18 Dec 2018
All Namashī Eiji ever wanted was to be a hero. To help people, to make the world a better place.
She’s just doing it differently than people expected, that’s all.
Namashī Eiji didn’t get into the hero course. In fact, she didn’t even try. She goes to a normal high school in her hometown, lives with her parents, and works part time at a thrift shop on the corner.
Redwood works her way up the ranks of a new group of villains, The Answer. Tasked as a recruiter, she’s set on the right path for revenge.
They’re not friends, exactly. They’re just people with shared history working together for an extended period of time, who sometimes eat lunch together. But they’re not friends.
Eiji doesn’t want to be her friend, she wants to be her mentor.
And maybe eat lunch together more often.
And that face, she knows that face. It’s a familiar face, not one that stands out particularly but one she remembers all the same. It’s a face she’s seen on television, a student from one of the hero schools.
He cannot be allowed upstairs.
Eiji smiles her best customer service smile.
“How may I help you?”
16 Sep 2018
It wasn’t running away. Not really.
Sometimes Connor just needed to leave, that’s all. So he’d pack a bag full of spare t-shirts and drive as far away as he could get on a half-empty gas tank, and he’d live there for the night.
But it didn’t count, because it wasn’t for real. He always went back.