[ Everything had wrapped up nicely after the Culture Festival had ended, even with the brief derailment of dealing with Gentle and La Brava. He'd been fine with that anyway, able to help everyone still enjoy the festival and even Eri had learned how to smile for real and it made him happier than he'd ever be able to express.
He'd allowed himself to fully relax when he'd gotten into his room, but when he'd drifted off? Izuku hadn't quite realized how tired he was until he woke with a small start, sitting upright and blinking a bit at seeing his new surroundings. He was... underwater? Wait a second! If he was underwater then he couldn't breathe, setting in panic until Izuku tried to stand up and realized he couldn't due to having not a pair of feet but distinctively colored fins instead.
Was this a dream?! How was this even happening?! Why was he some kind of mermaid?
Izuku reached down to touch it and the fact he could feel it, said it was real but it was still kind of sinking in. He also noted that he wasn't wearing any of his normal clothes he'd had before, resulting in that all ofhisscars were visible to anyone who looked at him. Not that it was his main focus as he decided to not panic and instead was attempting to try and learn how to swim with his new set of fins.
Having at least some margin of success until he spotted a shark swimming nearby. ]
[ Cue the panic setting in as he makes to try and swim up to the surface but ends up catching his fins between a few pieces of coral, freezing up instinctively. That's when he spots someone else swimming nearby and he waves his arms frantically. ]
Can I get your help for a second?? Please?
001 - Not quite used to it -- B --
[ Many can catch this green-haired child in his attempts to learn how to swim, including one where he started going a bit too fast and ended up running into some coral face-first since he didn't know how to stop himself in the water. Which resulted in him rubbing at his face with a small whine. ]
Learning my quirk was just about easier than this. Why is it so hard to get the hang of it?
[ Spoken to nobody in particular as he moves his fins back and forth, trying to figure out things while not realizing his last encounter with the coral had scuffed his nose a bit with a small scrape. ]
003;; So much to see || Exploration
[ Once Izuku had gotten past his panic attack of this all happening, and he'd learned to swim without smacking into something - the small scuff on his nose was proof of his earlier attempts, he'd actually begun to be fascinated by this beyond thinking it really was some kind of weird dream or some kind of odd quirk.
So that meant being attracted to the shipwrecks, eyes alight with interest as he swam closer, touching against a piece of wood on one of them. Tracing along the surface with an apt interest, but mindful not to get too close to those dragon eels in the process. ]
...Incredible! These are in such good condition even for being in the water like this. It should be all eroded and worn down more than this but it's still in such a state that I wonder if there's some kind of magical effects in the water that's causing it to be this way or something else...
[ Don't mind him mumbling away to himself, getting lost in thought without entirely realizing it. Someone stop him before he gets himself in trouble because of it. ]
Izuku Midoriya | My Hero Academia
[ Everything had wrapped up nicely after the Culture Festival had ended, even with the brief derailment of dealing with Gentle and La Brava. He'd been fine with that anyway, able to help everyone still enjoy the festival and even Eri had learned how to smile for real and it made him happier than he'd ever be able to express.
He'd allowed himself to fully relax when he'd gotten into his room, but when he'd drifted off? Izuku hadn't quite realized how tired he was until he woke with a small start, sitting upright and blinking a bit at seeing his new surroundings. He was... underwater? Wait a second! If he was underwater then he couldn't breathe, setting in panic until Izuku tried to stand up and realized he couldn't due to having not a pair of feet but distinctively colored fins instead.
Was this a dream?! How was this even happening?! Why was he some kind of mermaid?
Izuku reached down to touch it and the fact he could feel it, said it was real but it was still kind of sinking in. He also noted that he wasn't wearing any of his normal clothes he'd had before, resulting in that all of his scars were visible to anyone who looked at him. Not that it was his main focus as he decided to not panic and instead was attempting to try and learn how to swim with his new set of fins.
Having at least some margin of success until he spotted a shark swimming nearby. ]
Gah! Nonono... Why now? It's probably gonna try and eat me, isn't it?!
[ Cue the panic setting in as he makes to try and swim up to the surface but ends up catching his fins between a few pieces of coral, freezing up instinctively. That's when he spots someone else swimming nearby and he waves his arms frantically. ]
Can I get your help for a second?? Please?
001 - Not quite used to it -- B --
[ Many can catch this green-haired child in his attempts to learn how to swim, including one where he started going a bit too fast and ended up running into some coral face-first since he didn't know how to stop himself in the water. Which resulted in him rubbing at his face with a small whine. ]
Learning my quirk was just about easier than this. Why is it so hard to get the hang of it?
[ Spoken to nobody in particular as he moves his fins back and forth, trying to figure out things while not realizing his last encounter with the coral had scuffed his nose a bit with a small scrape. ]
003;; So much to see || Exploration
[ Once Izuku had gotten past his panic attack of this all happening, and he'd learned to swim without smacking into something - the small scuff on his nose was proof of his earlier attempts, he'd actually begun to be fascinated by this beyond thinking it really was some kind of weird dream or some kind of odd quirk.
So that meant being attracted to the shipwrecks, eyes alight with interest as he swam closer, touching against a piece of wood on one of them. Tracing along the surface with an apt interest, but mindful not to get too close to those dragon eels in the process. ]
...Incredible! These are in such good condition even for being in the water like this. It should be all eroded and worn down more than this but it's still in such a state that I wonder if there's some kind of magical effects in the water that's causing it to be this way or something else...
[ Don't mind him mumbling away to himself, getting lost in thought without entirely realizing it. Someone stop him before he gets himself in trouble because of it. ]