04 — i just wish you'd open fire on me
[when aizawa dumps the whole motley lot of them in the middle of nowhere for a day-long wilderness exercise, uraraka half-expects it to go just as well as last year's summer training camp. which is to say, not at all.
one, it's the dead of winter. there are already a couple million ways someone can die while roughing it out in the woods, why not heap an avalanche of snow on top?
two, they were all arbitrarily distributed throughout the forest. they'd have to tough the climate out on their own, unless they chanced upon one of the others at some point. not exactly something she'd hold her breath for.
it's not all bad, though.
before being dropped in snow hell, the students of class 1-a were given the small kindness of a pack, containing the bare minimum of equipment needed to survive: some flares in case of an emergency, water, and one randomized item. for uraraka, it'd been a single multitool. a lot of good that'll do her when the hypothermia sets in.
that's how she finds herself in the back of a cave, knowing full well that her attempts to light a fire won't give because the only kindling she could scavenge was damp wood and clumps of dead grass. she persists!]
Alright, let's try this again— [cue the sounds of stones hitting against each other, but not quite with enough friction cause a spark] Rrrgh. Come... on...
one, it's the dead of winter. there are already a couple million ways someone can die while roughing it out in the woods, why not heap an avalanche of snow on top?
two, they were all arbitrarily distributed throughout the forest. they'd have to tough the climate out on their own, unless they chanced upon one of the others at some point. not exactly something she'd hold her breath for.
it's not all bad, though.
before being dropped in snow hell, the students of class 1-a were given the small kindness of a pack, containing the bare minimum of equipment needed to survive: some flares in case of an emergency, water, and one randomized item. for uraraka, it'd been a single multitool. a lot of good that'll do her when the hypothermia sets in.
that's how she finds herself in the back of a cave, knowing full well that her attempts to light a fire won't give because the only kindling she could scavenge was damp wood and clumps of dead grass. she persists!]
Alright, let's try this again— [cue the sounds of stones hitting against each other, but not quite with enough friction cause a spark] Rrrgh. Come... on...
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night is starting to fall and he's on the look out for decent shelter for the night, he follows the edge of a ridge where some opening in the rock face would be good defense against wind and snow. something about the wilderness like this is... nice, calming. he likes being alone, he likes being out in the environment. this is decent rescue and survival training for being a hero in the future but he doesn't mind just exploring like this, focusing on the task and just staying out here in the chill, staring out at the trees and rock and listening to the silence without any of his friends or classmates around. in some ways he's still pretty solitary, he's more relaxed by himself.
so of course, that's why he finds the little grotto in the rock face and ventures in and comes face to face with uraraka hard at work in the back trying to light a fire. for a moment he just stares at her, it's been a good few hours out there in the snow, a good few hours since he'd seen another living thing. ]
Oi, round face.
What are you doing? [ all right, rhetorical question. come on girl, you can start a fire...! maybe. ]
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