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Post by Fion Galon on Aug 19, 2020 20:01:52 GMT -4
Fion let out a sigh with the response to the first aid kit thing Monty will likely never change when it comes to going overboard on first aid but Fion figured at least it was better then going overboard in other area's like confidence or courage to the point of stupidity. He found it weird how Monty seemed so okay with his birthday being missed it is a day to celebrate not act like it's nothing sure when people get older they start to act like it doesn't exist but when young you should enjoy it.
"It isn't another day though you celebrate the day of your birth also you usually get gifts and food you cant eat all the time." Fion said that in a cheerful tone trying to reassure his friend it wasn't just like any other day. Fion was glad though at the excitement towards his bringing a laptop full of anime at the moment it was stuff he wanted to try and get Monty to try and watch though. Fion regardless pulled out his laptop and opened it up and got to a window with the list of all the anime he had for the trip there was abit but it was mostly classic action anime and even some mecha stuff. "Well I have a pretty good chunk but I'll let you pick one from this list they are all really good though."
Fion made sure Monty could see the computer screen so he could make a decision it would also help show what he's interested in based on titles alone. Fion soon heard the words study and began to be reminded of the study session they had awhile back it was interesting to say the least maybe it'd be fun this time too. Quickly however looked like Monty grabbed the wrong persons bag which didn't seem so good hopefully he didn't lose too much and would be able to get his stuff back at some point but regardless Fion would share in this dread.
"Uhh...That's not good hopefully you can get your bag back at some point also maybe we shouldn't eat some strange person's snacks they might miss them? Also lets maybe check if it's anyone on here's bag first you never know?" Fion really doubted it but maybe there were other people on the train in the other train cars but it seemed pretty unlikely.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2020 21:17:15 GMT -4
Desmoshi thought for a moment on Niji's question. "I think you should do what you feel is natural to you. Your opinion and future is more important. And whatever you decide to do, I will be right there. By your side." Desmoshi didn't understand what love was or what it meant to be in a relationship. Heck this was his first relationship. But he was determined to make this a good one. As the train trudged along the tracks, the silence between the two finally broke with Niji's question. "Who is Ikari?" Niji asked with a look of concern. "You told about the riots and how it went down. But you never told me who he was." Desmoshi sat silent for a moment. Part of being in a relationship was trusting people with your past and future- no matter how it went out. Desmoshi took a deep breath. "I hope you are ready for a long story," Desmoshi said looking at Niji, "because we are going to be here for a while."
Flashback "Come on, Mizuki!" twelve-year-old Desmoshi yelled to his twin sister as he dragged her along while running. "We're almost home free." It was just like any other day after school for Desmoshi. He and his sister running away from a group of bullies who didn't like quirkers. And every day they would get away without too many issues. Yes, the twins could fight them. But they promise their parents that they would not use their quirk, so the only option left was to run.
"Desmoshi, my legs hurt!" Mizuki whined, gasping for air. They turn a corner to lose them and stopped to rest, their breath running ragged. “Maybe we should fight them,” Desmoshi suggested, finally catching some air. “And kicked out of school again? We promised Mom and Dad!” Mizuki exclaimed. “We need to find another solution.” She was right. This would be their fifth school if they were kicked out of if they use their quirks again. “Maybe we can take a short cut,” Desmoshi said. “If we-.”
Before he could finish a voice came from behind him. “Trap like rats are we?” said the main bully, coming closer to the two. Ikari Osuushi. The bully that had been harassing them since they got to their new school. “Ikari, we want no beef, man,” Desmoshi said, getting in front of his sister. “Let us go home and we can all walk away peacefully.” Ikari just smiled at the twins, the other five boys and two girls surrounding the twins. “But I am doing my school a service,” Ikari replied with evil smile. “I get to rid my school of freaks like you.”
Welp, game over. There was no way Desmoshi talked them out of this beatdown. “Hey kids. I was looking for you.” The voice of Jokai was music to Desmoshi’s ears. Jokai turned to the other bullies as he got in front of his kids. “There are no problems here, are they?” His eyes spoke 'Try me' to the children. They were filled rage. The rage of a father who had his cub messed with it. And he was staring down the hunters, giving the one chance to leave with their dignity intact. The kids looked at one another. There was no way in the world they could take on a pro boxer. “No, sir,” Ikari stuttered, following the other children out of the alleyway.
Once all the other children left, Jokai turned to his twins. “I am proud of both of you,” Jokai said with a smile. “You guys handle a problem without fighting or using your quirks.” Desmoshi hugged his father along with Mizuki. “Thanks, Dad,” Desmoshi said. He wasn’t upset over the bullies or even his father showing up. He was upset because people saw him and his sister as being different. And it stung the worst.
Flashback ended.
Niji listened to the story, taking care to understand the situation. "So this guy hated people with quirks? Why was he like that?" Desmoshi nodded at her first question and shrugged at the second one. "Not really sure. Maybe a thing he was raised on. Maybe just because he felt outshine by quirkers. No one knows for sure. He was part of the reason why I want to become the Number one hero. To get rid of the hate and see everyone on equal levels." Desmoshi looked out into the aisle at the other students relaxing and talking. "So for them and the sake of others, I want to bring peace among everyone." Niji nodded. "Your dad was right to be proud of you. You handled that situation without fighting and-." She stopped her sentence as she noticed Desmoshi solemn look in his eyes. "Well," he said sadly. "There is more."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2020 16:36:01 GMT -4
Niji got a little worried when Desmoshi said that. From the sound of his voice, she could tell the next thing he was about to say next was a serious matter. "Please," she said to Desmoshi. "If we are going to be dating, I need you, to be honest with me." She wanted to be there for Desmoshi. She wanted to help as best as she could. Desmoshi took a deep breath, and continued:
Flashback
"Nowhere to run, freaks," Ikari said, towering over the twins. "We told you to stay out of our school. You don't belong here." They were in the middle of the halls of Tokyo City Middle School. Ikari and his usual group had surrounded the twins again. One of the girls taunted and pointed Mizuki. "Make sure to mess her up. She thinks she is probably hot stuff or something. She was the one who punched me two months ago."
Demsohshi stepped in front of his sister, seeing the anger rise in her eyes. "Well, maybe if you weren't forcing everyone to be your stool, she wouldn't have to do that," Desmoshi shot back at the girl. He remembered that one. The girl wanted Mizuki to get on her knees and be her footstool. Let's just say a cracked jaw and broken teeth told the girl that Mizuki didn't agree with that too much.
Desmoshi returned his attention to Ikari. "We don't have to do this. There is a peaceful solution to all of this. If we just talk-." Ikari pushed Desmoshi into the locker, the sound of metal resounding through the halls. Mizuki had dodged in enough time, avoiding being sandwiched between the lockers and Desmoshi. She went to her brother's side as he took a knee to the floor, still reeling from the blow. "A freak has no business speaking to me," Ikari said, advancing on the twins. "In case you haven't known- I am the alpha dog around here! What says goes!" He raised his fist, getting ready to collide with Desmoshi's face. And that means taking out trash like you!"
Desmoshi shut his eyes, bracing for the impact. But none came in. Just loud gasps and a few giggles from the crowd. Desmoshi looked up at Ikari, seeing his fist covered in blood but felt no pain. "It's okay." No. Desmoshi turned to where the voice came from, not wanting to confirm his worse fears. His sister lied on the ground with a bloody nose and busted lip, her eyes focused on Desmoshi. "Don't... worry about it," she said weakly. "It's not worth it."
He knew why Mizuki was saying this. The laughing kids making fun of her. The grin on Ikari's face. But worse- his sister lying on the ground because she protected him. Just as he used to do for her. The voice. Ame's voice. 'You going to let them do that to her?' it asked. 'Let your rage take over. Let them feel the heat of your anger. SHOW THEM!'
"Awww... Look at Lil' sis defending her puny brother," Ikari teased mercilessly, advancing again on Desmoshi. "Don't worry. I'll finish your sister off. But first, let's see if-." Ikari got a chance to finish that sentence. The next thing he knew was a stone fist met his jaw. Breaking it completely off its hinges, he was sent flying to the ground, wailing in pain. "Get a teacher!" One of the students yelled out, but it was too late.
The hall went silent as saw Desmoshi in his new form. "Oh no," Mizuki said in fear. Desmoshi was gone. His eyes glowed an eerie white as he faced the mob. Like a lion who eyed the hunters that try to hurt its children. He had four arms growing out of his back made of fire, water, wind, and earth. His other two fists were covered in pure light. His silent rage washed over the hallway as the next word in his mind came into view. HURT. With a loud a roar he pounced on the ones who dared hurt his sister, the sound of destroyed metal and screams ringing through the school.
When Desmoshi came to, he was in the headmaster's office, his parents arguing with the principal on what happened. The five students who tormented him, including Ikari, were in the hospital. Severe burns. Broken bones. Dislocated bones. Thousands of dollars of property damage. Little to say, Desmoshi and Mizuki were never welcome back. He vowed to not answer the problem with violence, although he had no control at the time.
And to see Ikari two years later, blaming the boy for his crimes and his newfound quirk. So much anger and rage came in that fight. But just as Desmoshi was about to strike the final blow, he walked away. Told Ikari if he wanted to be saved, he knew where to find him. Desmoshi wanted to save him, but his duty as a hero came first. He walked away and the authorities could never find Ikari.
End of Flashback
Niji looked on with concern as Desmoshi finished his story for her. She now had a clear understanding of why Desmoshi tried so hard. He was trying to bring unity among people. But people were violent in nature, and they responded to things they didn't understand in such a way. Maybe Kasey-sama had a point after all. And on top of all this, to find out that the bully of your school was a quirker- and hated you for it. It was so much that Desmoshi had to bear. But he wouldn't bear it alone.
"Desmoshi," Niji said, looking for the words to offer her boyfriend. "You are not that person. You only acted that way to protect your sister at the time. Ever since you came to UA, you have shown a side of kindness and respect to others. They don't see you for what you were that day. They see you as a friend and a confidant. And as for Ikari, that's not your fault. He would need to come to terms with himself. Not you." She hoped her words gave some bearing to the situation.
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Aug 21, 2020 18:03:51 GMT -4
"Hmmmm, sounds like a plan~", replied the sculptress, shooting her a cheeky little smile, hardly needing any more words. After all, as teachers, their students were their number one priority. As they should be. Catching Aquitaine eager for the teacher's a attention, Alisa accepted the beer with a smile and nod, more amused by her reaction than she let on. After all, she too had a student dreadfully eager for her attention, and to her credit, the sculptress had no intention to keep her waiting. Instead, she all but delighted in her student's rather eloquent introduction, cooly cracking open her beer and taking a good, long, delighted chug, until a single lone droplet trickled down her chin and into the supple valley of her cleavage: "Myyyy, flattery will get you nowhere sweetie~", teased the sculptress, pulling her can down at last, winking knowingly as her hand reached over her chest. Though tempted to drop her a teasing little line about how school was out, no real need to butter up her teacher as such, Alisa got a distinctive impression that was just the way she carried herself, until even the cool sculptress, vain and receptive to praise, couldn't help but run her finger daintily over her clavicle, "Ufufu~... To think you'd come all the way here just win over your teacher... What an interesting girl you've turned out to be... Don't tell me you're hoping to get the answers to the next test~" At the same time, Alisa wasn't the type who could be so easily charmed, leaning in ever so teasingly, resting a hand on the girl's arm as her eyes narrowed, the lavander scent of her perfume undoubtedly tickling her nostrils as she sat so tantalizingly close to her: "You have me at a loss here, hmmm...?", chuckled the sculptress, cocking her head ever so slightly as she took in the bold beauty who'd approached her so, in a way none of her students had ever dared to... Alisa couldn't help but admire her confidence in a way not many of her colleagues possibly might, "Would hardly be appropriate of me to return those words to you, however earnest they might be... Wouldn't want nobody thinking I was taking advantage of you~" She wouldn't be the first student to seem utterly smitten by her teacher... But she had to admit, Bianca was probably the first and only one to ever approach her in such a fashion: "That said... You seem quite a tasteful young woman hmm~...?", she spoke, smile widening ever so softly, playfully, betraying a hint of her appreciation... Yup... Alisa was certainly one of the more vain teachers among the UA faculty, and deceptively weak to just the right amount of praise... Not that she'd go around giving out the answers to the exams anymore soon.
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Post by Perry Possum on Aug 25, 2020 12:45:16 GMT -4
It was a little strange how these two acted... It was almost like polar opposites arguing among themselves. He couldn't tell if the blue or fire haired boy were actual friends or pin point exactly what tomfoolery was actually happening here. He allowed himself to sigh and watch them with lightly squinted eyes as a small explanation was provided... If one could actually call it that. He did seem a bit agitated perhaps even like a cat with squinting angered eyes almost looking like he could pounce. A small ping hand lightly tapping a finger on his elbow of his suit somewhat as he stood there with small crossed arms for a couple of moments in silent contemplation and though.
"You two are crazy little scamps... Just keep it down and don't be rough on the kid! I'd rather enjoy this outing... Not have to chase after you little chaos gremlins!" He'd say waving a small pointing finger at them the little pink fuzzy finger pointing with more authority then a small fuzzy bodied possum should be able to muster but yet somehow managed too all the same. He would eventually sigh and for the time seem to take seat in a chair nearby perhaps to make sure he could keep his eye on them all the same. "I think I need a beer..." He said to himself in a little sigh making sure to watch those two carefully hoping they'd actually behave with him back here with them at the moment.
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Post by Kaisaki Inoue on Aug 26, 2020 7:25:52 GMT -4
She was so adorable when she blushed! Woooow, what the hell? It was unfair how cute she was like this; how could someone be so beautiful, so... er... s-sexy and so cute all at once!? "Geez if thats how you look when you blush I'm gonna have to do that more often.~" Yet even as she said that, her own face light up in a blush and a warm, yet surprised smile. Their hands interlinked, creating a much more intimate feeling than before... as if they were an actual couple and showing it to the world. W-why was her heart beating so fast?
Yumi's reaction to her joke about Aquitaine only encouraged her own laughter to continue, more laughing at just how funny Yumi found it! Was everything about this girl cute as hell? "Hey, I mean, everyone plays with those little shape blocks and holes as a kid; square blocks don't come out of round holes, y'know? But hey, maybe she's just got some real powerful, meaty hips!" She hoped she hadn't caught the Hero's attention with that remark, she looked like she could tear off her head and stick up her backside sideways with little effort.
Clearly she'd hit a bit of a nerve with the Kirk comment, offering a small apologetic smile as Yumi responded. "Sorry, was just teasing... I won't ask what happened between you and Kirk, or you and the other girl, I promise." If they hadn't been dating though, then that only pointed to a moonlight tryst under the stars! Or... something. Though if she was honest Kirk didn't really seem the type for that. And the blush when she mentioned Jaz only seemed to confirm her suspicions about those two. Well hey, frankly Yumi didn't blame her, the girl was pretty good looking even despite the fact that she looked like she got into a fight with a blender and lost. Bad.
"Dropped out? That's-..." She blinked a little, making a bit of a 'yikes' face. "That's a little worrying, not gonna lie, I mean... now they're just kinda out there, doing whatever they want with their powers, right? Maybe not knowing how to control them or-... Am I thinking about this too much? I probably am, huh?" She rubbed the back of her head bashfully, flashing Yumi a quick smile. It was understandable though, the Hero life wasn't for everyone. Hell, it wasn't for Kai either; she'd decided a long time ago that she'd rather run away from the explosions and screams and fighting than run towards it.
Was that cowardly? Probably. Was it safer? Absolutely. Meant she wasn't getting in anyone's way. Besides, her powers weren't really built for combat anyway, right? All she did was get energy from the sun, how could that be used to fight bad guys and save people. Same way an office plant could, i.e. not at all. Then again, she liked to think she was helping in her own small way by just being positive and happy and nice to the people she met on her deliveries. Her niceness could potentially inspire the next Mozart or Gandhi or... uh... whoever else!
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Post by Basil Chambers on Aug 26, 2020 8:15:29 GMT -4
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UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH [BREAK][BREAK] This kid was proving to be so much more trouble than he expected and geeze...how the hell did he expect anyone to look up to him and be like haha I respect you so much, senpai!?! Like the hell kind of fairy tale reality did that exist?! What, was Japan all about respecting seniors who didn't earn shit just because they had years of service above another or something? Fucking bullshit, not on his watch! The childish senior finally found his goddamn backbone, only to bitch about how he could hear them. Okay, so why the hell didn't he speak up sooner if he didn't want to be treated like a freaking wall flower?! [break][break] At least he was saying something now but like damn, dude, what the actual hell?! [break][break] Once the brat got his ass up and off the chair, the boy with crimson optics rolled his eyes which was emphasized further by the reflective pink ring within, accenting those slit pupils. "Goddamn, seriously?" Muttering those words under his breath as he got up while the kid was flipping a verbal shit level whine and dine tantrum. Carefully lifting Honey as he rose to his feet, he gently plopped her on the seat they were sharing. No one, not a single soul was paying attention to his huge ass hissy fit right now, even as the sprinkler rained down. Basil felt a little bad, sure, but this kid needed to realize he wasn't going to live very long out there if he had to be coddled all the damn time. [break][break] What the hell kind of hero acted like that? [break][break] None should, because that meant they didn't have the fortitude necessary to protect others and themselves. "Build a bridge and get over yourself, man!" Snapping those words out, he scratched the back of his head and looked to Perry who was trying his best to keep the peace. Letting out a soft groan level sigh of just being sooooo over this bullshit, "Look, teach, I'm sorry for my tomfoolery, I'll try to tone it down so you can enjoy your vacation and crap, but...seriously? If this is how heroes are acting out there, pros are just gonna be the butt of every joke..." Biting his tongue on how he could use a beer himself, no one needed to know he did illegal shit to any capacity...so even cracking a joke about wanting alcohol might cause more red flags. [break][break] Speaking of acting like a damn hero, he got his own shit together and made his way over to whiny teen...crying about how he wanted to go home. "Yeah, I was being pretty shitty to you, I admit that...but what did you expect me to do when I found out you were a third year? Suddenly respect you when you've just acted like a pushover this entire time, like come on...respect is earned, man." Guiding him away from the sprinkler as best as he could with a slight frown with hints of frustration, he took off his own jacket and pat the sad cat boy "Go dry off as best you can in the bathroom and when you get back, I'll let you use my jacket...'least you aren't paying for anything...so try to make the best of this trip, make friends, whatever...cause ya don't get to go home yet." [break][break] Thumb pointing over to the bathroom, he headed back over to the seat and sat across Honey before plopping the jacket upon his lap with a heavy sigh, "Guuuuuuuuuh.....am I really that much of an asshole?" It was like a rhetorical question at this point since even he was thinking of himself as a total jackass, but you know what? That just meant he could use it to his advantage to make that tantrum throwing third year ready for becoming a pro... [attr=class,bpunkiwofleft] [attr=class,bpunkiwofright] [attr=class,bpunkiwofextra]Seasonal Flames [attr=class,bpunkiwofcredit]by punki
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2020 4:22:39 GMT -4
Desmoshi looked out the window, thinking about the words that Niji gave. "Maybe you are right," Desmoshi said. "But I feel like I could have still done more. Maybe change his way of thinking." Desmoshi and Niji sat in silence, letting the sounds of the other students travel into the car. He then looked at Niji. "What about you?" Desmoshi said looking at his girlfriend. "You didn't tell me all about what happened six years ago." As soon as he said it, he saw Niji's face turn stony, void of all emotion. "I'm sorry," Desmoshi said, waving his hands in panic. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Niji looked at her boyfriend taking a deep breath. "No," Niji answered him. "We do."
Flashback
Nine-year-old Niji was happy. It was her birthday. And all of her nine band-mates/friends were invited. They had just got done doing a concert in Akihabara together, with her father managing the whole event. She was happy to have a dad that supported her dreams of singing. And she was happier to have friends that shared in the adventure with her. What better way to celebrated her birthday than with a sleepover. She had been waiting for this all week and she was excited, to say the least.
Jeeves and Chereka had left for the evening, her father saying that security would not be needed for tonight. All should be quiet at the Uta Estate. She was in her room with her friends, Niji sitting with the group sharing stories. "I can't wait until we go over to the US," Niji said with excitement. "We get to meet new people and see new sights."
One of the girls looked nervous. "I don't know. My mom said that people in America are a lot different." Niji put a reassuring shoulder on her friend's shoulder. "Don't worry," Niji said with a smile. "It will be fun. And plus we will all be together with my dad. I promise." Another girl spoke up. "Do you think we will be together forever?" Niji gave a wide smile. "Of course. I promise." The girls hugged each other and partied late into the night.
Until bedtime. The quiet of the night blanketing the girls as they slept. Niji's father was in his lab working his research and getting prepared for the girls' tour. No one would hear the break of a lock. Or the creak of the door opening. The figure moved through the house, making his way up the stairs. He had seen the building plans for the house. He found the room where the young girls sleeping. He lost everything. It was time for the man to pay by losing something of his.
Desmoshi listened intently until Niji took a pause, a small tear escaping her eye. "And then what happened?" Desmoshi asked, preparing for the worst. He knew the ending, he just didn't know how it got to that point. Niji looked back at him and continued.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2020 23:41:42 GMT -4
Niji took a deep breath, continuing her story. This was what she was afraid to talk about with Desmoshi- her past.
Flashback
The sound of a wooden door being smashed in. The screams of the girls in panic. All these sounds pulled Kenshiro, Niji's father, from his work. As he charged up the stairs to see what was going on, he feared the worse. He had no security- they had go home for the night. He made it Niji's room and his heart sank. The fear show wide in his eyes as panic settled in. "Dr. Velo," Kenshiro whispered.
The mad doctor looked at Kenshiro, standing next to the tied up girls. Their expression was filled with fear, tears ran down their face. "Don't you dare speak to me as though we are colleagues!" Velo said to Kenshiro. "Your little published theories to the company ruined me. Your research discredited mines. They gave you the grant and now you would get to make your own company!"
Velo laughed like a madman. He was gone. There was no rationalization. Only revenge. "You think you could take everything from me? My research? My position? My life?! NO! I will make you pay!" He pointed to the girls. "I was there for your little concert. So I think I will take everything from you! Just like you did me!" He held up a makeshift trigger for all to see with a red button on it. "I rigged your entire house with bombs. Strong enough to erase and your legacy off the face of this planet!"
Kenshiro looke at the man, holding up his hands. "Please let the girls go. This is between you and me. I can give you what ever you want." The scientist put his hands up to his ears, as thought shutting out Kenshiro's words. "SHUT UP! I'M DONE TALKING! GOODBYE KENSHIRO! FOREVER!" Kenshiro looked at the man. He wasn't going to be able to talk him out of this. He looked at his daughter. He knew tonight he was going to die. And her friends wouldn't survive this. He knew that his daughter would have the memory of this forever. Niji's father knew that there was no other option. He couldn't save everyone. But maybe he could save his daughter. He reached out and pressed a button on the young girl's Rainbow core, a device used to control Niji's quirk.
Her quirk activated and provide her with an egg-like, nano shield. It’s thin glass shown with many rainbow-like colors as Niji was able to see everything through it. Her quirk would protect her out of defense. Her father knew this. It was only going to save her. She watched the explosion go off. "DADDY, NO!!" Niji yelled, banging against the shield. The explosion could be heard through her egg-like dome. She couldn’t turn the shield off or extend to help her father and friends. It was only protecting her. She watched as the explosion engulfed her room. The mad scientist with an evil smile…. Her friends’ tears and screams of fear and confusion… her father’s “I love you”... All gone within the flames. And she watched it all.
End of Flashback
Niji finsished her story, tears streaming her eyes. "When they came to invistigate, there were no bodies left," Niji said quietly. "The mansion... Velo... my friends... my father. They were complete ashes. Jeeves and Chereka took over as my guardians. The families kept saying it wasn't my fault." Niji dried away the tears. "I stop singing and everyone called that night the Uta Incident. The government didn't care about my problems. They said it was unfortunate." Niji looked at Desmoshi. "That was my friends and my dad. Their lives were not "unfortunate". They were everything to me. And now they are gone."
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Aug 28, 2020 5:19:07 GMT -4
She rolled her eyes a little but with a playful smile as Kai teased her about her blush, giving her side a small jab with her elbow. Nothing too hard, especially with the arm rest meaning she couldn’t get a perfect angle on her attack, but enough that it’d be a playful warning to the blonde as Yumi stick her tongue out at her after the assault.
She snorted louder however as they continued to rip on Aquitaine and Yasashi’s situation and as funny as Yumi found it she felt she better nip this in the bud while she could… even if it was definitely hilarious picturing Aquitaine just firing baby Yasashi like a slicked up cannonball out of those ‘powerful meaty hips’. “N-no okay so… apparently Yasashi was a really small kid before his quirk kicked in, or so I’m told, so you don’t have to go worrying about Aquitaine’s nether regions or… her husband’s enjoyment.~” She snickered into her palm, unable to resist one last jab. God she hoped the teachers didn’t hear this.
As Yumi calmed down a bit she waved off the worries Kai had with Jaz and Kirk, “Nah they’re just… embaressing parts of my history I guess? I don’t mean you shouldn’t ever see them or…” She shrugged, not knowing how to finish that point. “Just be prepared for what you might hear I guess and know that… well I’m on the fence about what I did with Jaz and it’s a bit of a funny story I’ll admit, but I’m definitely not proud of what happened with Kirk. We’re all good now though so don’t worry about you making friends with an enemy or something. He’s one of my best buds.~”
She started to relax more, feeling the comfort of the train’s cushiony seat, an eye peeking open as Kai seemed to get worried about students who dropped out of the UA course. “I mean… not really? I think one of our ex students became a criminal but it’s not like UA made him one? We teach people how to rescue, how to be restrained. If someone leaves UA they may have a trained quirk sure but I don’t see them being much better than a criminal who has a few years experience…” She didn’t mean to brush it off, buuuuut it wasn’t really like they could do much to prevent a bad egg going away with what they’d learned yeah? Not like there weren’t other villains who could show them the ropes with all those crime things…
She ended up tilting to the side, resting her cheek on Kai’s shoulder with her eyes closed. “Hey…we got a bit of a ride… mind if I close my eyes for a bit?” She’d aslready taken the initiative there and snuggled her cheek onto Kai’s shoulder, she wasn’t asleep but her eyelids were definitely resting now as she took a few slow breaths and just enjoyed the comfort of her fancy train seat and Kai’s own shoulder.
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Aug 28, 2020 7:25:47 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Who says it needs to go anywhere~?” Smiling with delight as even her young eyes could see that despite the verbal response of the vixen it seemed that some part of her teacher was pleased by her words, even if Alisa couldn’t really respond appropriately to her given the nature of their relationship and the setting they were in, it seemed there was a weird sense of excitement in trying anyway and seeing just what kind of reaction she could elicit. Subtle or otherwise. “Heeheehee, can’t the simple expression of enjoyment be its own reward~?” Giggling as the woman seemed to guess that her words were meant to achieve some sort of special recompense from the ravishing raven, even though Miss Bellucci was probably being a little liberal with the truth when she said that she was saying such things without any form of recompense in mind for her efforts, for the time being she was happy to enjoy the fact that she was making a lovely lady smile and see where such a habit might lead her. “You’re at a loss~?” Smiling and flicking her hair a little as her marvellous mentor seemed to address the elephant in the room, or the train car in this case, while it was an obvious fact that they couldn’t really let things between them go further than simple conversation without provoking some sort of scandal Bianca felt rather fearless in the face of such a fact, and cheeky as well. “What of me~? I mean here I am, trying to look my finest, being overshadowed in every way by such an enchanting ebony empress~?” Not so ignorant or idiotic that she was unaware of the implications of trying to break the taboo that stood between the two of them but also rather enjoying the simple chance to indulge the company of a woman as wondrous as the one before her, the black beauty did not feel like backing off before she had made rather a memorable impression, and hoped that this finely featured fellow femme was half as brazen as she was as well. After all, despite the assertion of this amazing amazon, she seemed to speak out more because of convention than conviction, or at least that was how her junior saw the situation anyway. “Oh now you flatter me, I think~?” Smiling as she found that she was not the only person in this conversation to be complimented either, though Miss Bellucci played it coy as she responded to the comment about her exquisite degree of taste, internally she was elated to have such a fact noted by an elegant enchantress like Alisa, and that probably showed in the smile she wore in response to the approval she was bathed with. “I mean hearing praise for my taste from such dark and delightful divinity is… Quite the compliment in my eyes, I must say~?” Naturally not the type to let such an opportunity to continue this dance of words with this wonder of womanliness pass up either, the teasing teen turned the matter back at the belle before her in an almost purring fashion, and wondered how this little game of ‘chat up chess’ would proceed from here on out…
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Post by Rowan Sakamoto on Aug 28, 2020 8:38:43 GMT -4
Trying to usher Miku to speak to others did not work, she remained shy or maybe too confused by what happened with Hiro and Bura. She herself waved goodbye to Amare when he handed Miku his number and just looked over her friend's shoulder. "Interesting, you make people like you with just being pretty." It was supposed to be something nice but it did not work like that. She was maybe a little grump, a little bad about what happened with herself and decided to not talk too much. She took a little can of fruit juice from her bag and offered one of the two that she had to Miku. She should maybe say something, apologize for her behaviour or anything but her eyes just looked at Hiro and his small seat and Bura, hm. Some other first year showed up and Rowan couldn't help but sigh a little as this proved only the more that this thing was a bad idea and she would just pull up her legs, give more space to the tall people across from her and look outside.
Finally, after a few minutes and a few sips of her drink, she turned to Miku. "I am sorry, I am glad you are here but it's just... I shouldn't have come." She shouldn't have gone to something Sean particularly liked and so on, it was just really silly. But she wanted to meet up more with others, try to have fun and so on. What more could she try with that, it was absolutely ridiculous how much she had been with her nose in books instead of trying to meet people and hang out with them. It was to be honest quite pathetic. She did not know what to say more than that and if Miku didn't say anything she would continue to look outside for as far as she would be able to see anything.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Aug 28, 2020 8:50:47 GMT -4
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Nothing back from Kenji, maybe he really did find his friends on the train to hang out with?
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Or perhaps he fell asleep....
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Fion seemed to be really passionate about birthdays, much like his parents...maybe he really should just agree without hassling him about it? Softly sighing and trying to ease the stress away with promises of anime and shenanigans of that nature, there was the problem of this bag. Beaumont was an absolute shut in most days, though he was honestly making such strides to improve and be better about communication with people. This was a rough day in that regard, much to his dismay and he was shaken to the core at the thought of drifting around among mostly strangers since the owner might actually be on the train. Fussing through everything within, he furrowed his brows in thought...
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Continuing to check through for some form of identification, to no avail...nothing.
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Okay...ultimately, his friend was right that they should try to find the owner. Maybe a little peek into the aisle won't hurt? Biting his lower lip he leaned out a little and looked around, once is eyes fell upon a familiar figure of a boy talking to a....orange...cat? Squinting with a slight pout and shudder, he turned his attention back to Fion and spoke in a tone riddled about in concern, "I...found the owner in the aisle...but um...I...I...um...I...erm...I...I think I'll wait until we get to the onsen....I..I'll get it back to him then..."
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Shuffling the bag down near his feet after putting everything away, a shaky sigh escaped him that left no riddle nor mystery about how anxiety ridden he truly was!
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Post by Fion Galon on Aug 28, 2020 11:40:55 GMT -4
Fion wasn't really sure what kind of response to expect from Monty on trying to find the owner of the bag or not Fion could noticed Monty looking through the bag though. He wondered if he was looking for a form of ID or not to identify the owner or not or something similar to that affect. It wasn't too long when Monty gave his response on the matter sounded like the person or at least someone who looked similar to them was on the train with them which was a good thing to learn.
Though sounded like Monty was to nervous to go upto the guy and ask him until they reached their destination which Fion was fine with he didn't feel like making his friend leave his comfort zone. Fion decided to shift back to his laptop to go through his anime list and decided he'd just put on some wyvern orb they hadn't fully watched it yet together anyway. "Guess we can watch some Wyvern orb then? Just don't forget to give him his bag back when we get there okay?"
Fion soon turned on the show to the episode they were last on and got ready to enjoy the rest of the ride to their destination hopefully it'd be a fun trip for them.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2020 1:54:20 GMT -4
Desmoshi sat in silence for a bit as the train rode along the tracks. He didn't know that what Niji was dealing with was this... heavy. He still had his parents, his sister, and his friends. And even Niji. But Niji... Desmoshi looked at his girlfriend and took her hand. "You may have lost a lot," Desmoshi said, rubbing her hand slowly, "but you also gain a lot." Desmoshi put her head on his shoulder. "You here at UA with great friends. You also have Jeeves and Chereka and my family. You are talented." He kissed the young Uta's forehead gingerly. "And you have me. And I am not going anywhere. I promise."
Desmoshi wondered if what he was saying was helping any. He couldn't imagine what it felt like to be in that moment. To watch everything go up in such a tragedy. It must hurt a lot. Every memory. Every picture. A constant reminder of what could go wrong if heroes did not protect this world. But was Desmoshi good enough to stop such a tragedy from happening? He wasn't sure. But he would do his best. He had to become the number one hero. Not just for his sake. But for the sake of others to lose their love ones. Like Niji.
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