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Who: Guren Ichinose & YOU!!
Where: All around town
When: Anywhere from 8/15-8/31
What: Guren around town! Some open prompts and also this will be a catch all.
Warnings: None really? Prompt D may have more gore mentions depending on how it goes, tho.

A. Siren follow up

[On the day that everyone returns from the island, Guren gets to the docks looking like an even hotter mess than when he'd left. His injuries may be gone, but anyone might catch that he definitely faceplanted on the docks and stayed there for a minute before being convinced away to take a nap somewhere.

Immediately after that, he comes back to make sure everyone's had something to eat and been bandaged, if not healed. He looks a little less filthy, thanks to Dextera's purification, and his wounds are all completely healed! His uniform sure is torn up, though. It seems like he's nonstop even now, going between people, bringing plates of food or just sitting next to anyone who looks deep in thought.

If you don't catch him then, he stays at Dextera's house the night of, and the following day, he's back to wandering around the town or working on his laptop in his own house. Feel free to catch him if you want a follow up thread from the event!]

B. Training montage

[As always, Guren doesn't let up on his training. He can be found close to the forest for things like this, usually as early as 5 in the morning. Stretches, jogging, exercises, things like that. It seems like he's taken to altering some of the peasant clothes to be workout worthy. Sleeveless, loose pants, and so on. When he's not doing that, he has a number of fuda (paper spell tags) that he's shuffling through, taking some sort of inventory of what he has on him. His sword is currently leaning against the base of one of the trees, and though no one else can see her, Mahiru is watching on with a curious gaze.

Don't stare for too long, though, or you'll get roped in. Hiding or not, Guren can sense someone looking his way, and he sighs, stopping whatever he's doing to stare over in that general direction.]

[He'll put you to work!!]

C. Cooking...?

[What's a little more rare is seeing Guren walking around with a bag of what seems to be... vegetables and various foods hanging over his arm. He's stopped at one of the gardens, crouching over one of the food plants and holding it in his hand, brow furrowed like he's trying to figure something out.]

[Eventually, he bites back some of his pride and turns to whoever he sees next.]

D. Anime rooftop prompt

[It's funny, but sometimes Guren seems to appear out of nowhere in the middle of the town, looking worse for the wear. He's definitely wiping blood from his mouth as he leaves from his hidden apothecary this time, but more than that, he's carrying himself a little differently. Shoulders heavier, eyes tired and dark. Testing drugs on yourself isn't a fun time, it turns out, even if your demon heals you.

After that, he heads back towards his house, but it's one of the buildings with a flatter rooftop that he ends up on, instead. He's watching the sunset, leaning back against the wall near the doorway to the roof, looking lost in thought. But he won't chew out anyone if they want to join him.]

(OOC: As always, if you want to plot anything, I'm

zeloser and zlos#3826 on discord! Feel free to make up your own prompt if you want something different, or work something out with me if you want.)

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[He won't be offended if Guren doesn't take it, really, it just seemed like the polite thing to do.]

[He scrunches his face at the rice in his palms, shaking his head.]

I'd rather not bother anybody.

It wouldn't be a bother to some people. I know a good handful of people who'd be itching for the company.

[He abandons the cucumber he was looking at himself, standing up to take one of these mysterious onigiri.]

Repay the favor by making them something once you learn, if you're really that worried about it.

[Pick a fruit, Guren. It could be anything in there. Ichimatsu is silent, quirking his mouth crooked and shrugging his shoulders.]

Maybe. [He'll consider it. He's pretty much the worst at talking to people, though.]

[The first bite is just rice, but that means he can see the fruit peeking through. He gives it a glance, but then focuses back on this guy.]

Not the social type? What's your name? I'm Guren Ichinose.

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[He chuckles again, grinning faintly at his rice and then looking up, ducking his head into a vague sort of bow.]

Matsuno Ichimatsu. [He considers requesting his first name be used-- he had to with Izuku, because answering to "Matsuno" is just strange, given there are seven other people that could be being referenced. Big families, man. He almost wants to find it amusing that they both have "Ichi" names, but Guren's is his family name, whereas his is his given.]

[He'll take that lack of direct answer as an answer in itself. But luckily, he's the type of guy that tends to go for whichever name he feels like with no suffixes straight off the bat.]

Ichimatsu, huh? [He takes another bite of this onigiri. This time there's the fruit, and it's so shocking he has to give it another stare. God, he almost forgot. But... it's not bad, really. He'll keep eating.]

I can't blame you. The most I'm asking anyone for help is stopping people who pass by for suggestions. It's a pain. I don't want to bother with it at all, if I can help it.

[Yeah, he sort of figured the antisocial behavior was enough. Bless you, Guren, for your approximate everything, right now.]

That's about where I'm at. People here are plenty friendly, it's just... troublesome to make the effort. [And onigiri are easy, even if he's not getting anywhere near the kind of nutrients he should be subsisting almost entirely off of them.]

[He nods toward the rice ball in Guren's hand.]

How is it? [You can be honest, he knows they're not great.]

Weird.

[He's nothing if not honest, but as he says it, he takes another bite. Fruitigiri.]

Anyway, if your luck's like mine, someone will come and pester you until you have to deal with them. Maybe then you can learn to experiment a little more with cooking.

[He smiles for a split second, but the expression fades back to his deadpan before it's obvious. "Weird", definitely. Weird wasn't bad, though. He'd take weird.]

[He presses a hollow into the riceball he's working on, and then drops a blueberry, a raspberry, and a blackberry into the space before covering it again.]

Sounds about right. [And when he does, he's gonna learn how to make decent riceballs and he's gonna find you, Guren. That is a threat and a promise.]

Haha.

[That gets a laugh out of him, at least, and now two guys with serious faces have smiled at least a little.]

It's good for you. [He finishes up his onigiri and claps his hands clean, looking back down at the vegetables he'd been eyeing.]

For now, I guess it's my turn to experiment. Riceballs wouldn't be a bad idea, so thanks again.

[Amazing degrees of progress, honestly. He bows shortly.]

I'll come find you when I've figured out how to make riceballs with something less weird in them.

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