talkyourwayout: (Mild curiosity)
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With a soft sigh, Louie drummed his fingers against the library table where he sat. He and his brothers had been back in school for about a year, and he had to say, he was not a fan of how much the workload had increased in the years been out of classes. Learning via life experience on adventures with the family had been more stressful, of course, but the thing was-- It still happened. And now he also had to do homework!

Not to mention things like this group project, where he and a classmate had to research a historical figure and creatively present the information they learned. Learning was fine, presenting to the class less so... And spending so much time at the library was particularly disagreeable to Louie. At least the boy he'd been paired with for the project was alright? Yeah Izuku was pretty nerdy, but that was nothing Louie wasn't constantly surrounded with at home. So far, Louie's only complaint was that Izuku was running a couple minutes late this afternoon.
noimpulsecontrol: (hey little guy!)
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Grocery shopping was about as far from an adventure as one could get, but it often came with motherhood, which meant Della was happy to do it. And at least this wasn't a full shopping trip, but rather, an "emergency" request for more Pep, made by Louie. That meant it had gone quickly, and now all that was left was to bring the bags back to the car - Donald had handed over the keys to his station wagon with extreme reluctance, even though she hadn't gotten into a spontaneous street race in nearly twenty years - and then head back to the mansion.

But as Della set the bag of soda down in the backseat and turned to get in the car, she spotted someone familiar. Sure, she didn't know Fenton very well - mostly she just knew he was Gyro's assistant or something, the poor guy - but she was always happy to make conversation. She leaned away from the car so he'd be able to see her, then waved and called out to him, "Hey! Fenton!"
noimpulsecontrol: (eyeroll)
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It had been a long flight out east for the family, and Della had been in the extreme minority when it came to the vote of "should she and Launchpad split flying time?"... Sure, Della'd accepted Launchpad as someone with promise as a pilot. He really tried, and he could crash like nobody else. If he had to fly the Cloudslayer sometimes, she could live with that.

But he didn't have to fly when she was right there!

So once they'd landed in China, Della had needed some time to cool off from the stress of it all. And then, well, a series of distracting finds and interesting incidents had left her absolutely lost, and all those pictures she'd taken with her cellphone had drained the battery dry.

That left her with one option: Find the hangar where they'd landed and wait around there. The only problem? Well...

"Who made this map? I know I've passed this pond, like, four times already!"

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