◤ Turbulent ◢ k.bakugo

FOUR

She didn't have any source to build off of nearby which would make things difficult if she had to fight. She didn't have enough control over her quirk to pull the moisture from the air, either. Hopefully she'd be able to find a puddle nearby from last nights rainstorm, but the humidity more than likely forced it to evaporate. Mizuki's chances of winning were slim, but she was desperate to try anything she could.

Just before the (h/c) girl vanished into the shadows, the bluenette pulled the sleeve of her left arm back and covered her forearm in rushing water. It felt cold, but good on her skin. She focused it on her hand and let it form into a ball, reforming it into a lasso and throwing it with as much accuracy as she could manage while she was running. Somehow it looped around the thief's ankle and Mizuki snatched it back as fast as she could. The girl fell to the ground with an 'oof' and attempted to crawl into the bushes. Mizuki tied the water lasso to a tree branch nearby and grabbed her bag back as quickly as she could. She panted heavily and brushed her dark blue hair out of her face, staring down at the girl.

Below her was a girl with tangled (h/c) hair and bright violet eyes. She was breathing heavily too, a look of anger across her face. It was obvious that she was upset about being caught. Mizuki threw her bag over her shoulder and crossed her arms over her chest, taking a step back to look the girl over some more. She was wearing a ripped grey t-shirt and tattered jeans. Her face was stained with dirt, too. It almost looked like she hadn't bathed in a few weeks. The thief seemed to know that she wasn't getting away anytime soon and stopped putting up a fight. This made Mizuki wonder if she knew how to use her quirk or if she had one at all.

"Why'd you take my bag?" Mizuki demanded.

The girl didn't answer, only staring at her for a moment before looking to the side.

"Answer me, or I'll get the police involved." The bluenette placed her hands on her hips. "I should call them anyway no matter what you say."

Violet eyes continued to burn into the distance. Why she didn't look up at Mizuki, she didn't know. The older girl couldn't tell if the thief was too stubborn or too scared to speak. She almost looked...homeless. Her cheekbones were slightly sunken in and she had dark bags under her eyes.

"Where are your parents?" Mizuki decided to ask softly.

The girl didn't answer this time. Instead, her stomach growled loudly. Her cheeks flushed with heat and she hid her face in her arms.

Mizuki tilted her head slightly and sighed before crouching down. "Are you hungry?"

The girl hesitated to look up, but eventually did. She seems nervous to make eye contact but nods anyway.

Mizuki undoes the zipper of her bag and reaches inside. She pulls out a small bento box with an oceanic design on the outside. "If you promise that you won't run away and will answer my questions, I'll let you have what's left of my lunch. If you run away I'll chase you down again and call the police, okay? Does that sound like a deal?"

She crouches down again so the girl doesn't strain her neck to look up. The (h/c) thief nods again, and slowly sits up on her knees when Mizuki allows the water tether to vanish. She still doesn't say anything, only resting her hands in her lap and lowering her violet eyes to the blue lunch box in her hands.

"I-I'm...sorry." The girl's voice is so quiet that the older child nearly doesn't hear it. Her voice sounds worn, like it hasn't been used in awhile.

Mizuki extends the bento box out to the girl after removing the top including a pair of chopsticks. "You only did it because you were hungry, right?"

The girl nods again, taking both gently and looking at the black chopsticks. She doesn't know how to use them but doesn't know how to say it. She places one in her off hand and uses the other to stab at the food, deciding she'll use her hand for the rice balls.