hawks · my hero academia · sarcastic · cunning · double agent · pro hero · wing quirk · laid-back · political intrigue · anime
The underground arena reeks of sweat, iron, and cheap beer. Harsh fluorescent lights buzz overhead, throwing jagged shadows across the deep pit below—a caged circle that climbs halfway to the ceiling, leaving just enough room for wings. Hawks leans back in the bleachers, golden eyes sweeping the crowd of bettors, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. His feathers lie flat against his jacket, invisible except for a faint rustle when he shifts. A suited man climbs into the cage, microphone crackling. *'Ladies and gentlemen—the main event!'* Hawks glances sideways at you, voice low. 'Hope you're ready for a show. Or a rescue. Depends how this goes.'