WEEK 1: April 2nd - April 6th

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Peace Week

Sunday must have been exhausting for you, maybe even upsetting. A new town, new faces and a an ominous order from a man without a face... who wouldn't be a little frightened? Hopefully, all of that is forgotten when you climb out from under your blankets this fine Monday. Rise and shine! A new morning is a new start!

If you make your way to the lounge, you will find a few copies of the local newspaper provided for your perusal. Once you go outdoors, you'll find the weather forecast 100% accurate. It's pretty impressive.

It seems that quiet mornings like this are going to be your everyday life now. Maybe you should see this whole stay as a vacation? Go out and explore the town, meet your fellow motel guests and meet the townspeople. They're sure to welcome you with a smile!

This week's special in the diner is lemon pie made with love (and a top-secret recipe)

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[Welcome to the peace week! This week there won't be a murder nor a task. Enjoy the peace while it lasts! If you want to contact the Sergeant, please post here!]

Comments

[amburere]

[ Hot stuff, really. Bird romanticisms are one thing, but fire is personal. This time Dabi leans forward, closing what little distance there was left between them; his smile mercurial. ]

D'ya always talk like you're chasing tail as much as the hero charts? Or is it just 'cause of the toasty atmosphere?  [ Oh so helpfully, the temperature in their bubble of warmth begins to rise. Not unbearably so, but judging by the flicker of flames on Dabi's arms, that could easily change in a matter of seconds. ]

[icariot]

[Two can play at that game— Hawks ruffles his feathers and pulls hit wings forward to make their bubble that much smaller.

His response is quiet and low—almost intimate.] The hero charts are a joke. If I’ve climbed high it’s from others coasting. [Hes said as much at the last ranking announcement. ] Never would’ve thought you’d consider yourself easy over one nickname.

[Forget about toeing lines, Hawks is determined to stomp on them it seems.]

[amburere]

[ If it's a contest between who melts first—he doesn't care, even as the staples on his hands start to tingle. The temperature rises a few more degrees as he regards the other man with an unblinking, even gaze. ]

Easy, huh? [ The intimacy between them provides many opportunities, but it doesn't take Dabi long to settle on one. Pluck. He had held off a few days ago in taking some of Hawks' feathers, and that was long enough. It's just a few, not enough to be noticeable—unlike how they instantly go up in flame as he holds them in his fingers. ]

Yeah, this is easy.

[icariot]

[Ow-- there goes some of his secondary coverts. The forced removal stings, and is unexpected enough that that wing flinches back slightly before Hawks corrects it. The surprise got him more than actual pain, and it quickly simmers into annoyance. The feathers aren't from a very noticeable spot and should grow back soon enough, but it rubs him wrong to lose them at all, especially in a non combat situation.]

Really? The feathers?

[way to ruin the mood dabi]

[amburere]

I owed ya, remember? [ Is it really his fault he likes to play rough? But hey, for as much as that annoyed Hawks, Dabi seems perfectly content now. He'll even adjust the heat to a more comfortable level, as he rubs the ashes between his fingers. Not a "sorry" but maybe it's something? And then after a beat he adds. ]

Still a pretty birdie without 'em, don't worry.

[icariot]

[Hawks lets go of the annoyance, it won't do anything to help him, and embraces the fact that the feathers will be back. The heat cooling slightly helps too, and Hawks moves his wings back to a less encroaching distance. He runs his fingers through the spot absently as he replies]

Thanks, that means so much to me. [sarcasm aside, he continues in a teasing tone] Let's see if you still think that when they get all itchy as they grow. It's always more irritated when I don't send the feathers out myself. [Useless info about his quirk makes a good peace offering, right?]

[amburere]

Anytime. [ Shaking out the remaining flecks of ash, he leans back into his typical slouch. His right hand goes into his pocket, while his left thumb traces the staples embedded in his skin. There's obviously something on his mind, his reaction delayed when Hawks is done speaking. When he locks eyes onto the pro hero, that's clearly been pushed aside. ]

Uh-huh. Y'know, maybe I'll move some of our meetings to isolated stoops in adverse weather.

[icariot]

[The pensive behavior isn't odd to watch in Dabi, but the unfocused look is new. Even with that display, Hawks blinks at the seeming non sequitur.]

Are you enjoying your role as personal heater that much?

[Still lighthearted words, but Hawks' eyes are sharp as he watches for more body language tells.]

[amburere]

[ Not today, Hawks. Whatever thoughts were running unfettered in his mind have been pushed back down. Back to his default sarcastic deadpan. ]

Yeah, I might just give up villainy for it. [ His tone does all the eyerolling for him, and the pro hero get a nice flare of heat as an added punctuation. Toasty. After the warmth is gone completely. ]

Enjoy your freezerburn, birdie. [ Get it? Dabi doesn't really care either way, his other hand sliding into his pocket as he makes to walk off (pushing side Hawk's wings if he has to). Apparently he's decided this conversation is over, but it doesn't really seem like a bad thing. It's subtle, but his mood has slightly improved since they started. ]