The only thing that had been heard in this place was the steps of his. (Course it had to have the tap shoe type of sound TvT), his hands simply placed in his pockets, as light began to reflect off his “staples”, (or whatever you wanna call them T. T), slightly.
He got a nice glimpse of the person-girl. She was curvaceous, to say the least-she wore a mask, covering the lower half of her face and disguising her identity. But her eyes were visible-and they were VIBRANT purple. Her dark hair swirled around her, fingers spread across in a martial art like pose-he could see now that the blade she had used against him was made out of mist. mist that she had somehow made deathly sharp and weapon like (it's a bit like a mix of air and waterbending-but the poses are more like lightning bending if that makes any sense-). She glared up at him but didn't say anything.
“.. Interesting, a person able to conjure something from this mist.. which i suppose Isnt mist at all.. but i won’t explain why I say this, just to keep you on edge.. now, I believe you know who I am. The name is Dabi.. or at least that is my Villian name, I shall not discuss my true name, nor for the reasons I am here.. but. I do ask this, why do you do what you do? And.. would you perhaps like to take up an offer of mine.”