Sports club booth: the point! [Kirk,Tetsuko,Open]

Tetsuko wasn't alone in her own attitude towards the sports festival. Like many students, her feelings seemed divided, twisted between two emotions. Anticipation and anxiety. As any sporty student would be, she was looking forward to the events and fun to be had within the event, all the potential there was to show themselves off to the world and clash against exciting allies in these other schools. Therein lied the 'anticipation', the belief that good, enjoyable things would come in her future. Opposing it, anxiety.

The Shindou girl could have talked for hours on end about the reasons she had to take this festival very seriously. This wasn't just fun and games, it was a debut of sorts, and first impressions were extremely important. This was the debut of the first Shindou Hero, the first Hero of Jikishinkage-ryu, the Hero granddaughter of Ryouichi Shindou. Every last title that could be applied to Tetsuko's debut came with a hefty weight upon her shoulders, and only one clear path to take in the upcoming events. To honor her family, to honor her duties, she needed to excel and succeed. Honor brought victory. Victory brought honor. Her doubts about her own abilities to achieve either was the source of her 'anxiety'.

Ultimately, her desire to tip the schools towards the more pleasant emotion was what led Tetsuko to try and become so engaged in other aspects of the Sports Festival. One such being the booth run by one of two clubs she engaged in. The only one she'd helped to found, in a way.

It was a worthy and effective distraction.There was no slacking around, even now, for if the Sports Club didn't get their butts into gear for this festival, what would they even be? Tetsuko knew as well as Kirk how important showing off thier club would be, considering how hard it had been to put together a team earlier... Plus, they were competing against other clubs for new membership, including the Cooking Club Empire, so it didn't hurt to put their own club out there a bit.

The ironblooded lass had been happy to help Kirk, not entirely sure what he had in mind, but trusting that he'd know what he was doing. This club was his own idea, after all. That being said, she had still had her worries when she heard it took place in an actual classroom... Hopefully, there wouldn't be any broken windows or any other kind of unintended accident resulting in damage to school property... Something like that wasn't the best for promoting their club's image. 

Once Tetsuko had actually seen what it was, though, she was actually somewhat impressed with the setup. The nets were a fine way for people to entertain themselves or witness the skills of the sports club members, before asking Kirk and Tetsuko, behind the podium, any questions they might have. Speaking of which, once Kirk greeted any arrivals into the room, Tetsuko would also raise her own voice to tell them "If you have any questions about the club, feel free to ask us!" In her most dignified and stoic tone.

It all looked well and dandy to Tetsuko, but it looked like Kirk had his doubts, lamenting the loss of the gym and sports grounds as potential places for thier stand. Tetsuko chuckled along, patting him on the back in comfort. "It can't be helped, they needed to use our best options for the festival itself... We've still made the best of what we have." The swordswoman affirmed. The American lad didn't seem to think it made sense for the Support class to have the whole gym, and Tetsuko shrugged a moment, not sure herself on that matter. Maybe they were dealing with some heavy machinery or really big experiments? Whatever, Tetsuko wasn't sure what the eggheads over there were getting up to.

The sports club president wasn't to be dissuaded, however, and quickly came to the conclusion that he'd just need to put in more effort! "That's the spirit. Keep that up and we should be able to draw in some attention." Tetsuko said with a small smirk. This looked like a pretty solid setup to her, and given thier mutual desire to make this club work, she was sure they could have their efforts bear fruit. First, however, there was a different problem to deal with aside from what to do to entertain their visitors.

Well, maybe a problem wasn't the right description. But it was the first thing that came to Tetsuko's mind when that face entered the room.

The coldness was secondary to the sudden venom Tetsuko felt boil within her as Maximillian Kane made his entry. What was he doing here? Here to spout more of his vitriol, to throw a fit over his expulsion? Tetsuko's gaze towards Maxi was one of utter distrust. If Maxi considered her a 'friend', Tetsuko was entirely unaware of or simply unaccepting of this fact.

"Can we help you?" Tetsuko asked, bluntly and coldly. She glanced towards Kirk, deferring it to him whether or not he wanted to ask Maxi to leave or anything. The fact that this was Kirk's setup, and his club, was what made Tetsuko hold her tongue on the various words that she wanted to say to the racist disgrace that had waltzed on into this school. No matter Kirk's response, Tetsuko kept an eye on Maxi, turned upwards at him slightly. 

Tetsuko was not the kind to forgive dishonorable behavior with ease... Maximilian had lost his chance to be viewed as an equal when he'd acted in the manner that got him expelled, thus, Tetsuko was in a bit of an unpleasant spot. Stuck with a boy whose action she greatly disapproved of, and who she did not trust one bit. It wasn't as though she hated him, no, her emotions weren't that strong, just her judgment.

There was a fine line between boldness and stupidity. Returning to a place you’d been banned from to apologize could have been an admirable symbol of maturity. Returning after doubling down on your crimes, with little-to-no sign of contrition, however? Well, that simply walked so far past “bold” into “stupid” that the division vanished behind the metaphorical horizon.

Such hubris couldn’t be allowed to pass. Today, it fell to Mikky to correct it before a UA student acted in self-defense, or, even worse, UA’s little wayward son caused an international incident.

It certainly wasn’t hard to find the boy in question. Mutters of his arrival followed his passage, as clear of a trail as the condensation on the tile floor along the halls of UA. It ended outside one of the many classrooms. This room had been claimed by the Sports club, it seemed, by the banner on the door and the decorations within.

Mikky paused in the threshold, his tongue flicking out, tasting the air. It was tempting to simple call the boy out directly, forcing the inevitable. Junko or even Tsutsuji-chan probably would have opened like that. That had never been quite his style, though.

Despite his air of defiance, Maximilian Tychus Kane was quiet.

Curious, given the rumors Mikky had heard.

Was this actually an attempt at an apology?

If a fight broke out, it would be disastrous for UA’s reputation. And from the look of another student--Tetsuko Shindou, wasn’t it?--violence was in the air.

This would be best handled quietly. Mikky didn’t speak. There was no chance of anyone missing his presence, and most could probably guess why he was here, but there was little harm in giving teenagers a little slack.

He waved at Jiatsu, glad to have the excuse of having a Support Student to greet, and quietly slithered into the edge of the room, and picking up a baseball bat, giving it a few swings. He hadn’t held a bat outside of photoshoots, but that was enough to pretend to be interested in sports.

As he expected, there were some mutters of interest as students from other schools recognized him, and he flashed them a bright smile, pulling out a pen to sign autographs.  He was only half paying attention, though. Most of his focus remained on Maxi and his former friends.

There was no foreseeable reason in Tetsuko’s eyes that Maxi could be there, other than to cause some deal of trouble for them. It was just what he did, after all, being the bigoted idiot he was. If he’d really come to just say hi or make amends… Well, in Tetsuko’s honest opinion, he should’ve dropped to his knees at the front of the school and pleaded for their forgiveness. Not waltzed in here and acted like any of them could be in the wrong for finding him a disgrace. The way he looked after Tetsuko’s less than enthusiastic introduction had the girl internally scoffing. Was she supposed to be happy to see or something? To casually greet the boy who’d been so proud of harming innocents? What did he expect?

Tetsuko, of course, had no intention of starting unauthorised violence, but the same could not be said for Maxi. Luckily, Kirk was there to diffuse the situation. When he first greeted Maxi with glee, Tetsuko was honestly taken aback. Until she realised what he was doing. Keeping an idiot distracted, pacified. While it could be argued one would have to be a fool to start a fight in U.A. during the sports festival, Maxi wasn’t exactly known for his intelligence.

The swordswoman’s venom remained on her blades, sheathed within her own body until she needed them. For now, she let Kirk distract the other boy, though couldn’t help but scoff aloud when Maxi proclaimed his reasons for being there. To say hello? He thought he had the right to walk through those gates and just say hi? If he wanted to reconnect with old friends, he could’ve done it in his own time, outside of school, outside of the place he’d disgraced. Not that anyone with half a mind would actually remain his friend, Tetsuko thought to herself.

Her judgement, though internal, was still strongly manifesting within her. It was a rather ironic fate, really, that Maximilian, who had always considered himself so above the Quirkless, whose bigoted views had made him feel so superior, was now being looked down on himself. As nothing more than a bigot. Such was the fate of people like him.

The Shindou girl’s unease would be calmed by the arrival of others, fortunately. A fuzzy other student, cheerful and friendly, arrived without a care in the world or any sense of the tension in the area. They seemed to be innocently interested in the sports club, and he even brought snacks to aid. In other words, a good and caring student. Just what they needed to balance out the opposite elements that had entered. Of course, Kirk answered the boy’s questions, before suddenly launching into some explanation of a game!?

Her eyes wide in surprise at this suggestion, Tetsuko merely sighed as he asked her if she wanted to join in. ”We will need one of us to actually man the booth, you do realize…” Tetsuko uttered a bit coldly. Even if she believed Kirk’s friendliness towards Maxi to be done in the interest of the greater good, it didn’t mean Tetsuko liked the idea of just playing around with him like he wasn’t a common criminal.

Another arrival, even more fortunate than the last. ”Ah, hello Orlov-sensei.” Tetsuko greeted, stressing the fact he was a teacher. It was a relief to know some authority was here in case Maxi decided to start hunting Quirkless in the area again or something equally asinine. To do so in front of a teacher would be remarkably stupid, but, then again, as before, it wasn’t outside the realm of possibility with this particular lad.

Even better though, this teacher was being offered a chance to play. All Tetsuko needed to do to have the job of watching the door, which she found preferable to playing with a criminal, was beat Kirk in rock paper scissors. He always chose rock. So chose paper.

”Ah, that’s a shame.” Tetsuko uttered sarcastically once she’d lost her hand, before looking again at the present players. ”Don’t take up the whole room, leave some space for people to watch. Then again, not like this setup is going to draw current students in…” A not so veiled reference to the fact that not many of them would be pleased by the idea of seeing Maxi again. Nonetheless, there was another arrival, soon enough.

A Caucasian teen entered, cheerily greeting them all and proclaiming his intention to join their club, before greeting Kirk himself. ”You guys can play, I’ll handle visitors.” Tetsuko claimed, and once Theodore had finished shaking hands with Kirk, the ironblooded lass would address Theodore. She was the only other actual member of the club there, after all.

”Well, Theodore-san, we’d be happy to have new members. Currently the club’s got a football team - proper football - if you’re interested in that.” Tetsuko offered, a small grin on her face. Given he sounded British, she could presume he’d know what proper football was. As Tetsuko helped this visitor, she kept her eye on the game, on Maxi, on the disgrace who didn’t seem to accept he was one. Even with a teacher there, Tetsuko felt the unease, and as she always did when faced with uncertainty and anticipation, was already thinking how she might deal with the worst case situation if it arose...