bombing king -- open, joining

[Nayru]

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[b][color=#6b7e99]"What's your name?"

The inquiry fell from the lips of no other then Nayru, an unimpressed look gracing her pale features as she gazed between the charred tree and Bakugou. The audacity of some people... coming in here, lighting things on fire as if they simply owned the place. Hmph, she could barely stand it. But she was a nurse and the male before her did appear to be sporting some minor injuries... would he be her first guinea p- patient? She had done a lot of reading as of late (almost more than she had been praying) and wondered if she was qualified enough to slap some cobwebs on him and call it a day.

But only if he had the interest of joining in mind- she, of course, would not help a random stranger who would be gone as quickly as he came. That seemed like some sort of Tanglewood policy to her.

[color=#6b7e99]"Are you joining? I'll fix those wounds up for you if you do," She tempted in a soft voice, cerulean eyes trained on the bloodied figure with obvious intrigue. She was eager to test out her skills and see if she had truly been retaining the knowledge she had been given. [color=#6b7e99]"And no... Those names are... unfamiliar, to say in the least." And strange, but she didn't say that aloud. Perhaps Nayru was being a hypocrite- her own name, for Goddess's sake, was strange. But she was growing more comfortable within her new home and thus her more opinionated side was beginning to reveal itself. Oh well, she supposed there would be time for such comments later on.

[color=#6b7e99]"So? What's your decision?"