As light began to return to her eyes, Uraraka slowly but surely became aware of her current condition. Her hands had been placed in some sort of containment device that linked her arms together. Immobilizing her as well as eliminating the possibility of her using her quirk. The high-tech cuffs had left her chained to a nearby post, meaning she had been captured. A quick glance to her surroundings suggested she was in an abandoned building. Through a broken window, she was able to confirm said building to be in the dilapidated area of the city. She was still in costume, so that was something, but she was in no position to trigger her signal device.

"Look who's awake."

With the deep voice, Uravity quickly returned to all-business mode, recognizing who had abducted her while she was on patrol.

"Sub-Conscious," she spat. "Thought you'd learned your lesson last time."

The villain, dressed in business attire, but with satellite receiver dishes attached to each shoulder, and with wires connecting them to a helmet, merely chuckled. "Feh heh heh, your little boyfriend and the ghost man may have slowed progress on the operation, but I assure you, this time my plans will go off without a hitch."

"And what makes you think that?"

"That greenhorn will most certainly not dare get near me so long as I have you," he proclaimed, "his concern for you only weakens him. Makes him vulnerable. Exactly what I need to leverage my operations without the League's interference."

"I'd figure with a brain like yours and that Knock-Out Beam ability, you'd be a shoe-in for membership if you asked nice enough," the brunette heroine joked.

"Please," Sub-Conscious scoffed, "I could care less for those fools' perspectives on Hero Society. I am a businessman."

"With no love for actual business law," Uravity finished.

"I fear you don't comprehend the position you're in, young lady," the man threatened.

"Your quirk's been documented. You can knock me out for 30 minutes at a stretch, but the cooldown period means your max time decreases if you haven't had a home-cooked meal to speed things along. Half an hour's not enough time for that," she replied. "And if you aren't handing me to the League, what are you doing?"

A buzzing noise came from the Zero-Gravity Heroine's belt, signaling her phone going off. "I'll take that," the villain said, snatching the device.

Uravity rolled her eyes at what was about to occur, and began idly tapping her feet.

Deku's voice came through the speaker, "Uravity, you haven't reported back. Everything okay?"

"I'm afraid your girlfriend's a bit tied up at the moment," Sub-Conscious joked.

Uravity audibly groaned in the midst of her toe-tapping. "Really?" she asked.

"...what do you want, Sub-Conscious?"

"Ah, you recognize your newest and greatest adversary already! Very good," the madman boasted, "Now then, the safe return of your sweetheart is assured so long as you steer clear of me. Perhaps take the week off to recover from such a difficult ordeal you've both been through."

Uravity decided to chime in, "He's right, talking to him has been just agonizing."

"Sarcasm doesn't fit you, dear," Sub-Conscious snarked, "now..."

*beep*

The villain was taken aback. "Did... did he hang up on me?"

"I would, in his position," Uravity noted.

"Trouble in paradise?" the kidnapper cracked.

The captive heroine smiled, "Did you know that an old friend was joining Deku on patrol today?"

"Hmm?"

"Hearing Hero: Earphone Jack," Uravity clarified. "Who was probably listening in on the call."

Sub-Conscious pondered this. "So?"

"I can see a street sign through that window."

The villain's eyes went wide as he turned to confirm that, yes, the intersection they were located on was plainly visible.

"And the toe-tapping?" she reminded him, punctuating it with a few more taps. "Morse code."

The next noise either of them heard were the sound of crumbling bricks.

"You know the problem with businessmen villains?"

The voice of the up-and-coming hero served to scare Sub-Conscious out of his wits.

"It's so hard to pin anything on them. But kidnapping a hero? Well..." From the cloud of dust and debris caused by the broken-down wall, emerged a man in green, smiling without a care in the world. "Makes my job easier."

"Umm-"

A swift kick to the jaw dropped the foe to the floor, quickly ending the less-than-brilliant businessman's schemes in a matter of moments.

With that annoyance out of the way, Deku turned to address his girlfriend, "Sorry I'm late, I wasn't sure which corner of the intersection you meant."

"I'm sure I tapped that out..." she muttered, "but you came running before I was done, didn't you?"

A light application of the man's immense strength quickly destroyed the cuffs. "Guess I'm not as clever as you in a crisis," he lamented.

Uravity rubbed at her wrists. "Hey, I'm the one who wasn't paying attention and got captured. You're the big damn hero."

"I wouldn't have know where to go without you keeping a level head, though."

"I had a level head 'cause I knew you'd save me," she reassured. "You always do."

"Can't help it," he admitted sheepishly. "I think about you in trouble, and my whole body just says 'go'."

"Get this," Uravity recounted, "he said your concern for me makes you weak."

Deku barely suppressed a laugh. "Of course not. You make me want to be even better."

"I know!" she replied, scoffing at the fool of a villain. "Moron."