It would be fun to see Bakulu have an existentialistic crisis with Craiah on the verge of making that contract and all.
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"Ok good as long as I dont have to!" Craiah shivered "I’m just gonna stick around you is that ok"
Bakulu nodded “Yeah sure. I’m sure we’ll make a great team!”
Craiah smiled widely and hopped up onto his toes, clapping his hands like an excited child “Oh this is gonna be great! Shame about the other two though…”
Bakulu smiled and waved it off “Pfft, we’ll let chatty numbers worry about them”
Craiah laughed and stopped for the moment “So did you get the teams yet? I still havent looked at mine”
Bakulu blinked and took a piece of paper out of his pocket “Oh yeah… Lets see…” He smiled widely “We’re on the same team! Too bad we with mister numbers and those two freaks though”
"Of course! Im a walking party!" As if to demonstrate, Craiah wiggled in a tiny dance of sorts, humming a little tu e
Bakulu laughed “Awesome dance!” He joined in with Craiah, doing a wiggly dance to the hummed tune.
"Well the crash and me surviving it got attention, and a few months later I stopped a train for shits and giggles. I was in a juvi hall when they picked me up"
Bakulu blinked and smiled a bit “Well I guess there’s never a dull moment with you around, huh?”
Craiah listened to Bakulu patiently. He had a good point, about just wanting to improve and hone ones powers. This seemed the best place to do it after all. He shook his head “ITs good to have high standards for yourself I think. Keeps you doing the best you can.” He tiled his head “I was picked up by one of the schools recruiters. They heard about me in the papers I guess. Not sure”
Bakulu blinked “Heard about you in the papers? What on earth did you get up too to get this school’s attention?”
"Wow" Craiah pouted a bit, thinking. "That must have taught you a lot. How did you end up here?"
"Heard about it on the streets" He answered "Apparently it’s the best school around for those with powers, even better than Valor or VILE. And I’ve always said that if I’d ever get into a school, I was going to go to an actually good one. Not one where they teach you cheesy villain monologues or how to save people but to really get the all out of your powers” Bakulu blinked and chuckled “I guess I got some pretty high standards but I just want to improve really. How did you end up here?”
Craiah liked that Bakulu laughed along with him. Not often you found someone with an equally sick sense of humor. It was rare and always good when you found it. As Bakulu rolled his sleeves up, Craiah inspected them “Dang, you really are a fighter, hu?” he commented. Sure they werent terribly horrible scars, but certainly more than most had. And they honestly looked very nice on him. He carried them well.
"Been fighting all my life. Kinda happens when you jump from one foster home to another and then wind up on the streets. Good thing I have this ability or I’d be dead by now" Bakulu explained as he rolled his sleeves back down again.