(OOC: Sorry for this scenario, it’s not all about Dabi. It’s a bit mixed with the other League members during this scene 😖)
”You look way grosser in person…”
Gnarled, purple skin covering the lower half of his face, running down his neck. The same skin under his azure eyes, all put together with his normal pale tone through stables. Rugged clothes the man adorned, fitting in with the messy mop of black on his head. In all honesty, he looked like a homeless dude tryna play Villain.
”I go by Dabi…” He spoke up after Tomura’s question, not giving any further information.
Giran stood behind Dabi and the other, Himiko Toga, leaning on the doorframe with his cigar hanging from his lips. The broker grinned, the gap in his teeth evident.
Tomura narrowed his eyes at the pair Giran brought in, nails digging into the peeled skin of his neck, scratching.
”Thats it?” Tomura’s raspy voice hissed out.
Dabi smirked, shoving his rough hands into his pockets.
Himiko was smiling like a child on Christmas, excited about meeting Tomura and following after Stain’s ideal, wanting to join the League.
You say in the corner of the dimly lit bar, watching them all through narrowed eyes. You’d been the first to join the League, been there since Tomura had started, having been a pawn of All For Ones beforehand. You knew Tomura was getting agitated.
”Tomura, please calm down.” Kurogiri said from behind the bar counter, his misty aura fluttering around in distress. He knew Tomura was getting worked up as well.
”No…” Tomura rasped out. ”I’ll kill them.” The League leader lunched, hands outstretched to disintegrate the two, specifically Dabi.
The scarred man and Himiko both lunged as well, Dabi’s hand sparking with blue flames and the teen girl having her knife out. Before Kurogiri could use his portals to stop the three from colliding, you stepped in.