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Post by Mega on Dec 18, 2020 15:36:36 GMT -4
 For better or worse, Mega had completed her first Hero class for 1-B. The experience itself aside, she was just glad that it was over. This whole circadian rhythm thing was really messing with her, and the worst of it was right when the switch was made. Just as sharks are more nocturnal hunters, typically because of her sensitivity to light and natural closeness to the Megalodon she herself struggles to function during the day. So it was to no surprise that after the class she dismissed herself fairly quickly and retreated to the staff lounge.
The paperwork could certainly wait until after she was done sleeping. She just had to copy over some observations from various students, something about tests and scores to get a grounded starting point for her foray into the school curriculum. She figured something like that could wait, because like many things Ms. Fukunaga just liked to decide things on the spot, and for better or worse essential work was put into the unessential category of her priorities.
Coming to think of it, Mega was working with other teachers, right? Sprawled seemingly on her back, it'd become apparent with brief detective work that she was in fact laying on top of a couch- it was just hidden entirely underneath her, backrest and all. She vividly recalled when her mind tuned in ever so slightly from her almost hibernation-like nap murmurs and shuffling of feet. The world of quirks were weird, and it wasn't like her quirk and conditions weren't listed during her interview and whatnot- people would just have to understand.
That was about the last waking thought Mega had as fully clad in a massive suit eclipsing a 2-4 person couch she'd completely fall asleep. Through the grating that she spoke through, a comical little bubble seemed to pop between the grill, inflating and deflating in the rhythm of her breathing. The truth of the matter was Mega slept for... Around seventy percent of each day, leaving her with under eight hours of activity. It wasn't really a lifestyle choice, but an embraced drawback of her quirk- sleep isn't necessarily so bad? She had great dreams, and she was old enough to know when to be awake to get the things that needed to be done, done.
And so it seemed like a cheeky start to the afternoon had started, with the new arrival not so stealthily trying to battle her incredibly powerful urge to sleep during the day- failing miserably. On some deeper level, she wanted to be woken up so she could get used to being up for a couple hours of daylight each day. |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Dec 19, 2020 6:27:56 GMT -4
"Uuugh... hope they give that transfer a look..."
Since a fair few of the school's teachers had went off to try and put more focus on their hero careers, Mia was still here, grading papers, running homeroom for 3A. Not entirely horrid, she had her favorite student in that class afterall. The issue came from the fact she was about to graduate, and Mia still had to do teacher duty as punishment for the fuck ups she'd had over the past year. Even with her overcoming the rage drawback of her quirk, it seems they weren't about to go easy on her with that mandated service... hopefully the request to transfer to head of combat class would at least do her some good. She'd practically been running a tonne of those classes anyway since the actual teacher for it had left.
With Homeroom just about done Mia was gonna spend their free period getting their paperwork done in the lounge just so they didn't have to worry about it when they took Jasmine out in the field this afternoon. The kid had been a little down lately so Mia didn't wanna have any reason to have to call off their plans, but, as they approached the lounge room, it seemed someone else may put a stopper on all that... though it did earn a scoffing chuckle from Mia herself.
She'd heard there was a bigger heroine than her joining the staff but... jesus.
Easing herself into the lounge, closing the door quietly behind herself, ducking her horn under the doorframe, she just stood at the edge of the couch for a moment, looking over the behemoth taking up the main couch. It still stunned her sometimes there could be people this much bigger than her, but after taking down Muramasa her inferiority complex about that had long since dissipated. With a cheeky smirk, she gave a hard kick to the foot of the couch.
"Wakey wakey titan. They may not have told ya but they ain't much fans of us sleepin' on the job.~"
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Post by Mega on Dec 19, 2020 8:15:13 GMT -4
Her dreams consisted of many things, and often those things extended beyond abstract reflections of the real world and delved into something entirely of a creative branch- after all, she was asleep for more time in the span of a day than she was awake. Though this particular dream wasn't all that interesting, rather it was quite the opposite. Considering it was a desperate afternoon nap that was a result from trying to conform to a daytime schedule, it was a little nightmarish actually. Dolphins, a whole lot of dolphins was the summary of it. Needless to say being broken from the nightmare through a tough kick to the base of the couch had her very slightly jump (to the extreme misery of the couch supporting her).
"Aueih." Came the stunned and recovering garble from her mouth as she slowly came around to her senses. Still staring at the ceiling through the slots in her visor, her head pivoted ever so slightly to see what to her looked like a young adult of some kind. Truthfully, she was under the impression Mia might've been a third year in the teachers lounge- some schools were pretty lax with their students. However as her eyes adjusted further and painfully adjusted to the glow of the overhead light being cast down, she figured that wasn't the case. What the fellow teacher had said started to dawn on her in hindsight more than anything, told at a time when she had just barely woken up. Blinking as she shifted to sit up (which still masked two thirds of the couch) she would give a response.
"Really? I told them I need to sleep a lot during the interview." She said as a metallic digit went to slip into her visor to rub an eye. The disappointment when the ding of metal on metal sounded out only elicited a sigh from Mega, who as large as she was seemed defeated with small losses like that. The upside was that she was awake, while never wanting to admit it she knew she'd need to get used to her active time being during the day. The pain of bright lights, and the biological incompatibility with the warmer hours made it difficult, but little nudges to keep adjusting were a step in the right direction.
The teacher seemed to stand up with her head nearly pushing up one of the ceiling panels, moving just a few steps over to a round table with a clipboard on it. Clipped inside were a collection of different paper each detailing different 1-B students. She felt it appropriate considering she was a new teacher and the lackluster energy she was feeling from the understandably weary classes given the fluctuation in staff to run some tests. The lingering thoughts soon faded as she addressed her colleagues.
"I suppose either way I should get used to being up during the day. I apologize." She said turning around, giving Mia a once-over to determine how she should behave. There were a lot of people here from foreign countries, maybe they had a foreign teacher to teach English as well. Mia certainly didn't look like she was from Japan, with a sigh and a begrudging attempt to overcome her quirk ingrained aggressiveness she'd extend a hand forward. That was what Western people did for greetings, right? Mega was more used to bowing, but whatever- getting stuck on small inconveniences like that would just be embarrassing.
"My name is Mega- well, Fukunaga Masuyo." She started, now really starting to examine the mutations of Kearney's quirk. The horn and ears, albeit there being lots of depictions of the Japanese Oni, she definitely resembled some of the more popular ones. It was particular interesting considering she seemed to be a foreigner, but Mega did her best to not show the slight widening of her eyes from the surprise.
"That's a pretty iconic looking quirk you have there, it's no wonder you're a teacher here. How long have you been working at UA?" She asked, flipping and reading through more of her exam sheets on various students. She still had a whole lot to get used to with this teaching gig, perhaps a teaching vet would be a good person to have on her side for figuring out the logistics of it all. |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Dec 19, 2020 8:29:42 GMT -4
Mia smirked a little wider as the humungous woman stirred from their sleep... well, at least beyond the mask and the hero costume she assumed it was a woman. Kinda hard to make a judgement but they seemed to have a more feminine frame despite the muscles, just that different build of the 'muscular triangle' shape people tended to have when they put on muscle mass like this seemed more in line with her own build when she got espcecially angry and rage filled than some other bulky male heroes she'd seen out there. When the heroine rose to their feet, Mia did take a step back, her ticks regarding people taller than her not ENTIRELY gone it seemed as she realized just how large the other woman was but...
Eh. She could take her. That's all that matterred.
Even as the heroine stood however, Mia was quick to fall into one of the spare chairs to take a load off, exam papers tucked under her arm from a pop quiz she had to issue, some pages depicting trajectories of shots to help ensure students could make predictions about the drop off of a projectile over long distances, first aid questions, law questions and so on, just trying to give them a general idea of who was focusing on the material this year. "Well fair enough. Can't mark you down in my books if you need to sleep for your quirk. I mean I need to eat like a bear maybe you need to sleep like one. I ain't about to judge."
She ruffled through her papers for a moment before putting them aside noticing the hand being offerred to her, shifting out of her seat enough to catch the hand of the other Heroine and giving it a firm shake. Seemed they didn't know who she was but... well, she had been made a little obscure over the past year. A firm shake and she fell back into her own seat. "Mia Kearney, Red Horn, you can go with either. Just don't call be 'horny' like some of the kids do and we'll get on just fine." She teased with a sly grin, not actually minding that cheeky nickname some of the kids had run with thanks to Jasmine starting them off.
It was abundantly clear the heroine didn't know them when they asked how long they'd been a teacher, Mia chuckling a little as they sank deeper into their seat. "Remember that rampaging hero around April this year? Made a mess of a few blocks in Tokyo." She tapped her chest. "Right here. Having to teach was punishment, they needed to reduce my field hours while they made sure I could handle myself again."
(For context, Mia's quirk can lead to hulk like outbursts in extreme cases, this happened in april this year and while the public were told it was due to a villain injecting her with a drug, other heroes would know it was because of her own quirk.)
"So yeah, been stuck here since I ran amok... getting better at it but the paperwork still sucks." Tugging the coffee table closer, Mia landed her feet atop it like a footrest, smirking up towards Mega. "How about you? I assume I woulda seen you before so this your first day?"
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Post by Mega on Dec 19, 2020 9:51:33 GMT -4
Interestingly enough, when Mia went on to mention her having to sleep where she had to eat more, Masuyo would bring a hand to rub the back of her own neck awkwardly. It seemed like she'd soon reveal that perhaps she also needed to eat a lot in order to keep up her energy levels- it seemed her quirk didn't really make the acquisition of energy more efficient, being big had benefits but it also came with tremendous drawbacks that the forty year old Hero felt everyday.
"I also need to eat a lot as well, but I can't remember the last time I had proper food. Nowadays I get most of my food through a tube, can't really safely remove the helmet." She said as she ever so cautiously lowered down onto one of the more durable chairs available for larger heroes. Perhaps the school was even kind enough to get a chair for her, after all the lounge was a place she'd be frequenting as a new member of staff. On the topic of getting food, there were a few peculiarities about her suit. Particularly, a very industrial looking black hose seemed to run from a container at her side right into around the abdominal area of the suit. It likely wasn't difficult from that point to imagine where it went and what its function was; that was just another reality of dealing with her quirk.
Hearing Mia go on to describe a fairly big incident in the passed year, her eyes noticeably widened. In fact it did ring a bell, though whether or not she was involved or in even remote attendance depended largely on what time it was. Being a Hero that primarily operated in the dead of night when traffic was quiet and life was slow save for the stirring of crime meant she didn't have much of a reputation outside of her fans that knew of her back from the early days of quirker criminals and vigilantes, back when having a quirk was both a point of discrimination and superiority.
She seemed to only nod for Mia's introduction politely, just making a brief comment. "Sounds like a nickname expected of kids, they must trust you a lot to be brave enough to call you that." Then she further recalled the incident Mia had referenced to jog her memory. It seemed being in a suit all of the time had her mimicking normal itches and aches but strangely enough doing things like scratching the top of her helmet, rubbing the metal backplate over the top of her back, such and so forth.
"Redhorn... Ugh, yeah, I think I remember something like that. I'm most comfortable at night, so I'm usually absent from the daytime spotlight of Hero work and thereby miss a lot of big things. Though I recall seeing it on the news and well- like everyone I have government contacts that filled me in I guess. You made quite a scene back then, hopefully you don't beat yourself up over it. You're young, you might've just been a kid way back when, but there were times where stuff like that was normal and your elders killed Villains instead of putting them in handcuffs. So if anyone gives you a hard time over it, especially if they're around my age, they're hypocrites." Realizing she'd gone on well enough about the ordeal, she fell quiet for a moment and rummaged through some more papers. There were six students in 1-B that stood out to her as having potential, she wasn't about to convince herself everyone had a chance, she knew the world wasn't that kind. Some probably never had the tools to build good habits, but it wasn't her problem.
"Still, your punishment was teaching? Sounds ridiculous, like making a jewellery thief do community service as a bank teller. Though I guess it's no different than the turnover rates, substitute teachers, all of this organized vigilante-Hero nonsense is bound to be chaotic for the first decade. Probably more because they were desperate for teachers than trying to properly punish you." She cracked a half smirk.
"Maybe you should do what I do, get sidekicks that specialize in collateral mitigation to keep damage low. I gave up trying to hold back fighting a long time ago, while I can pull punches, even those can do significant damage. Honestly it makes life quite expensive, so much so it was worth hiring help to make things cheaper. Well, also keeping people safe. Didn't really prioritize civilian safety back before the recent law reforms."
Brushing an index finger against the metallic nose-like part of her helmet, a small ding was the only sound needed to alert Mega that she'd succumbed to the weird habit of treating the suit like her body. Having it on all of the time made that association all too obvious.
"As for today, you'd be right. My quirk is getting problematic, so in order to have a plausible cover story for why I'm only out there a few hours each day an old government contact told me about UA. Thought I'd give it a shot. I used to be a guard in a quirker containment facility, so I have experience being in an educational environment. After all, the quirkers there still had Human rights, so teachers and stuff would come and go all of the time. Remarkably like this, except with even less polish if you can believe that."
Flipping another page up on the clipboard, she just remarked on what she was doing.
"Decided to give a physical assessment to get a good idea of where they're all at. Some have been slacking, some haven't, I didn't want to just jump into the curriculum ignoring the fact that they've had a bit of a neglected education with how chaotic things are these days. Though well, back in my day if you wanted to be a Hero you just started beating the snot out of quirker criminals, having any official education is a privilege.
Speaking of, you're pretty young, but if you're teaching than you probably never got a proper Hero school education. Sorry about that, being that tough meant you must've been through a lot as a kid." Mega flipped another page, but she'd glance up to gauge Redhorns reaction to the things she said- particularly the final comment. |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Dec 20, 2020 7:35:13 GMT -4
Mia quirked a brow as she heard the other heroine mention she couldn't safely remove her helmet. Mia hadn't personally worked with them before so there was no obligatory brief where someone from the government ran her through what the other hero was capable of, or in the case of her helmet, what he drawbacks where. She remembered one of the kids showing her a manga with a 'demon of strength' who couldn't remove their mask at risk of turning into a monster, but somehow Mia doubted this was the exact same thing. "Is... is tube food tasty?" Was all she managed to come out with, curious enough for it to get through her caution on the topic.
With the comment on her nickname she gave a light scoff. "Ah I think some of them are lookin' for a fight, but thats just how these UA kids be ya know? Lookin' to challenge the biggest faces in the staff just to prove they can keep up with the actual pros." At least thats how Jasmine came off, and she'd been the one to come up with the nickname afterall. "I take it as an affectionate name though. I mean, if they were just scared of me or intimidated or didn't care they wouldn't even bother to come up with the name you know?"
With Mega seeming to mentally catch up with the situation of herself and the school, she gave a small nod. She used to be the number 1 hero but she'd long since kicked herself off that pedestal...eh, maybe next year, who knows. Whatever the case she wasn't about to get bummed out by old issues while talking to the new teacher opposite her. She did chuckle however when she said she could have been a kid back then. "It was earlier this year, and while I certainly prefer to be seen as younger, calling me a kid is maybe a little too young. I've got a pretty good career behind me too afterall.~" It was hard for her to make any judgements of how old the other woman was behind the mask, but she could at least get the vibe she had another 10 years on her from the way she spoke. "But nah, anyone wants to insult me for what happened? Fair enough. I caused some damage, I gotta own that. Just gotta make sure I don't use it as a crutch or an excuse, gotta improve, move forward, keep my head up on it all ya know?"
She snickered a little when the punishment of teaching came up. "Yeah, they were short of teachers, but I was banned from teaching combat lessons for a few months, and even now, its mostly a plot to keep me out of the field. If I'm teaching here, I'm not in the field. That's the main idea behind it at the end of the day. I was also put on probation from field work before that so it wasn't just the teaching thing either."
At the talk of sidekicks, she looked towards the lounge room door as if to gesture to the school as a whole outside this room. "Yeeeah well... not so many pros are eager to be sidekicks. When this year gaduates maybe I'll pick up a few as sidekicks, but hard to say. Plus, I don't really see any of them as er... 'collateral suppressants.' Heheheh~ I mean my top pick shoots explosions out of her hands!~"
Listening along Mia couldn't help but let out another little chuckle. "So they stick me here to keep me out of the field, and they stick you here to explain why you're not able to be in the field as much? Feels like they just stick all the problem heroes here for one reason or another." Another little chuckle and she added. "Though I'd say you definitely got the worse end of the deal here. I mean, at least you got permission to wack the criminals if they step outta line. Half these kids nearly kill you ya just give 'em detention." She was joking, of course.
Relaxing more as they continued talking, Mia didn't react much to the comment of her having a rough childhood cause she was tough. "Nah, I mean. Being a beefy kid didn't help but most of it came from having a red horn and pointy ears in a christian state. Shit's all in the past though." She shrugged casually. She didn't hold any hard feelings about her past.
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Post by Mega on Dec 21, 2020 3:18:42 GMT -4
With a relatively tiny pencil relative to the size of her metal gauntlet she'd scan over a paper and write down some notes. It was just a way of being efficient with her time, considering she was awake for so few hours with each day. With the question of how food tasted through a tube, there was a brief huff or one off chuckle as she thought about it. The tube went straight through her lower torso and fed into her stomach without her oesophagus or mouth coming into play. In that sense, it was absolutely tasteless, which is why she gave such a disappointed and dejected response, and why she often craved solid foods so much. It was really one of the biggest sacrifices she'd had to make with the new change in lifestyle, but it was a small price to pay in order to not die.
"No, tasteless. Well, I'm sure the food tastes like what you'd imagine, but I don't actually eat it. I'd rather not gross you out, but I'm sure you can get the picture." With that she'd slide one page down below the rest, repeating the process of marking and scribbling down notes as she listened to and considered responses to the other things Mia was saying. The idea that UA kids were spunky enough to want to fight their teachers gave Mega a little more hope that this generation wouldn't just be a bunch of plastic faces regurgitating propaganda- she had a dark perspective on this reformed and formally educated Hero generation, but she by and large kept that pessimism to herself so it didn't spread. Even so, the lax and uninterested way in which she typically carried herself spoke for a grounded and realistic person.
"Well, that's good to hear. Unfortunately I'm not really at a point where I could take some of them. Whether or not they're top of the class, these quirkers are in their primes. I've been declining for a decade now, just hoping support technology advances enough to reverse that before I'm useless." She said while sheepishly rubbing the back of her helmet with her right gauntlet. "And yeah, that's what I was saying. Your students trust you, that's good. Looks like regardless of the reason you're here, you're good at the job."
Her takeaway from Redhorn responding to her about the comment of her being a kid back then was a dismissive wave. "No, no. I know that happened this year, I mean in general. Back when you were a kid that kind of thing happened all the time, except for these people it was in their control. Hell, I remember times when I lived in the sewers with people like myself, and people bet on how much stuff we'd break beating up villains. I guess you could call those times charming, but now that there's a legal avenue for combating villains suddenly if it happens all hell breaks lose. I think you're fine, but I was brought up in a very different time compared to what it's like these days. Probably for the best that you work on fixing that, especially the emotional instability involved." She mentioned whilst switching to yet another page. Mega's eyes would open and close for increasingly more time, causing those rose orbs to disappear now and again as she did her best to stay alert and focused.
Tilting her head at the mention of being banned from the field, those rose irises seemed to narrow. "Really? It must've been quite a disaster if they're adamant on keeping you from doing Hero work. Surely you've done more good than bad for Heroes? Though regardless of what the truth is, I guess the government might want the publics worry to die down, you may just remind people of the dangers of Villains with the cover story they gave. Anybody could be a bomb waiting to go off in their minds." It was a dark perspective on things, but she felt it was realistic and reasonable enough to share with her new colleague.
Moving on both with the conversation and her grading, she'd firstly return the clipboard to its fully formed state and then slide it aside so it was just her and Redhorn at opposite ends of the table without any of the school obligations in the way. Clasping both gauntlets together as Mega leaned slightly on the table, there'd be a slight creaking.
"So, let's talk about the fun stuff. What's the most badass thing you've done? Best punch you've thrown? Biggest villain you've taken out? Biggest hit you've taken?" The glint in those rose irises indicated she was probably smiling under the helmet, seemingly more invested about talks involving fights and 'Hero work' as opposed to small talk, education and the next generation of Heroes.
"I'll wait to share my answers to those questions, I'd like to hear how you've channelled the ancient legacy and power of the Oni." She said with a light gesture towards Mia and more specifically the horn on her forehead. |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Dec 21, 2020 5:38:59 GMT -4
Mia took a moment to process the answer she was given about the tube food, not quite getting it for a moment before some documentary or some medical show she’d seen in passing, she wasn’t sure, seemed to fill in the gaps in her question. “Riiiiight. I kind assumed you meant like-“ She vaguely gestured over her own face as she tried to find the right words. “You fit a tube through the mask or something and just sorta suck from it. Yeesh… don’t think I can even imagine what it’s like to not even… ‘eat’ your food…” It definitely gave her pause, just trying to process the thought. Eating was just a part of her schedule, her routine. It was hard to imagine just bypassing that and still managing to survive. The more the woman talked the rougher a time her quirk seemed to be giving her. Didn’t seem like something they should get too deep into, but she definitely had a rougher end of the stick than even Mia seemed to at times. She just tried to keep her questions to a minimum.
“Well as far as taking the kids goes, I’m sure when the new year shows up, whenever that happens, you’ll be able to give a handful a run for their money.” She smirked softly, picking up someone else’s discarded newspaper, not paying full attention to it but having an idle flick through as the two of them talked, more just absorbing the headlines and titles of stories than the full stories themselves. Just to see what might be worth reading in full later. “Some of the third years though… good call. If you think yer on the decline though, talk to some of the support students. Maybe Reddarc? He’s not a support student but kid’s got a head for tech. Might be worth askin?” She shrugged, support tech was never really her wheelhouse afterall, she tended to break it any time someone suggested she use some too.
The talk about her being a kid… she wasn’t sure of Mega meant her specifically, or people with quirks in general. She decided not to comment just incase. Either way Mega was trying to be supportive it sounded like so, yeah, fair enough for her, but it came off a little ‘back in my day’, like she was pretending to know what Redhorn had been through when in fact her rage moment earlier this year had been a surprise to her too, having never occurred before in her life… ah well. She seemed to mean well, so Mia mostly held her tongue. It was nice she was trying to make some effort to commiserate.
“Really.” She confirmed, flicking a page in the newspaper. “Basically the logic you just said. Seeing a hero who went off like a bomb? They wanted that out of the public eye for a while. Even though I’m fairly sure I got control of it now they need to take every precaution they can think of. That’s just how it is.” She idly shrugged, flicking past another page. “Still… next time the public votes come round, I’m aiming to be number one again, whether they limit my field time or not. I just gotta make sure I’m the best damn hero with the limited time I got.~” She shot across a proud little grin, confident in her chances to get herself back into the field going forwad.
She scoffed with a laugh as Mega tried to turn things quickly to a more pleasant topic, chuckling a little at the effort but definitely not minding it, tipping her head back in thought. “Okaaaaay… Best punch. Let’s start there huh? I was fighting this criminal and she got some poison into my system. Now I’m pretty resistant, aspect of my quirk, but any time I moved it’s like… the effort it took to move came back like a punch to that limb. It was some paralytic or something, and the villain had this immovable shield quirk. I basically had to pound on them… fuck I lost count, but I had to punch, while this burning shit was in my veins, like, a couple hundred times. Never once did I leave a scratch on ‘em… but little by little I pushed them back and back and back, till their feet fell off the edge of this podium stand thing they were using. Once they were in the air? I had ‘em. Delivered one last punch, right through a fuel tower. I was paying for the property damage for weeks-“ She chuckled, not minding so much since no civilians were in the area. “But it was a hell of a moment. I was on bed rest for like a week after once the paralytic pain really kicked in.”
She thought for a moment again, biggest villain… “My biggest villain was Muramasa but… let’s not get into that one. Guy’s court case is coming up it’s that recent so I best not go blabbing about the fight. Suffice to say, it was a bit personal though. He’s the guy who made me ‘blow up’ in april so… taking him down on the rematch? Hella satisfying.”
And finally- “As for the best thing I lifted… there was this building, couple stories that was collapsing. I was inside shifting rubble to help the rescue efforts. Something that had been weighing one of the upper floors shifted, before ya know it? Whole place was coming down. I shot beneath the broken support pillars, it dug down into my shoulder, right into the bone-“ She pointed to a healed over scar, a wide mark on her right shoulder. “Had to stay there for about an hour while they hurried the rescue efforts around me… it ain’t like tossing a missile back or anything but I’m proud of it. It was… well it was a sad day, but I was proud of what I managed to do that day. Lot of people got out alive that wouldn’t’ve if I’d not stuck in there.”
Ending a little more relaxed, she gestured across. “Your turn?”
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