Heiress and Hero (Mia)

Mia was glad to see the young girl had a strong head on her shoulders and was excited to go into hero work, though as they mentioned they worried that being a hero was selfish rather than going into the family business or whatever made them think as much, Mia had to chuckle a little as she recalled her own motives for getting into hero work, and in part she had to admit-

“Kid, honestly, when you boil it down, everything can be selfish. People don’t JUST give out of the goodness of their heart, they do it cause it might make ‘em feel good to do nice things and shit. If people don’t get even something flimsy and intangible like that out of something, they don’t do it. As much as I feel like I can call myself a good person, I can admit with an odd bit of pride, I totally didn’t get into hero work for the right reasons. Not as a vigilante before they took me pro at least. I was a loose cannon, always looking for a fight. I got into being a hero more for the chance to take people out than to actually do good….buuuuut over the years, it grew on me, and I wouldn’t say following your own dreams or anything is in any way selfish. It means you know what you want, and you’re going after it. At the very least ya can take some pride that you’re chasing after a very morallic profession!~”

She lifted her drink in a brief cheers motion before downing it and quickly pouring another juice.

She’d chuckle a little at Karen’s choice of words, teasing that she’d debate quirk law with her in a more public setting perhaps? She felt like that was the implication, that she needed to keep up the good girl act but she was thankful for Mia to give her the go ahead anyway, and Mia in turn was eager to see her display her quirk. She leaned forward a little in her seat, cupping her hands together as they rested between her knees, eagerly awaiting a display even as Karen went on to explain that she had a lot of excuses at the ready, given where they were, and the fact Mia herself was a customer who had the power to request such a demonstration.

“Eh, good thing you chose to play along rather than go down the debate route anyway. If it ain’t obvious I’m a lot more Brawn than brain.” She shamelessly admitted with a small, self deprecating chuckle at her own expense, rolling her shoulders back as she got comfortable and watching Karen work her magic of her quirk.

Watching the display, Mia wasn’t too ‘impressed’ but she was certainly engaged to say the least. The fact she didn’t just hover but instead gave out this odd little red aura was definitely interesting and had Mia questioning how it worked, and like any quirk, she was more than happy to see it, but she also had the sense of bluntness in her own head to tell herself ‘well it’s cool but it’s no fire control or psychic manipulation’. She wouldn’t say this allowed of course, it was just a general observation afterall and Mia meant no ill will by it, let alone any ill will she intended to spread at that.

“Flying huh? Definitely the power of a super hero!~” She commented idly. She’d been watching a lot of old super-hero moves to get ideas for how to use her super strength lately and one about a kid turning into a super hero resonated with her…Shazam? Yeah, sounded right. Some kid in that film mentioned that as cool as invisibility was, most people given a choice would go with flight because it seemed like the more heroic power. “Got much in terms of offense, or you more looking to be a rescue hero? Being able to fly onto the scene faster than the police cars and ambulances would certainly help with that.~”


She took in the talk about her inheriting it from her mother, and Mia snickered a little. “Ya know I don’t get all that guff about quirks being heriditory. My dad looks like a sasquatch and my mom is literally an angel. How the hell I ended up with a massive red horn and muscles for days from those two fuckin’ is beyond me…”

She paused, realizing her choice of words and dipping her head a little. “Er…sorry for the crude language kid. Guess I’m a little more used to speakin’ ta people my age still.” Or kids like Jaz who were more than happy to use vulgar language themselves. “Hope it didn’t put ya off…try to keep it clean for the cameras but I weren’t exactly raised in the most…eloquent home.” She chuckled idly and added for a bit of context on the quirk think. “Seriously though, I know a lot of kids have quirks like their parents, but the only thing we all got in common is you can relate us to mythical creatures. I’m a demon, my sis is a griffin, and my little brother’s a dragon. The lot of us don’t look nuttin’ like our parents quirks…well except my sis and my mom, what with the whole…feathered wings thing, but my sister has these huge claws she can summon which my Ma’ can’t, so they’re not exactly twinsies.”

“Oh I mean, Don’t get me wrong, flying’s definitely impressive! Definitely has the super hero image to it, especially if you plan on ramming your enemies with speed and power!” She grinned heartily. Even if flight alone wasn’t the most powerful quirk, it had great applications and lots of possibility if used right. Mia perhaps would never go for it if somehow given the choice, but with all the quirker pride she had, pretty much every quirk was amazing in her eyes. She’d even once talked to a kid who had the power to temporarily give others his own poor eyesight and how amazing his quirk could be in taking opponents by surprise and dizzying them while giving him way more of an advantage. Suffice to say, no matter the quirk, Mia felt she could find some badass positives to it, from the silliest to the coolest.

“Props to you though for working with it! I mean I…well okay, I can’t say I wouldn’t do the same, cause with my nature I’d try and turn any quirk into a fighting quirk, but I know a lot of people who woulda just settled for being a rescue hero if there main utility was flight. Really kid, if you’re planning to go to UA you’re gonna do well with a creative head like that on your shoulders.~” She smiled warmly before sipping from her juice, relaxing back into her seat.

All the same, Karen seemed to have an even better head on her shoulders, or even just a good heart, as she admitted she had the smarts to aim to be a rescue hero with her quirk. Good, good. It was always good to have some realistic aims rather than pushing yourself too far. While some DID have the capacity to go outside of their comfort zones and be anything they wanna be, Mia had to admit that sometimes it was better to excel at something you have a talent for, than force yourself to be the bottom ringer at something you WANT, but may not have the natural inclination towards.

“Hey if ya want a good mentor you should definitely look into some of the kids in the year above you. I’ve got my eyes on a handful of them that all look promising as hell, so you could definitely find someone who can give you a new outlook on your own ideas. Still…” She paused, stroking her chin idly. “A lot of them are also very….individualistic? (that last word was spoken in English, Mia’s Japanese not good enough to find the word without butchering it) Er…they’re focused on themselves, but not in a bad way. They just wanna make sure they make themselves on the top of THEIR game before worrying too much about the rest. I wouldn’t take offense to it, but if any of them come off a bit brutish or hard headed, that’s all it is. They wanna make sure they’re great heroes first and foremost ya know?” Least, that’s how Mia saw it in kids like Jaz.

Mia’s brow raised as Karen brought up the idea her family members would benefit from the product line. Briefly she took it as the playful tease it was likely intended, but while Mia herself struggled to find women’s gym gear or any female cut shirts in her size, her brother had to cut holes in the back of his shirts for his dragon spikes, and while her sister had a special brace to keep in her wings, her mother liked to display hers, which lead to the same problem as her brother. Plus, due to all his fur, Mia’s dad tended to opt not to wear a shirt. Something that let his fur covered skin breathe could be appreciated.

“Actually, ya know what. You have absolutely got a point. I think my brother and mom especially would really like some things that fit without having to cut holes in them for a change, hahaha!~” She smirked wide and lightly pat her thigh, idly hitting herself so to speak for not thinking of it herself. “Do you guys got official ‘cards’ or something? Need to make sure I give them your number so they can start ordering stuff.” She paused and added. “Oh, do you guys just do original brands? Or can you work with other brands to make quirker-fit versions of them?”

Mia smirked just a little but waved off the comment about the kids being something special to earn her attention, commenting simply. “Oh please, most of them just remind me of myself. I know I don’t have a similar world view to a lot of the more…well, let’s be blunt, the more ‘professional’ heroes, so I wanna make sure these kids know there’s a hero like me doing pretty damn well for myself on my own merit!” She crossed her firm arms over her chest with a cheeky little nod. “They’re promising kids still don’t get me wrong, but most of all I wanna keep an eye on who’s gonna keep things interesting once they leave school and join the game ya know? It’s gonna be a good thing to have some good relationships with those kids…especially the few I actually do think could give me a run for my money.~” She smirked extra wide, hinting there were at least a few kids she actually did think deserved some high praise.

With the idea of getting her family members to use this place’s services on the table, Mia listened along to what could be done with on brand clothing, smirking a little. Her brother did have a certain style he kinda liked to maintain but he also ha ted tearing holes in shirts to maintain it. “Oh I’m sure they’ll love your brand, but if they need anything from the other brands it shouldn’t be a hard fix. They don’t catch fire or anything, they just have wings and spikes. Really the most you can expect is needing to make a few well fitting holes for their spikes or something. Maybe sow a bit of fabric around them so the spikes don’t get cold. I dunno, I don’t exactly have experience with all this stuff but I know you guys sure as hell do.”

Mia had no real issues with the fact she was the ‘loose cannon’ of the hero community. She reveled in it in fact. The other heroes may look down on her habits, and one day she may even get in trouble for them, but Mia knew who she was and didn’t hide that fact. She knew she had an ego, so she controlled it while still feeding it a healthy amount to remain such an effective hero. She knew she could break the rules from time to time, so she made sure she was careful and always had a good reason to do so, like seeing a promising vigilante actually doing good. She had no reason to send such a person to jail when she herself had done the same for years. Whatever the case Mia had a solid sense of herself, and she’d rather have than then be stuck up her own ass like other heroes holding their noses up at her just cause her methods were more wild and rough.

“Oh kid I mean, if that’s who you are, that’s who you are. At the very least I think you’re one of the good ones in that regard. In my experience, there are two kinds of rule-followers. At least the strict ones. Those who do it and hold a sense of superiority because of it, and then it seems there’s ones like you. We’ve probably broken a few ‘rules’ of your little tour schedule just by missing that last little speech you were meant to give me, but you didn’t hold your nose up at me or chastise me. Stick to the rules by all means, just make sure you don’t act superior because of it and we ain’t got any troubles in our future.~ Assuming we stay in touch of course!~”

She nodded along with her words though and added. “I agree though, heart and trust. Definitely key to making this whole thing work.”

She smirked a little as Karen said it wasn’t hard to keep a good relationship with her, the heroine scratching under her nose with a cheeky, somewhat prideful smirk. On a more intimate level, talking about feelings and being delicate even with hostages or the like, Mia would be the first to admit her people skills were terrible, but on a surface level, first meetings, appearling to a crowd, Mia did absolutely fantastic in her opinion and Karen’s words only seemed to enforce that.

“Well I thank you for the compliment, but just wait till you get to know me I guess. I don’t know if we’ll have a more personal relationship when you become a student, but word of advice in advance. If things get rough and you need some emotional support, as good as we’re getting along now, I ain’t the person to come to. I can admit outright a more intimate discussion like that ain’t gonna be my forteit if you know what I mean.” She’d always try of course, but it was part of why she got along so well with Jaz, the two blonde’s shared the mentality of kicking their past and feelings to the curb to live in the moment. “But hey, I’m definitely glad I met you too. You’re a promising kid already and I ain’t even seen you in action yet!~”


As she mentioned they could make such adjustments hopefully with ease, she’d let out an easy sigh of relief. “Ah, awesome. I’m sure they will order some original stuff don’t get me wrong, I more didn’t want them to have to shill out for a wardrobe from scratch. Even if it’s more comfortable for them getting a whole new wardrobe is hardly gonna be like…a solid experience?” She didn’t feel that was the right way to say it. “Like…I’m sure either way, getting their clothes edited by you guys might be costly for a whole wardrobe, but I’m sure they’d prefer to keep some of their existing clothes if their own edits can be fixed to a more professional standard, if that makes sense?”

Mia gave a simple nod to the girl confirming she was right in her assumptions about her, definitely glad to hear that and holding a strong smile of her own looking at the bluenette. Of course she still seemed far more rule abiding than Mia herself, and maybe it was just her own sense, but from talking to her she felt she might be the kind to put her heart over her head if the situation REALLY called for it, and in the end, that’s all Mia needed to see in a potential Hero. Of course, she could always be wrong, but something about Karen told Mia that when the chips were down and the odds were against her, she’d put a life she could save over some dumb procedure. “In that case kid, we got nothing to worry about from eachother. If you do become a pro tho, just be wary of workin’ with me. As we’ve well established, I may not be so good for a goody two shoes’ reputation.~” She snickered a little, but the ‘goody two shoes’ name was more used in an endearing way than an insult given her tone.

“Hey kid as far as I’m concerned, once you get into that school we’re peers. I mean I know I’ve been in the game longer, and I’d love to help you out with my experience, but seriously, coming from vigilante work myself, you’ll technicaly have way more formal training than I ever did, and besides, it’s way better to treat my future colleagues like buddies right from the start. Means you won’t be gunning for my spot on the leaderboards once you got your foot in the game! Hahaha!~”

She was just teasing with the last part of course, she already knew once Jaz was a full hero she’d be aiming to compete with Mia in every way possible, but she did definitely mean the former part. She absolutely saw the kids of UA as peers already. She was pretty young at heart, had the same reckless attitude as some students, and much preferred seeing them as heroes just waiting in the wings rather than heroes in training, they were just waiting for someone to open the gates on them…of course, that was just her view on things whatever the case. “As far as being a client though, I basically buy glorified tube tops from you guys, don’t worry too much about treating me with extra respect because of that, okay?~”

Mia smiled as Karen continued to be so accommodating in regards to the idea of her family using the service, and she nodded along to what she said in terms of them filling out an order form and going through proper channels. “Yeah, yeah I get it. Gotta make sure we do this the right way and all, you think I could get some order forms to hand them when I next see them? I think my mum would love to see what you guys do in person but my brother’s a bit more of a er…what do you Japanese people call it when you stay in your bedroom….Otaku?” That wasn’t the right word for her brother who was far from an anime nerd or anything, but he was a bit more reclusive than most at the very least. “Either way sounds like this is gonna work out well. They can make their own modifications sure, but I’m sure they’ll appreciate being able to wear a rain coat that doesn’t have holes in the back for their spikes and wings!~”

Mia raised her brow as Karen almost seemed borderline cocky about her future reputation, smirking a little at the fact the girl seemed to have a strong plan behind her and not thinking to judge or pick at that even for a second. It was good to see a bit of surety and self certainty in someone so young and Mia would rather see how that develops then try and nitpick at it. “Well fair enough, if you think I’ll help your image than so be it, but don’t think you can use me as a stepping stone or anything on your way to the top cheeky, or I’ll be comin’ for ya!~” Her bright white grin showed she was clearly just teasing, as ever.

She chuckled especially as the leaderboards came up, and nodded along. “I won’t ever give up my throne so easily so you better be giving it your all. I got someone I think might be after it a little more actively buuuut…it’s good to hear you’ll be making a good hero, whatever the case kid.~” She gave a soft wink before resting back again, definitely seeing Karen as a promising young student she should be keeping an eye on as things go along.

“heheheh.” She chuckled a little at the enforcement that she she should be treated properly, and nodded along even if a little dismissive. “Right right, fine. But any time outside of this school, just treat me like a peer okay? You’re on the hero course, that’s good enough for me. I don’t need you kissing my ass with those honorifics or treating me special. As far as I’m concerned you’re just a hero waiting in the wings, no reason I shouldn’t treat you as an equal already, ya know?”

Mia nodded along as she was handed the forms, but with them also came the sensation that the business between the two was coming to a close now. She folded up the papers, making note on the rain gear. “Heh, yeah. My mom likes to spread her winks so she definitely needs something to stop her feathers getting all damp, but whatever the case I’ll hand over you guys’ info lickety split.” Pocketing the form in her back pocket, she reached across and offered her hand. “Buuuut. If that’s all I really should get going. Back to patrolling tomorrow, and I wanna enjoy my day off while I have it. Nice meeting you though, for sure!~”