[Boothill's robot body is so cool....... Katsuki catches glimpses of him fighting and using his weapons built into his body, and all he thinks about is how cool he's going to be once he's got a new arm. Even if he's not able to use his Quirk in that hand, it'd be fun to have something like a gun.....
Katsuki himself is fairing well, for the most part. Taking out the grunts in small numbers, with all kinds of explosions. This was really good training for him, as he could go completely all out on these guys without worry of destroying them or the place around them. His Quirk was still evolving, and he wanted to learn more about how it worked... and putting himself in danger like this always tends to bring more out of his Quirk.
Though he still only has the one arm, and his Quirk works a bit like a gun in itself. He can't just keep spamming explosions over and over-- there's a second in between where he "loads" the bullet (aka gathers sweat in his hand) and then shoots. There's recoil every time he shoots off an explosion, too, and after a few too many of them his arm will start to ache and get tired.
For now, he's fine on the firing front, but there's a moment where a few more grunts suddenly join in on his fight and he finds himself surrounded. And he's very aware that he'll only be able to take out about half of them.]
Ah, shit--
[Katsuki looks over at Boothill, in time to catch his gaze and he gives him this look that asks for backup.]
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Katsuki himself is fairing well, for the most part. Taking out the grunts in small numbers, with all kinds of explosions. This was really good training for him, as he could go completely all out on these guys without worry of destroying them or the place around them. His Quirk was still evolving, and he wanted to learn more about how it worked... and putting himself in danger like this always tends to bring more out of his Quirk.
Though he still only has the one arm, and his Quirk works a bit like a gun in itself. He can't just keep spamming explosions over and over-- there's a second in between where he "loads" the bullet (aka gathers sweat in his hand) and then shoots. There's recoil every time he shoots off an explosion, too, and after a few too many of them his arm will start to ache and get tired.
For now, he's fine on the firing front, but there's a moment where a few more grunts suddenly join in on his fight and he finds himself surrounded. And he's very aware that he'll only be able to take out about half of them.]
Ah, shit--
[Katsuki looks over at Boothill, in time to catch his gaze and he gives him this look that asks for backup.]