[ There are options, here. Only some. Ropes aren't so popular in his world now: they're too easy to break, to corrode, to burn, to cut, and the odds aren't insignificant that a hostage could be capable of doing at least one. Anyone who could afford it—villain and hero alike—would prefer the sturdy, high-tech cuffs that would even cancel out the Quirk of anyone restrained in them. Still, All For One had seen to his thorough education; who knew when he might be without funds, without resources, slumming it in some abandoned construction site?
He goes for a simpler option, one that doesn't involve any furniture. Manipulating the rope is more of a struggle than it used to be, less the three fingers on his left hand and yet retaining his habit of not touching anything with all digits on his right. The concentration needed makes him frown, though the rope gradually shapes into a loose pair of handcuffs to be slipped over Cyram's wrists. Then, some tugging and shuffling with the knot tightens the loops until he eliminates the slack in the rope, and a stopper knot—another slight struggle—locks it all into place.
Finally, he takes the remaining trailing ends of the rope and gives them a sharp tug. Whether Cyram pitches forward or not, it's his signal that he's finished. ]
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He goes for a simpler option, one that doesn't involve any furniture. Manipulating the rope is more of a struggle than it used to be, less the three fingers on his left hand and yet retaining his habit of not touching anything with all digits on his right. The concentration needed makes him frown, though the rope gradually shapes into a loose pair of handcuffs to be slipped over Cyram's wrists. Then, some tugging and shuffling with the knot tightens the loops until he eliminates the slack in the rope, and a stopper knot—another slight struggle—locks it all into place.
Finally, he takes the remaining trailing ends of the rope and gives them a sharp tug. Whether Cyram pitches forward or not, it's his signal that he's finished. ]