With the familiar heat of flames radiating against his legs, all Todoroki could muster was a low groan. He pulled himself out of him crumpled blankets to meet a foreign figure. Blinking sleep out his eyes, it took him a second to realize that, in fact, a menacing looking figure was at the edge of his bed.
The man was tall and pale, almost blending into the walls of the dorm. His sharp face glared at him with a quiet anger. An expression Todoroki shared out of sleep deprivation rather than vexation. He was dressed in a deep scarlet robe, a gold ribbon tightly tied against his waist. He looked like he came from long ago - his clothes were in stark contrast with Todoroki's shark pajamas.
From the palm of his hands was a small, yet steady flame. Fire Quirk, huh. Squinting at his face, Todoroki saw a patch of pale pink across his cheek, disrupting his fair complexion. It was a… scar. He felt an odd feeling in his stomach. Not quite pain, or nausea, more just unpleasant.
Gaining lucidity, Todoroki leaped of the mattress, getting into a defensive pose. Mimicking the man, he spawned a flame, hot against his palm.
The man gasped, stepping back.
"Another firebender… With an identical scar! Either way, I would like it if you assisted me, no idea where I am…"
Todoroki raised his eyebrow. Firebender? He didn't recall any other names for Quirks. Ever when you talked to people in foreign countries, if you mentioned Quirks there eyes would light up in understanding.
Before the stranger could continue, Todoroki took advantage of man's momentary vulnerability. With a thrust of his hands, the man's legs were frozen to to floor. Too easy. Todoroki glanced at the digital clock on his bedside table. He swore against his breath. Two hours late… Which means basically everyone's at school. Which means he's alone. Great.
Todoroki jerked his head back once he hear a mix of spluttering and gasping.
"There is only one avatar, Aang… I-it's impossible to control more than one…" The man trailed off clenching and unclenching his fists. His pale, gold eyes met Todoroki with a fiery intensity. However, Todoroki saw a bit of fear in his eyes, or more, confusion.
"I must be dreaming…" The man concluded softly. He left his arm to his side and closed his eyes.
Before Todoroki could react, his collapsed limp onto the floor, cracking the ice secured around his ankles.
Todoroki ran his fingers through his hair. This was… This was a problem.