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[fullcowl]

Who: Izuku and you
When: July 26th on
Where: Various
What: Catchall



A. [Izuku can be found in the library fairly often, after all, he's volunteered to take over, since there were suddenly far, far fewer of the library goblins than there used to be. Usually, he's near the front entrance, looking through books, scowling a bit and then putting them back.]

Have you seen anything about the history of the Heavens here?

B. [That's usually though. Sometimes he's sitting next to a stack of books and passed out instead. At least he's getting sleep somewhere.]

C. [He doesn't just keep to the Far Shore though. He's the one that goes out and gets groceries for his temple, so he can be found throughout the week considering the merits of branded or unbranded products.

With a lot of coupons. Look, just because they're hard to see doesn't mean he's going to walk out without legitimately paying for those groceries.]

What do you think of the unbranded bread?

D. [If, for whatever reason, you're at a beach. A very particular beach. A beach that seems to be covered in garbage- Izuku is there. Izuku is there and he's moving the garbage around like it's no problem. The garbage that includes carsh, heavy microwaves, refrigerators- he's not fussed.]

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[fullcowl]

[Izuku is very comfortable with modern tech, but he's also not well versed in hacking into it.]

Alright. Kurosaki, can you get him? We'll stay here.

[He's pretty sure Chikusa asked for that.]

[revolutionfalcon]

[Well, it was going to happen before long. Shun just sighs quietly.]

Fine. I'll be back in a minute.

[He disappears from in front of them with no further ado, appearing a little to the left of the library door so he doesn't accidentally teleport on top of someone on the path. Once there, he goes around the side to the scene of the murder to find Chikusa and drag him back with him by whatever body part happens to be most convenient.]

[kokuyoyo]

[....Which is how Chikusa ends up in an airport, his arm in Shun's grip and a backpack still partially unzipped in his other hand.]

...I barely managed to get everything back in it....

[Yes, this low level amount of complaining is required as he looks around.]

Skipping the country already...

[junkyarddog]

You're too slow, four-eyed kappa. [Ken immediately moves closer to Chikusa, distinctly more at ease now that his partner's on the scene.

He glances up at the taller boy.] We dunno what airport he might've gone to; we might be ahead of him. I don't smell him at this one, though. [He rubs his nose absentmindedly.] We're trying to figure out where he's heading, byon.

[lostinshadows]

And we'd figured it'd be good to have you help us out this time.

[...But really, Shun? You had to bring Chikusa back like that?]

[fullcowl]

Do you know of a way to track him via technology?

[revolutionfalcon]

We last picked up the scent at this station. [Shun types the name into his phone and holds it out so Chikusa can see it.] We could try checking the timetables to see which trains from there might come here and when, but that could take a lot of combing, especially if he changes trains again.

[kokuyoyo]

[Even with Ken's shittalking, the second he's close to Chikusa, the kappa in question slides his hand to the back of his neck to rest in his hair, right over his collar. (Yeah, that's a thing, everyone.) It's an unconscious movement, with Chikusa himself focused mostly on listening to the others.]

[When they're done, and he's glanced over the name Shun has brought up, Chikusa draws out his own phone.]

...Have you checked what flights are even open at all? [He quirks up an eyebrow, even as he starts to search.] If it were me, and I was injured and in a hurry... I'd check what flights I could get on immediately that weren't full, and go to the closest airport with them.

[Assuming he didn't know that someone like Ken was trailing him, anyway.]

It's the summer... And Japan is a major destination. That means a lot of flights are going to be full one way or the other. Since our culprit is probably a shinki, and no one in the Far Shore has anything like a bank account, which means no card... They'll probably be paying in cash right there at the desk.

So with all of that in mind... If you cut out all the fully booked flights, we'll probably have an easier time of narrowing down what ones they'll go for.

[Aaaand there's a pause and a sigh. This is a lot of words for Chikusa, you understand.]

...Or something like that... if we're really ahead of them...

[junkyarddog]

[Ken simply crouches obediently at Chikusa's side; he seems to be more doglike than ever, especially since he's taken out his Kong cartridge by now to swap back to Wolf Channel. He also seems to possess a dog's complete disinterest in the conversation going on over his head; this kind of thinking is what Chikusa is for. Ken's just here to take orders, follow scent trails, and eat any free food they happen to come across.]