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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Sept 22, 2018 6:40:31 GMT -4
Yumi watched the ‘new’ girl as she fidgeted so much and seemed so awkward in her own skin. If this was an aspect of Robin’s quirk, Yumi was instantly convinced he didn’t use it much, and if he did, he didn’t like to. He seemed so uncomfortable and embarrassed…Yumi couldn’t relate to the latter aspect, she rarely got embarrassed, but being uncomfortable with one’s own quirk…yeah, she could definitely relate to that. She came to UA specifically to suppress her own quirk better till she’d ended up learning to control it instead.
She heard the English curses and her brow furrowed, and she nodded along to knowing who Robin was. “S-sorry. I more meant er…do you go by a different name as…a girl?” She offered a weak smile as she let the person before her continue to squirm, not really sure what she could do to help in this rather unusual situation. The comment of her having a punchline was definitely enough to throw her off though, wondering what he meant when he’d said that…did he expect her to make fun of him? The hell? Was that common when he’d been growing up with this quirk. She felt a twinge offended but moreso she was worried for him if this was the reaction he expected, suddenly hoisting herself up onto the edge of the bed, and giving into her Yumi urges as she threw her arms around the form of a girl on the bed, holding them close to herself in a firm but soft hug.
“Hey I don’t know what you’re expecting, or why, but I’m not gonna make fun of this…heh…the funniest thing is just that you think I would.~” She pulls back with a very warm smile and taps the nose of Robin before her, tilting her head off to one side and speaking clearly. “If anything, I’ve got a LOT of questions, but if you need time to recover, or heck, even get your head on straight, I can hold them back. Heck if it makes you more comfortable I won’t ever ask them…I’m just worried I made you push yourself to do this somehow…is…is this something to do with your heat quirk? I mean it’s a rather…unusual side effect if such is the case.”
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Post by Robin Engell on Sept 22, 2018 21:55:39 GMT -4
She’s frozen despite the heat of her cheeks and the heat of her quirk.
There’s chaos in her heart, thoughts and feelings that swell from her belly and breast and rise, so many that they compete and clog and stop short of finding her lips or her brain. They coalesce in her throat, where the girl chokes on them, swallows and suppresses and tries to keep cool.
She can’t parse her feelings, can’t divide them out and give them names, can’t separate them as they combine and expand and leak from red eyes as tears. In hindsight, in a time far away from now, she would recognize them.
The hot shame and embarrassment of being discovered, of being patronized by someone who she feels must be laughing inside.
The conscious relief she feels when the pieces are put together, when she understands in the front of her brain that Yumi is trustworthy, that the life she’d intended hasn’t finished.
The physical excitement of skin-to-skin contact with someone undeniably cute, a sensation that would fluster any teen, boy or girl.
The bottomless embarrassment as she realizes what that unfamiliar tingling actually is.
And a small spark that lights up and tightens in her belly and chest.
All unknown to her in the moment, all a blend, a hodgepodge of emotions that become silent, salty tears.
Yumi pulls away and taps her nose, and Robin feels her heart stop in that moment, stolen. Wide-eyed and bright red and swallowing tears.
‘Cute,’ she thinks.
It’s the first affection she’s ever had, she feels.
She tries to speak, chokes and coughs and glances away, wipes at eyes that still hold onto a defiant glare. She squirms once again, vigorously now, puts hands onto Yumi’s shoulders and tries to shuffle out of her grip. If there had been doubt in Yumi’s mind about Robin’s sex, the way her body moves and feels would undoubtedly quiet them. She spares a hand to hide and wipe away her tears.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m… Why my eyes are like this. No, yeah, I’m still Robin. And… Yeah, it’s my quirk. The same quirk.”
And if Yumi lets her, she’ll pull away, force herself to the side of the bed, wincing, and finally rise, taking hold of the black shirt on the stand next to her. Her composure weak but her worries silenced – Yumi sees her knees shaking as she stands even as her expression calms and flattens.
"You didn't do anything. This is my fault. And as for questions, I- I don't think... I can't really answer. Right now."
“Please don’t tell anyone, Yumi. I’m sorry, but, just… Please, okay?”
And she sniffles, turns to face her and wipes her eyes with one hand, toys with the hair at the back of her neck with the other.
WORD COUNT: 462 NOTES: Still using "boku".
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Sept 23, 2018 7:01:48 GMT -4
Yumi offered a sweet smile even as the girl pulled away, glad to confirm it was Robin she was talking to and not some other identity, and while she felt the girl looked like she could use a hug, Yumi wasn’t gonna force it in this situation. Everything was like walking on a glass floor right now. One step too far or too hard and everything would shatter beneath you. She curled her fingers against the sheets, just smiling at the other girl and hoping her presence offered some light reassurance that everything was okay, more than it embarrassed or frustrated the other girl at the very least.
“Hey hey, you’re okay…” Not wanting to push a hug, but not about to let someone just cry infront of her without some form of support, Yumi leaned across and brushed a thumb over the girl’s cheek, wiping off a tear that had escaped her eyes and just brushing it off on the tattered remains of her own pants, hooking a knee up onto the bed so that they could be side to side without her fully sharing the bed with him, a warm smile still on her lips.
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell a soul. Cross my heart.” She wanted to know why he was so against sharing this aspect of her quirk, but she wouldn’t push. Not till she was sure Robin was comfortable enough to share with her. “Trust me, I may be a very open person, but if someone wants something to stay private, it stays private okay? So this is absolutely just between us.” She offered another bright smile when something came to mind.
“Oh, the soldiers said they’d supply us with some of their spare clothes!” She continued on like the shift in topic was entirely natural, wanting the other girl with her to feel like they didn’t have to linger on the negatives. “Probably won’t be the most comfortable thing but…gets us out of these scorched rags right?”
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Post by Robin Engell on Sept 23, 2018 23:06:45 GMT -4
She looks to Yumi and locks her gaze, tethers her eyes to the girl in front of her as she swallows those tears.
‘I believe her.’
She’s surprised as she thinks it, but the thought frees her a little, lifts weight and lets her stand strong and firm. Another sip of water meets her lips, deeper and fuller and more confident now – one gulp, two, three before she’s done, breathes sharp through her nose and sets the bottle down once again. Eyes and cheeks still red, but her tears have been stopped.
And with her words, Robin even forces a smile, small and soft and hesitant.
“That’s good. The stuff in my bag is in men’s sizes, so it’s not ideal for this specific… uh, problem.”
Her palm clings to the cloth in her grip, lifts it and unfolds it – her smile falls to a cocked pout when she sees it’s emblazoned with the logo for the JSDF, even moreso when she realizes it’s sized and cut for a woman’s build.
“Sorry,” and she cocks her head over her shoulder, glances to Yumi with her back turned.”Could you shut your eyes for a second?”
If Yumi does, Robin turns back around, sighs, takes off her shirt and leaves a slim body bare, shivers with cold and the sensation of singed cloth on bare skin for only a moment – the JSDF’s spare shirt follows shortly, rougher and poorly cut. It hugs her chest and hangs loosely by her hips, but her modesty is at least somewhat preserved, even as the lack of support stays obvious.
“You can look now.”
And she turns back to face her bright red but with a stubborn expression, one that tries hard to look brave. Her arms cross and fold over her chest, as if to hide it from view.
“And, Yumi...”
Her gaze drifts, falls and locks to the mattress.
“Thank you.”
WORD COUNT: 317 NOTES: Still using "boku".
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Sept 25, 2018 7:31:19 GMT -4
Watching Robin start to down her water bottle definitely brought Yumi some relief. She didn’t know exactly how dehydrated the girl was but to even see her following the nurse’s advice was very good and heart warming, and it let her feel like her presence was more relaxing now than alarming, or, at the very least, it was definitely neutral. She felt she should mention the nurse didn’t know about her condition, and that if it could have any complications she should maybe speak up but…if Robin was so keen on hiding the truth even when it had made her pass out like that from the strain, it was clear to Yumi at least that she definitely would already know if this was dangerous in any way, and the fact she wasn’t asking any questions about how she’d been treated already said it probably wasn’t a worry.
“Heh, well we got buff girls and buff men sizes to choose from, so I think they smallest they got will be a bit big even for me.~” She offered a playful smile, glad the two of them seemed to be easing up a bit more as they spoke and shifting to get a little bit more comfortable as she sat on that corner of the bed. “I wouldn’t worry about it though. Just gotta wear it till we get home to our own clothes afterall eh? I mean…I can tell this…thing, whatever it is…you’re not a fan of it. But I’d bed you’re at least prepared for it right?” She offered a tender smile and gently nudged robin before things shifted onward.
At the question to close her eyes, she tilts her head, only to notice the army had already supplied spare clothes she hadn’t noticed. She very quickly grabs the items she’d need from the pile and leaves a set for Robin, nodding and covering her eyes with her hand. Normally she’d tease about them both being girls, but this situation definitely required a lot more respect, and she made sure to emphasize what she planned to do with the words “No peeking, promise.”
She heard the ruffling of clothe, and when she could she opened her eyes. The words ‘you look cute’ came to mind but she didn’t dare speak them allowed, and instead focused on her own clothes, just keeping her electro proof sports bra on and slipping an army jacket over it, not bothering to zip it up before working on the pants, sliding them up her legs and over her spats, giving a soft hum as Robin wanted her attention again, but her smile as warm as ever as she heard what came after.
“Don’t you mention it okay?” She shifted over and finally gave into her urges, giving Robin a tight squeeze in a borderline loving hug as she cupped the opposite side of her head and pulled her deep into the squeezing hug. “Mmmm. I pushed you into it so don’t you dare apologize okay?~ I’m just glad you’re feeling better if anything.”
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Post by Robin Engell on Sept 25, 2018 13:37:02 GMT -4
Yumi looms above, and she sees for the first time from this angle how much taller she than Robin in this form, how much room she still has to grow. From this close, she’s forced to look up to her in every sense.
Culture shock from the girl with electric powers. Robin’s flushed red, skin bright and ego brittle, and without enough nerve to let her pride deny the contact. It’s warm, she thinks – with calories burned her body struggles to heat itself, reads cold and frozen, but Yumi’s touch burns like a hearth, invigorating, her scent comforts with the promise of home. Pressed together by an aggressive intimacy with skin melding to skin, she feels somehow cared for. Safe.
‘Even lo-’
And the barest thought sends her reeling, feeling, burning – her quirk burns out of control with the tiny flame it can while injured, warms Yumi and Robin together with the soft heat of the summer sun. If Yumi could see the face of the girl pressed into her shoulder, it would be wide and red and flustered, lips pursed and sealed and eyes wide and wild. Embarrassed.
‘Are girls just this intimate with each other?’ she thinks.
She fidgets, ignores the tingle in her chest and belly, lets a hand slowly, tentatively rise and curl around Yumi’s back only to fall before making contact. Instead, she grips the other girl’s hips, slowly and gently pulls them apart so she can speak, though does her best to glance down and keep her gaze hidden.
“I- It’s fine. I told you it’s my fault. You didn’t make me do anything.”
And those hands prise them farther, drive a gap in between until Robin pulls away completely.
“I’m sorry, I’m, uh… I’m really confused, right now, so, I think I’m going to try to go home. Thank you again, Yumi – I know people who would’ve left me unconscious at best or taken advantage at worst, so… It really does mean something to me.
“You’re really unique, I think.”
All spoken with back turned and heart hidden. She starts to step toward the flap, slow and hesitant.
“And… If you want to talk again sometime, I might not say no.”
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Sept 27, 2018 9:14:05 GMT -4
Yumi felt that sudden burst of warmth, and while Robin may have been using it to get away in her weakened state, Yumi saw it as encouragement because the heat and warmth was so inviting, squeezing her a moment longer before she feels the gentle push to pull them apart, but even then she isn’t offended. By now she was aware her boundaries were much further than most people were comfortable with, and she rests back in a comfortable position against the wall behind the hospital bed. She did still feel a little guilty that she’d guided Robin to push herself to do…whatever had happened, but she wouldn’t’ force anything and decided to keep quiet on the fact she still felt she was to blame.
Saying she was confused though…Yumi wondered what about. Was it really not common for them to use this aspect of their quirk? Yumi could tell she was uncomfortable so she didn’t wanna push anything, and she was glad that it was basically confirmed she had some value here, a warm smile flowing over her lips, though as Robin started to leave, though she wouldn’t stop her, Yumi got up and delayed her for a moment.
“H-hey erm…I dunno how common this is for you but…it clearly makes you uncomfortable, so if it ever happens again and you wanna hide…or you just wanna talk even…quirk or not…I’m the third room on the left in the 1-C dorms. So…you’re free to come by anytime, okay…?~”
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Post by Robin Engell on Sept 28, 2018 16:44:16 GMT -4
“1-C.”
The girl’s steps pause, halt and fall short of the flap, rest flat on pavement with a raised hand on a stand for support.
Glancing back with a half-hearted smile. “Boys aren’t allowed in the girls dorms though, right? … No, I’m kidding.”
Heavy sigh, and again Yumi sees only the back of her head.
“It doesn’t happen often,” she admits after a short pause, lifts a foot and taps her toes against concrete to slide a now oversized sneaker back in place, “I haven’t been… like this,” swiping down her body with her free hand, “in a year or two now. But I feel like I might be pushing my quirk harder than I have before in the future, so who knows.”
“Thank you again.”
And she braces herself, her chest and her heart and her body itself. And she leaves.
‘I know why you’re in the hero course,’ she thinks, lets herself drift under the flap and along a beaten path. Dodging authority on auto-pilot, letting words flow natural and free and without thought from her mouth as that nurse catches her and tries to keep her for observation. Her excuses are hindbrain, spoken without recognition from any conscious attention – her thoughts are toward the abstract, away from here and now.
‘You’re a heroic person. A heroic personality without shame or dread, concerned with others’ well being way before your own. Even if you have doubts, you’re perfectly suited for this sort of thing, aren’t you?’
‘That’s why you’re in 1-C, and I’m in General Studies. Quirks aside, you’ve got a stronger personality, too. A stronger will. A stronger heart.’
The flaps of the medical tent drift behind, fold and flap like a waving flag. The sun is bright – a hand reaches to guard squinting eyes, and she glances, tries to find her footing. In a few moments, she’s left, a stranger in a crowd and a stranger to herself.
“Do I really want to be a hero?”
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Post by Esperia on Sept 29, 2018 18:22:39 GMT -4
Yumi 45x2= 90 EXP Robin 50x2= 100 EXP
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