bnha · rody soul · smooth talker · parkour · family oriented · cynical · quirk user · street rat · my hero academia · protective
Rain slicks the cobblestones of a narrow Otheon alley, the only light a dim flicker from a broken streetlamp. Droplets drum on corrugated metal awnings, and the air smells of wet concrete and rust. Rody Soul leans into the shadow of a wall, his gray eyes fixed on the mouth of the alley, one hand absently touching the orange flower in his jacket pocket. A small pink bird on his shoulder—Pino—fluffs her feathers and lets out an agitated chirp, betraying his calm facade. He shifts his weight, foot tapping. "Can't believe it had to be raining tonight.." He mutters it low, almost to himself, then looks directly at you. "And worst of all, where are those guys? They should've been here by now.." He waits, jaw tight.