Guns, bazookas, oh and weapons too.

Seeing Darren’s bravado despite what he’d been through was certainly a mood lifter for Yumi herself. She could see Darren go through a burning building, explosions, days thirsting in a desert, but so long as he came out of it with his patented bravado and moxie she could genuinely feel like everything was gonna be alright in the end. She still somewhat worried they’d left a sort of mark behind with their actions, and anything else could potentially tip the scales to them getting kicked out, but perhaps it was best not to think about that and just focus on the positives of today. She was having another few hours of fun with one of her best friends, especially one she hadn’t really gotten the chance to hang out with lately, and they were hanging out somewhere fun, unique, and oh so interesting if you knew where to look, or in their case, how to use the facilities.

“Well I’m glad you can come out of my little worry fit making jokes about my-“ Her eyes shifted to his mid words, resting a hand over her chest, assuming he was making his millionth teasing comment about the size of her fun bags, but as she followed his own eyes dropping down to her hips, she felt a deep blush creep onto her face. She never had body shame when it came to her curves and people admiring them, but somehow a cheeky comment like that went right to her cheeks, puffing out and turning beet red, she clenched her fists with a huff and swung them to one side, throwing her momentum into her hips he was calling so broad and bumping into his side with them, slamming her hands back down on them as he likely stumbled for a brief moment from the force of the hip bump.

“Oi cheeky! If I was gaining weight there I’d know about it.” She lifted her nose with another huffing pout, crossing her arms over her chest and flashing Darren a sly glare out the corner of her eye, not genuinely mad, as she knew he was teasing, but in her books that was a low blow. She was proud of her figure afterall even if she understood her quirk allowed her to cheat with it somewhat, and the concept of being called broad hipped, or worse had she not read his eyes right, a fat-ass, was not something she could take without just a hint of bitterness in return.

Still, she calmed down soon enough to the joke, breathing out through her nose and shooting him a softer glance, gesturing generally around them as she walked. “I heard we could try some of the experimental weaponry, so that’s always an option. Better than that though…!” She reached into her back pocket, pulling out a crumplied flier for the base’s open weeks that she’d found back in town during the lead up to it opening up. “They shoooould be having a demonstration of the rail gun later. Not firing anything obviously, they’re essentially gonna demonstrate it by firing a ‘blank’.” Of course that just meant they wouldn’t load it and let the sparks from the thing fly to make all the spectators marvel at it, but with the nature of her quirk, Yumi was excited to see the display all the same.

“We could probably kill some time before it by checking some nearby experimental gear, or we could head right there and do that later. Watcha think? Start with the big gun, or save the best for last?~ You’re the one who ended up hospitalized so you get the honor of choosing.~”

Yumi narrowed her eyes and puffed out her cheeks, throwing her arms down with a borderline angry glare though still with that typical look of Yumi playfulness to it, wondering what he was thinking behind his little laughs, and holding her mouth agape in mock anger as she gave him a little jab in the shoulder for the comment about putting her weight into that hit, sticking her tongue out with more of an angry look to it than her usual temperament. “Oi you, next time you forget to shave I’ll start pointing that out…o-or have one too many donuts! Or…” Okay it was very hard for Yumi to be mean in the first place, let alone point out the flaws in someone like Darren. He had a handsome yet cheeky look to him, he went to UA so a few months into the training and like most other male students he was practically coated in muscle…yeah this was not so easy and she may have actually found herself staring a little as she reminded herself how hard it was to find a flaw in him, which, for Yumi, was less common than you might think.

“A-huh?” Brought from her brief daze by his words again, the mention of Alex took a moment to register and her eyes narrowed again as she tried to realize what was just said, though as it rested on her brain she suddenly stepped in and latched an arm around Darren’s neck, the other hooking up into his hair and ruffling that thicker hair atop his head as she semi-yelled. “Hey what’s he been saying about me!? He saying I have a fat butt too!?” She pouted hard, reading what Darren had said as though Alex had been saying something about her, and in a negative connotation no less. “Tell me or I like you!” Of course Darren could escape very easily, but with a big ‘bleeeeegh’ sound Yumi stuck out her tongue and slowly drew closer to Darren until he started to pull them off towards the shotguns.

With the choice of guns Yumi was briefly distracted from the look between Darren and the soldier, her hands moving down to the ear protecting headphones beside the guns and pulling them down over the back of her neck for when she needed them, picking up one of the more modern shotgun options, one designed for a longer range and thus a smaller spread, and a few shells. Long range tended to be her go to despite the true nature of her quirk, as she tried to use the gadgets to push herself more for precise long range than the shorter, more chaotic eruptions her quirk was known for. As she registered how eager Darren was to use shotguns however, a thought occurred as the two walked to a shooting range section of the armory.

“Hey, you ever thought about incorporating shotguns into your own stuff?” She looked over to him with a curious look as she tried to focus on the idea she’d gotten, tipping her head off to one side and continuing to speak her thoughts allowed. “Know there’s a girl in general studies…or was it class B…either way she’s using guns since her quirk isn’t offensive, but like, your designed for up close and personal. Maybe some rubber bullet shotguns could be a good tool for you?” She smiled up towards him, hoping her idea had some use.

“Boneless boobs?” She gave him a weird look, not at all sure what he was getting at there. Even if she realized he was making the boneless chicken comparison, only in the weirdest way possible, she still wouldn’t agree. Boobs and butts, boneless or boned, it was all a matter of what mood Yumi was in so she had no preference. As much as she could enjoy those things it was just a matter of what day of the week it was really. Did she fancy a boned wing she could really suckle the meat from, did she fancy a nice set of breasts she could nuzzle into. Did she want a boneless strip she could tear apart easily without the worry of hitting bone, or did she want a fine tushy she could drag her nails across? It was all a matter of preference, so even if Darren explained himself she’d still be mildly confused by what he was trying to say.

Back on the guns they were using, Yumi didn’t get any special ammo, as just using a gun was enough of an experience for her, holding one of the low spread, long range shotguns and carrying it carefully along to the range, always aiming the barrel down towards the ground as much as she could without making herself feel like she had a clumsy grasp on it. She watched him go first, firing off the flamethrower like blast nad jolting back as she did, wondering how they hell they managed to pull that off with a shotgun and marvelling at the ingenuity of it. “Oh wow. Its got some surprising range on it…”

Hearing him talk about his quirk she was a little disappointed, but she thought she’d thought of something awesome all the same. Picturing Darren flying through a crowd, landing feat first on an enemy. Sure a punch could still land a heavy blow with his quirk behind it, but picturing him putting a rubber shell shotgun blast right into their torso seemed pretty badass in her opinion. “Ah suit yourself I suppose, I won’t step on your toes by trying to sell the benefits of having options like that. Wasn’t like a shotgun was a long range option anyway unless your using something like this.” She lifted her own gun, the barrel thankfully pointed down the shooting range as she did, though as she pumped it once someone nearby still flinched when walking past her, as it was clear she wasn’t perfectly ready to fire yet.

“Oh, sorry.” She nervously brushed the empty, unused shell away with her foot before focusing on the target, she wasn’t good with the aim on her gauntlet let alone something with Kickback, so while Darren did get the show of recoil rippling through her torso, not only did Yumi miss her target by a huge margin, but the scatters shot actually hit the ceiling rails that moved the practice targets about, Yumi giving a nervous, guilty giggle as she realized she thankfully hadn’t managed to damage it much behind some surface level scratches. “W-whoops…”


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Yumi was definitely more than a little embaressed by the shot and how hard it had not only missed, but the kick back had sent her almost off her feet. She didn’t fight at all against the guidance of the soldier, listening to him carefully and following his guidance before even attempting another shot, sighing softly at how silly she’d been to try such a hefty weapon without any guidance, and thanking the soldier about a dozen times before she tried again, oblivious to Darren’s eyes as he watched her so closely for some very specific side effects of her taking her shots, eventually feeling satisfied with her aim, in no way good, but she was hitting the mark more often than not at least.

“I don’t think I’m ever gonna throw a gun into my repertoire either…heh…”

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When they’d eventually moved on to go and find the railgun demonstration, Yumi was definitely eager to see what it’d be like. Her interest had nothing to do with the electrical elements of the weapon and more its similarity to video games and anime that made her want to see what it could do. She wasn’t surprised by the size of the crowd, and while some just wanted a show, there were clearly some military buffs who wanted to see a demonstration of what the military could do, and the shirts they were wearing identified some of them as anime geeks much like herself, earning a little giggle with her and briefly conversing with one as they passed about how cool she thought their shirt was.

When the demonstration itself occurred, she was certainly impressed. At first the idea of anything penetrating so many walls, even a quirk user with an exceptionally powerful quirk, seemed impossible, but she waited eagerly, and when the shot finally came she gasped in delight as she watched it’s projectile pierce the walls and make it all the way to the last one, the tip of the projectile pointing out the other end of the wall to show they’d perfectly measured how far it could go without potentially breaking through and harming anyone watching once it ricochet’ed out. Yumi gave a delighted clap as she watched, until the sounds of the failing motor caught her ears, whining at the idea that there mightn’t be another show.

“Awww. Just one?” She whined softly until Darren elbowed her, wondering what he was talking about and narrowing her eyes. Her electricity wasn’t really built for charging things, so it wasn’t until Darren made his intentions clearer with his shouting that she caught on, jumping against his side and cupping a hand over his mouth, but it was too later. The intrigued engineers from the army were clearly wondering what was going on and she gave a deep sigh, glaring at Darren a little, half playful, half serious, but she kept moving all the same. She was standing on the small stage before she knew it, gently conversing with the soldiers as the audience tried to hear what was going on, Yumi explaining how her quirk worked, and while they weren’t convinced, the army boys knew they were here to invite quirkers to show them what they had for the military, so they stepped aside, and pulled one of the cables connecting the motor to the railgun, advising Yumi on how best she might charge it.

Once everyone was standing back, Yumi flashed one last glare to Darren…though…with the other motors backing her up…could she do this? Maybe…she was certainly willing to try. Giving another deep sigh, she rested her hands inside of the cavity the cable had left behind, steeling her stance and spreading her legs to make sure she was standing strong and solid, calming her breath…and then she tensed. Her whole body burned blue for a brief moment before the streams of electrical energy broke off from her, sparking the area around her and scorching the ground as she focused on outputting as much energy as she could. Her streams stretched out a little further and the crowd was guided to back off. Very briefly, she could hear the machine revving up. It was a pathetic sound compared to what was done with the motors before her, but it was certainly something. She grit her teeth, narrowing her eyes and trying to push herself beyond her limits, almost feeling like her skin might actually catch fire from the transferal of energy, but no matter what it wouldn’t last. Eventually Yumi needed to breath, dropping to her knees and resting her hands on the floor, her body coated in sweat, and the cargo pants she wore as part of her cosplay vaporized, revealing the electro proof spats beneath and leaving Yumi very, very dazed, unable to even feel embaressed by the failed attempt as her brain practically melted from pushing herself so much further than she had before.


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Yumi did feel a little defeated by the fact she couldn’t even pull off half of what that motor was doing. A lack of control should have been exactly what she was good at, but it turned out she was losing energy simply because of how little she could control the exact output of her quirk…dagnabbit…at least the crowd seemed to have been fascinated by her show. She offered them a weak smile before catching Darren trying to get her attention, slowly lifting herself up to stand and following him off to the side, wearing just her spats, her scorched boots, and her Bikini top, the belt and some loose fabric hanging from it all that was really left of her cosplay beyond that.

“Okay so-“ She began before he made the offer he was going to. “I knew I couldn’t pull that off anyway, and I don’t regret it, but did they have to give me an exact number?” She let out a light chuckle, it stung her a little, but not so much that she couldn’t smile through it, sighing with a shake of her head before she dipped her head at Darren to prompt him to say what he’d called her over for. “Anyway…you’re not signing me up to power something smaller are ya? Doubt I’ve got it in me.”

When he made his intentions clear, Yumi’s eyes grew wide, initially the bottle of water just seemed like it might be an offer to have her refuel and try again, but when he made sure he was offering to give her some of the tainted water, Yumi glanced around and got in close, covering his mouth. The QED hadn’t exactly been a non-public even, and the quirker community getting drugged was probably something on the militaries radar. “You brought drugs to a military base!?” She snapped back in a hushed but disbelieving tone. Not harsh, more just in sheer disbelief even Darren had been so bold to bring that here of all places.

Still, as he spoke about it, it didn’t seem so bad…Darren had clearly been taking it and he never seemed too bad as far as she could tell. Her eyes narrowed at the bottle, but she carefully took it, turning the bottle around in her hands, almost like she was convinced she could see the drugs tainting it, before glancing back to Darren.

“…You’re sure I won’t get addicted…?”

She waited for him to confirm that, but mostly her mind was made up. Not even charging the gun half of what was needed had hit her pride a little hard, what little pride she actually had. Slowly unscrewing the cap, she sqirled it about in the bottle, glanced at Darren again, and finally took a sip of it. She took as much or as little as Darren would recommend, sipping slowly till Darren told her to stop, or chug, or whatever. Eventually handing the bottle back and taking a deep breath. In truth she felt no different, but she didn’t expect much to happen right away. As much as she could recall QED victims just felt the need to push past their limits, so Yumi felt it was best she just…give it another go.

“Alright…lets give this another shot…”

She tucked away the fact Darren’s dad managed rock bands in the back of her mind to ask about later before heading back to the engineers. They’d begun working on the motor at a safe distance anyway, so when Yumi offered to try again they didn’t see much reason to deny her, getting the set up ready for her again. The crowd was curious what made her try again when she’d barely gotten the gun going, but Yumi tried to block out the background whispers. Flexing her hands at her sides, her skin sparked slightly before finally coating itself in the blue layer she took on when in her hero suit, or going full discharge. So soon after her last use her muscles instantly felt like they were on fire, but all the same she pushed through it, managing to convince herself the QED would kick in any second. Rather quickly the machine was generating the same “almost there” sound it had before, but Yumi wasn’t getting any closer to fully charging it…

Until she suddenly felt the QED kick in. Or so she thought.

Screaming out as the burning in her muscles somehow both faded and intensified, the red head’s blue soaked hair flickered out wildly behind her as her quirk’s range almost doubled in size, the engineers watching backing right the fuck off, though one of them instantly turned their eyes to the specs on the gun, watching the charge slowly build. With the other motors already charging it, Yumi had to fill about 20% of the total charge needed, but she was rapidly compensated for the motor, providing way over 50% of the motor’s capacity and building. She squeezed her eyes shut, her streaming electrical energy burning up the floor where it cut through this time, and Yumi could feel she was giving out a lot more than she ever had before, unaware she’d just hit a new level of potential and gritting her teeth in a grin as she attributed it all to the water she’d drank.

“Come on…come on….!”

The charge was building. She compensated for about 80% of the motor’s capacity, but all good things had to come to an end. The burning in her body finally caught up with her and she gave out a harsh gasp, dropping to her knees as the energy faded, and so close to it’s needed energy, the railgun was fired at the new targets that had been set up. The shot managed to break through the first layer of concrete but no more, and leaving a tired, sweat soaked girl, on her knees beside her, quietly grinning to herself as her entire body screamed out in agony,glancing to Darren as he likely came over, and offering one last smile as her body began to tip.

“How was…that….”

With a soft thud against the ground, it seemed like it was her turn to go to the med bay.


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