No! You're not listening to me! [How was this woman so strong?! She had such a petite frame, but he nearly stumbled forward when she pulled at his arm. Izuku digs his heels in, but he feels like if she really tried, even that wouldn't be enough to stop his movement. If only he could use One For All...!]
You're panicking, but you have to listen! [Says the boy three seconds from having his bones possibly shatter] Please! Listen to me! There is no one hurting me, no one is coming for me, but if you make me leave this booth, then I will get hurt!
[He reaches out--arm screaming in protest--and grabs one of the poles from the hair display. Hopefully that would be enough to stall for time if his feet failed.]
The only way to stop it from happening again is if I stay within fifteen steps of this kiosk, or the simulation-- [Another crack--and suddenly Izuku's ring finger is the same color purple as his pinky, a gust of wind the only indication that anything had happened. It hurts, like it had when he was unable to control One For All--but his grip remains firm on the pole.]
--just! Trust me, okay! [He speaks through gritted teeth, wincing.]
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You're panicking, but you have to listen! [Says the boy three seconds from having his bones possibly shatter] Please! Listen to me! There is no one hurting me, no one is coming for me, but if you make me leave this booth, then I will get hurt!
[He reaches out--arm screaming in protest--and grabs one of the poles from the hair display. Hopefully that would be enough to stall for time if his feet failed.]
The only way to stop it from happening again is if I stay within fifteen steps of this kiosk, or the simulation-- [Another crack--and suddenly Izuku's ring finger is the same color purple as his pinky, a gust of wind the only indication that anything had happened. It hurts, like it had when he was unable to control One For All--but his grip remains firm on the pole.]
--just! Trust me, okay! [He speaks through gritted teeth, wincing.]