Upon entering Kirishima tossed his Jacket amongst the ground and glared, awaiting acknowledgement in which he rather quickly gained from his peers.
What layed in the jacket was no doubt dead, spewing a blood like substance from its mouth.
Toga smiled and ran to it, dropping to her knees almost lovingly.
Just to cradle it's corpse softly.

Tomura, who not long arrived glanced to his partner and tolerably gave notice.

"The fuck is this?" Kirishima scowled, striding in with what would be described as authority.

"One of our tests" Tomura simply stated "I'd say it was a success"

Kirishima laughed humourously and bellowed in to contain it.

"A success?! That thing was a rat's ass compared to a success!" He yelled "wrong place! Wrong time! And wrong person! I hope you know this could blow our entire operation into the water!"

Glaring Tomura glanced away to Mist.

"That's why we do tests, we must know the limits of our creation" he vividly explained.

As much as Kirishima felt the need to barter their head in towards his comrades they was right, tests were done for this exact purpose.
However, that doesn't give an excuse for how it was followed through.
It should have been discrete and silent, not informing the entire nation of a raging quirk on the brink of collapse.

"The specimen needs a physical form to latch onto, it was foolish to pick that girl" Kirishima stated

"How was I meant to know she had an anatomy quirk?" Tomura only chuckled in response.

Upon impulsive instinct Kirishima pressed his finger against Tomura's chest and temptingly shoved him with it.

"Do your Fucking research then!" He spat

Tomura stared, glancing down to the gesture and scoffing.

"My research doesn't consist of...urgh, intermingling with them egotistical parasites you call hero's"

He grinned.

"My research is here", gesturing to Shinso who remained immobilised within his chamber "I've done my end of the bargain...I'm starting to fear it is you who is falling behind"

Glancing away Kirishima crossed his arms and childishly pouted "don't worry about me, I can handle it just fine" while refusing to acknowledge Shinso's clearly distressed condition.

The injured soul stared and if not for the water would have been tearing, at first that wavering excitement, that finally, finally! Someone had come for him...though that dramatic downfall once realising his demise and fate had still yet to be changed
His skin was numb and mind a haze, it was a surprise he was conscious at all considering his experience.

"Alright, I believe you..." Tomura stared

Out of pure curiosity the red head glanced to Toga's cradling content and asked "how does it work?" In a mild, shallow tone.

"Hm?" Tomura questioned before smiling "oh it's simple; highly breed Micii devoratori combined with a vibration quirk [so gratefully provided by Toga] drains our Mind freak here"

Toga giggled and watched closely.

"Therefore, this encourages the specimen to be attracted to what many call low frequency brainwaves. It's all a matter of instinct from then on as they eventually latch itself onto its host. Then practically any command ridden through this computer they will obey."

As impressive as it sounded the display shown made it excruciatingly difficult to believe it could prove useful in any particular fight.

"Mineta said you put it down her throat, that's not at all efficient when in combat" Kirishima stated

"I'm currently working on a more... plausible method, that was just temporary" Mist replied, standing close by Tomura who nodded in approval.

"Right...well, from now on give me a day's notice in advance to any of these...'tests', you're lucky this time that no one managed to see that...THING" he sighed, finally managing to endure a calming heart rate.

"Fine" was all Tomura said in response "but I don't see how you socialising with them hero's is helping us"

"I'm bonding...plus, I've got real close with one of them...maybe he could join us and give us an onsite of the schools plans" Kirishima replied, forcing upon a smile.

He knew the answer to that was most certainly a no...but there's no harm in hoping.

"Now, I must be going, otherwise they'll send a search party out for me" he added, turning to take his leave.

Dabi watched closely and maintained a blank expression, merely staring.

"Whatcha thinking?" Toga questioned, kneeling upon his shoulder.

"Nothing important" he spat bitterly in response, glancing to her.

"Liar~"

Walking from the fortress Kirishima sighed softly to himself, just reconciling the bleak sky turning sickly.
His haste walk transformed to a lundging sprint as rain began to litter the air, no doubt a light drizzle but soaking never the less.
All the way back to UA dorms he ran, cutting across the grass rather than taking the shimmering pavement.
As soon as he fingertips traced the doorknob something knocked against his stomach.
Worry?

"Grab him! Quick!" Sero yelled as he very carefully peeked in.

Torn up curtains and scratched away sofa corners obsessed his vision and with the blink of an eye a feline leapt forward into his gelled up hair

At first startled Kirishima took the small blonde creature from his hair and stared amongst it's viscous glare.
It seemed to soften at the sight of him and express more to a relax motion.

"What...is happening?" Kirishima questioned, looking to whomever was in the room with him.

It appeared to be only Sero and Ash having the courage to pursue the animal, and even they stood exhausted.

"That uhm..." Sero panted "he got quirked, by that... you get what I mean" he Chuckles to finish, stretching up his back.

"And out of all things it turned him to a cat? Bakugou that is" Kirishima said

"Uhm, yeah...Mr Aizawa said it must have been completely coincidental...but don't worry, it should ware off by morning...thank the heavens" Ash smiled, alas having the deprived chance to sleep.

She headed up while Sero taped up Kaminari, practically dragging him to the elevators.
"Night!" He yelled as the doors closed.

"Heh...night" Kirishima replied and a lighter tone before glancing down to what was supposedly his lover.

It was staring up at him blatantly, sniffing and licking softly at his damp wear.
Kirishima couldn't help but smile as he carried him off to his room.

"Mow!" Bakugou leapt to the sheets as Kirishima dropped face down into them, groaning loudly with the comfort of the blanket to silence it slightly.

He stayed there momentarily, only to gain several swats of a paw against his hair to attract his attention up.
Suddenly, he was blessed with the presence of soft purrs brushing up against his cheek, a flexing back of fur crawling into his arms and swirling into a tight ball lovingly.

"Awwwww...cute"