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"Ah'm not lookin’." You state repeatedly, both to yourself and anyone hearing. "Honestly Ah don't even wanna hold this thing, considerin' no one consented to anythin' innit. That shit's nightmarish."
Only after the screen goes black do you let your arm relax.
>"...Ya, that kinda ruins the pics, don’t it?" Pony comments, digging a bit with her hoof.
Bakugo, for his part, stops in front of you snarling and holding his hand out, giving one last brief glance to Pony.
>"I'll remember this, gluestick." He tells her before looking back to you, making it clear the last minute or two will forever be held against her. "Now give it to me and let's all go on with our days. We can even pretend this shitshow never happened."
>"What about the villain's trail?" Shoto asks. His question was seemingly directed at Bakugo, but his gaze stays on you.
>What do you do?
>[Hand it to Bakugo. If you were in those pictures, taken against your will, you'd like nothing more than for them to disappear. "Here, don't make me regret trusting you with this, Bakugo. Please blow that card to smithereens."]
>[Hand it to Shoto. If you were in those pictures, taken against your will, you'd like the villain who did it to get the book thrown at him. "Hope it helps, or at least makes the creep pay."]
>[If what Bakugo wants is the hardware and Shoto wants to hand over the data, a compromise would be simple, if you can pry the damn thing open and pull out the memory card. "Let's just… Be smarter about this." [Hands 4d10]]
>[Fuck it all, spike it into the sidewalk yourself. "There. Done. Nothin' more to worry about. Guy's behind bars, pictures gone… That's as good as it gets."]
>[Write in.]
