[ Accepting the plant back, Shouto heaves a quiet but still heavy sigh, looking down at the bane of his existence. At least Izuku is good to talk to, doesn't maintain the stereotype of being maniacal the way so many other necromancers he's met do. True, there are more reclusive ones, the ones that just want to keep to themselves, but Izuku is a bright spot in the taboo magic.
And he has a happy plant in his hands. He can feel the magic in it, the trace that is undeniably Izuku. ]
A healer probably shouldn't be killing things, even if it's plants. [ Even Fuyumi teases him about it, and it's her. ] I appreciate you bringing them back, though.
[Even under Shouto's care it should be fine for a week. It's not like he minds a frequent visitor, the shop gets lonely when nobody comes in. Necromancers have a reputation, but just because a lot of them are evil doesn't mean they all are. Izuku's sure that every magic has a way to be helpful, even if it's not necessarily the usual way people use it.
Necromancy has it's perks, reuniting pet owners with their beloved animals. Rescuing plants from people with brown thumbs- even when they'd like to have green ones. He can make that happen for the low, low price of a spark of his magic and coaxing them back from the dead.]
Well... No, probably not. But you can't help what you're bad at when it comes to magic.
My shop is always open to you, Todoroki-kun. If you just want to stop by to chat, that's fine too.
[ Given the fact that Izuku is the only necromancer that Shouto has any interactions with willingly, let alone associates with, he knows that there's the exception to every rule. He's biased, though, given the other reason why he keeps coming here despite the fact he doesn't always have to.
He looks down at the plant in his hands, narrowing his eyes a little at it like it's personally spited him. As if he hasn't bought a bunch of plants just to see which one will die first so that he can take it to Midoriya Izuku's shop, though. ]
No, I suppose not. [ He sighs, but then goes still with that. Ah, busted, probably. ] ... I'd say that I wouldn't want to impose, but I've been here often enough that I know all of your regulars.
[The plant hasn't done anything but try to quietly live its life, Shouto. Don't look a the poor thing like that.
He chuckles as he watches Shouto interact with his plant.]
I have extra room, I don't think anybody would question you if you wanted to stop by. Besides, it can get a little lonely when nobody needs my services.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
And he has a happy plant in his hands. He can feel the magic in it, the trace that is undeniably Izuku. ]
A healer probably shouldn't be killing things, even if it's plants. [ Even Fuyumi teases him about it, and it's her. ] I appreciate you bringing them back, though.
[ A lot. ]
no subject
Necromancy has it's perks, reuniting pet owners with their beloved animals. Rescuing plants from people with brown thumbs- even when they'd like to have green ones. He can make that happen for the low, low price of a spark of his magic and coaxing them back from the dead.]
Well... No, probably not. But you can't help what you're bad at when it comes to magic.
My shop is always open to you, Todoroki-kun. If you just want to stop by to chat, that's fine too.
no subject
He looks down at the plant in his hands, narrowing his eyes a little at it like it's personally spited him. As if he hasn't bought a bunch of plants just to see which one will die first so that he can take it to Midoriya Izuku's shop, though. ]
No, I suppose not. [ He sighs, but then goes still with that. Ah, busted, probably. ] ... I'd say that I wouldn't want to impose, but I've been here often enough that I know all of your regulars.
no subject
He chuckles as he watches Shouto interact with his plant.]
I have extra room, I don't think anybody would question you if you wanted to stop by. Besides, it can get a little lonely when nobody needs my services.