the attack is enough to knock him down to the earth and he hits the ground hard.]

[hot_handed]

[Katsuki lands on top of him and holds up a fist.]

You done yet, hero?

[mysterioisthetruth]

[He has some resilience but that still hurt. He winces and looks up, muttering.]

Fine, fine. Stop. You win.

[hot_handed]

...HUH?! YOU SERIOUS?!

I barely got to see you fight. [He keeps grumbling as he stands up and rolls his shoulder.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[He raises eyebrows as he gets back up to his feet.]

What do you think I was doing?