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Post by Jasmine Noir on Aug 13, 2020 10:53:19 GMT -4
Even as she now stood directly in ground zero, Jasmine still couldn't help but have her doubts. She had always been of the opinion that U.A. was too lax on its students. As far as she was concerned, this was a military school with a few extra kinks, and no military school in its right mind would allow a fraction of the bullshit that U.A. allowed. Frankly she wasn't sure how half the kids in the school even got in. Which was exactly the reason behind this idea of hers. To show them what it was like out there in the real world where there'd be no do-overs. Where there was no time to doubt yourself or cry when things get tough. Where there is no room for failure as lives depended on you. Yet despite being adamant. Despite knowing that they needed this, she... damn it, part of her still hated herself for having to bare her fangs at her friends to do this. With the help of Red Horn, Jasmine was able to get permission to use the very same Saikyuen building for this combat drill. Her previous experience with the establishment garnered enough trust in their capabilities for Jasmine to trust that they would be able to follow through, and they had. Inside this area was a rather large, hyper realistic area shaped in the form of a broken down city. A post-disaster scene, if you would. Perfect for a no holds barred fight where anything could go.
Jasmine didn't have to wait long for the participants to show up. As she stood in the middle of the crossroads, she addressed them.
"Welcome. Glad to see none of you got cold feet and made it," she said, standing straight with her hands behind her back. Emerald eyes went from one person to the other, sizing them up. "Just like the initial sign up board explained, this extra curricular course will entail direct combat. You. Against me. Some of you will be in groups of two. Others go solo. This was determined based on my evaluation of your capabilities."
She pulled out her phone and hit the touchscreen once. Each participant would feel their own phones vibrate, having received a message detailing the groups.
Matches, in order of appearance:
Beaumont Favager - Rowan Sakamoto;
Feng "Fei" Yao - Solo;
Kirk Bluster - Solo;
Misako Suzuki - Yuuto Samejima;
Yumi Tasukai - Solo;
Her phone went back into her pocket as she addressed them again. "There will be two day intervals between fights, both so you can learn from them, and so I have time to rest and be at my fullest for each fight. Today is just an introduction - no fighting. I leave you to get to know your partner and strategize. Come up with ways to approach this. Those of you who are solo... well, I'm sure you know how to prepare yourselves well enough. Even if it is not your turn to participate, I expect you to still arrive and watch from the observation area. Far as I'm concerned there's a lot all of us can learn from our peers."
"We have Red Horn and Hellhound on site to make sure none of us go too far. Witch Doctor will be here as well to provide immediate medical aid should the need arise."
Jasmine grew quiet for a second. "Let me emphasize just one thing. This is not, in any way, shape, or form, a game. Whatever feelings you may have, leave them at the door. Here, in this arena, during our sessions, I am not your friend and I will come at you with absolutely everything I have whether you're a first or a third year. I will not care if you whine. I will not care if you're scared. No villain ever will, and that is the point of all of this. Your job is to beat me. Use everything you have and anything you can find. Far as I'm concerned anything goes."
"Now... For today, all I have, for all of you, is one question. Why do you want to be heroes?" |
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Post by Kirk Bluster on Aug 14, 2020 14:50:08 GMT -4
Now admittedly, when Kirk had signed up for this combat training class, he hadn't done it to get better. A very rare occurence on it's own. But also, he had not done it to get in proper fisticuffs with his friends. Albeit Darren had way back when successfully beaten into him the joys of sparring, he wasn't nearly as much into it as some other things. No! The main reason he had signed up, was to be able to see jasmine again! She was yet another one of those people, that he had maybe properly met once, but they had certainly left an impression on them. She had been one of those rare cases, where he had to tap into his more rude side. Honestly, after he had called her 'lionmane boombitch' in the middle of trying to stop the payload, he had wanted to properly apologize after the fight too, but sadly, that chance had slipped by his fingers, when she had gone back to America.
However, she was now back! And Kirk had his chance to meet up with her again, shake her hand, and tell them, that 'hey! Let's give it a super bro like effort, you know?!' Now he just stood at the ground zero, waiting for her to appear. Kirk knew what to look for. That amazing mane couldn't be missed. But admittedly, taking that it was Jasmine at the head of this course, he was turning his head from side to side wondering why she wasn't already here. Besides, this new grey haired teacher looked kind of slim, although pretty cool in some regards. Those shiny green eyes did catch his attention, as he nodded along to her introducing herself, and telling them how she was the... one they were... gonna... fight...
Kirks jaw hit the floor like a brick, As his volume exploded out of his throat! "YOU'RE JASMINE!?" Where was all the former thick muscle?! Those thick logs that could blast explosions around! THE GOLDEN MANE! The thunderous boots! ...okay those she still seemed to have... But Kirk was still absolutely stuffed with confusion, as he took a step forward! "What happened to you, dudette!? You went to america, the best place to stuff yourself to keep your weight up for muscle training, and you come back looking like a stick!" He was genuinely shocked! "Don't tell me that you haven't been eating at all! Look, dudette! It ain't the lack of it, it's the quality that keeps you muscular and cool! That and it keeps your hair golden bro! GOTTA HAVE PROTEIN FOR THAT!"
However, at this point he blinked, as he realized what he was doing. "Uh, Sorry! Shouldn't interrupt like that! I'll just, step back in line...!" Fricking, first moment and he already lost his control at an old pal. He just scratched his head. It was definitely a bombastic change, but in a weird direction. He had really been caught off-guard! Of course, the girl went on to explain, how this was not a spar. This was a proper life and death bound... well, within reason of learning atleast. Basically, no holding back whatever the case. And of course, she wouldn't give a damn, if they would be scared. The glimmer in the eyes of spymaster from before was still in his mind... a thing that had literally forced him to just block, and not able to do much else. That was atleast the feeling he got from her words. Of course as usual, body didn't really mean she would have gotten any weaker. Her muscles could have just become more compact... so of course, a serious bout did have him curious about how far she would go.
However, she shot a question towards them. Why did they want to be a hero? Well, Kirks answer was pretty obvious. It had not changed that much from the times he had been talking about it with Emi. "Well, Mines to become the sort of person, that folks can just take a look at and go: 'that's the sort of person I wanna be!' And that when they see me, they would have no worries about being safe! Though I guess that's kind of widespread in hindsight, hehe!" There was of course the more private part of it in showing his grandpa how good of a person he truly was but... for some reason he felt like he didn't need to mention that. Almost like he had semi achieved that already. "I know, I guess it's sort of like 'wanting to be popular', but I swear, there is a whole different feeling to it!" He punched his chest. "Gotta be leader like, and not show yourself as spooked in front of others, you know!" Whenever that sort of feeling was thrown his way, he felt great!
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Post by Feng "Fei" Yao on Aug 15, 2020 1:14:53 GMT -4
What have I gotten herself into?
Feng asked herself as she walked towards the appointed area for this ‘little sparring match’ against Jazmine, someone who is an overwhelming force in her eyes and one of five people she sees as above her. But lets back up a few moments from that thought as this was a rare occasion Feng has had the chance to fight a fellow student without much regulation. She has had experience with life or death situations but barring one unfortunate battle in a burning building and the other getting away. All things said, it was an opportunity to ‘feel’ the danger of the situation as she was up against someone who was arguably way stronger than her in terms of strength. She may have won against her in her returning spar but a no holds bars match was something that rarely came into spotlight.
Which brings into her opponent, Jazmine Noir. Well since her first year and her explosive debut into her first lesson as she blasted Angel out of the sky, it was always an urge to test her mettle against her. Her appearance did sorta spark her burning drive she has today and now she has a chance to see what she is like without holding anything back.
She arrived on scene as she saw that Kirk arrived before herself. Already she can feel herself getting sized up by the heroine in question as she was almost anxious about when the battle was going to start. Though she had not much to talk about as Kirk made his feelings very much known. But after his sudden burst of energy, she made her appearance known as simple as she can be, “Yo.”. She already fought her before so there wasn't much to say aside from eyeing up tejh area and her opponent once more as they were given the usual lecture on the safety measures. Teachers on standby and a few people who are ready to give aid is a bit reassuring to say the least considering who she is standing in front of. Her tone and her giving the rundown of the situation did cement how serious she is taking this as Feng snapped out of her nervous stupor as she looked at her dead on.
It was soon then that a question would be brought before her and boy was it a loaded question. Kirk gave his answer and that gave her some time to think of hers. Why did she want to be a hero? The burning question that has been always asked of her since the moment she set foot in UA. Every fight and every experience is all centered around this single reason. Of course she always had the same answer but a dozen fights and traumas later and she has much to refine about her reasons. Feng gave her reply some thought as she wanted to make sure it was right.
“I want to be a hero because I want to do whats right and help those in need. My various battles and experiences here only solidified this reasoning as I have seen the damage that is done if we dont do our jobs and I want to make sure I become their hope….I want to see how much my resolve holds when I fight someone like you”... she said without missing a beat as she kept her tone and expression calm. She gave it a few moments to linger before adding in one more thing. “That and seeing how much I can survive against an explosive force like yourself…”
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Post by Misako Suzuki on Aug 15, 2020 20:28:13 GMT -4
When Misako had accepted the special training hosted by Jasmine, she had absolutely no idea what she had been getting into. She was a fresh face and a doe eyed amateur, who in her first few months of official hero training had never been in any sort of real danger. The closest she had come was the fire at the bookstore, but even then she had been in control. She knew where the flames were, where to go and where not to go. It was a simple task that only required bravery and action to get through it. This seemed like a chance to emulate that, and build more confidence for the next time she needed it.
She was young and naive back then. Truly. Now, with almost half a year under her belt and a real battle experience under her belt? Misa paled a bit and shivered at the very thought of the intensity that spy master had given off. She really thought she would die there, more than once. If she was against Jaz, and had even a slight form of comfort this time... could she maybe approach that situation with less fear? Well, that seemed to be the entire point of the practice.
"I can only hope so..." she mumbled to herself as she approached the training grounds, "if I freeze up again like last time, I might really die."
Though she was brave, she still faced this test with a somber and solemn attitude. She felt a fear itching up the back of her throat at just thinking that this could be the same type of experience as her first life and death gambit. It felt like she was walking under water the tension was so strong. She shivered as she spotted who else was showing up, and recognized the face of Kirk, who was with her at that fight. Then Jaz, who had a serious glare. Misa was sure if she tried to speak, her throat would seize up on her and nothing would come out. She wondered if everyone was so tense-
Until Kirk started yelling. Misa raised a brow as the man was flabbergasted at the sight of Jasmine, and even went as far as calling her dudette over and over again. At about the second sentence, Misa had felt like her world was drained of the water and the tension. After Kirk stopped his interruption, Misa contributed her own by bursting out in laughter that threatened to double her over. She went on, laughing until tears threatened the corners of her eyes and she struggled to regain her composure. She put a hand up and took a few deep breaths, loosening her muscles that were already a little sore from the tension she had been carrying earlier.
"S-sorry, dudette-sensei, I just- I..." she giggled a bit, "this is serious I know, I'll stop."
She did, straightening her back like a soldier and standing as tall as her short stature allowed her to. The giggles left and she looked serious again- though marginally less tense than she had when she first approached the spot. She wanted to take this seriously, but she needed to remind herself that the exercise was to help her learn how to keep loose during tense situations. If her comrades were a good way to do that, then the exercise was working as planned right? Hopefully dudette-sensei saw it that way too.
She checked her phone to figure out her partner for the exercise, and saw a name that she didn't recognize. Hm. She would have to make sure she introduced herself to her partner as soon as she had a chance. Jaz wasn't done lecturing and explaining yet, though, so now was not the time. She focused on the rest of the explanation, feeling the tension start to rise again. As it did, she just mumbled the term 'dudette-sensei' to herself and it eased a bit. Well, maybe she had already started to find a way to cope with the tension. She wondered if she might become one of those snarky heroes who cracked too many jokes. Maybe it was in the future for her. For now, she considered Jaz's question.
"Why do I want to be a hero? Well... I want to save people. I want to help people. I want everyone to feel safer and more calm when I'm there. I guess... I just naively want to make the world a better place. I can't do that if I freeze up in fear at the sight of every villain that shows even the slightest bit of skill. So I want your help to conquer my fear and become a more competent hero."
Maybe not the most cohesive lineup of her thoughts, but Misa was just happy that she got her point across at all.
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Aug 25, 2020 3:31:45 GMT -4
Yuuto doesnt know what to think anymore. After all the recent events and general trouble that has been going on, he needed a way to properly gauge what actual danger was like. He saw the application and looked it over before he quickly signed up for it without much hesitation. While the fear of death isn't exactly strange for the young man, life events be damned as he was always against the world up until recently. But this was a different kind of fear he needed, to feel actual danger that put him in sights of someone strong. Not something like Redhorn or a prison break, but a one on one with someone who is not holding back. It would either drive the fear of death into his very core and make him want to give up or gain a new resolve that will help him in his battles in the future.
Nonetheless, he signed up and he made sure all the stuff he had on his was acquainted for when the day eventually arrived. A tight feeling in his chest was all he can sense as he made his way to the location in question. But it seems he wasn't the first one there as he sees a few upperclassmen around and a new face he hasn't seen before. Whatever the case he kept his distance as he heard Jazmine rundown the list of things that is going to be happening today. Explaining the precautions and all intents and purposes the danger he is about to jump into as a warning of sorts of the weak of heart. But he clenched his fists in excitement as he looked on at the ashen haired lady who he can assume is the one who set all of this up. He swallowed in nervousness as she asked a very important question that he hasn't come to terms with yet. His reason for being a hero and it was a dozy. Everyone ahead of him had their responses and they all sounded great but he cant just say his reason half heartedly. He recalled the day he got his quirk and the anger he felt and how much it pushed him to the edge. Closing his eyes as he took a deep breath, he would give his answer in the best possible fashion.
“I want to be a hero so I can prevent tragedies that befell me on others. I have power and I intend to use it to protect the people I love”
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Aug 25, 2020 7:22:30 GMT -4
Walking into the worn down training simulation, the Saikyuen building wasn't something Yumi was foreign too. She'd helped hold all the underclassmen vs upperclassmen exhibition classes here a month or so back. Maybe 3? Eh she was never good with her memory on dates and stuff and it wasn't like it mattered too much to remember the exact dates those all happened. She walked into the area in her hero costume, her typical weather edition with the midrift and full pants with sleeves ending in fingerless gloves. Without her electricity coating her it looked just like some sort of techno futuristic cosplay.
She'd listen to Jaz give her introductory speech and run them through what was gonna be happening with this program going forward, and Yumi was all for it. She did briefly giggle at Kirk's outburst but shook it off quickly enough as she thought more on the purpose of this gathering. She was eager to see how far she and Jaz had come since they'd once done battle in the first year of UA, crossing her arms over her chest, she would have been more than ready to go right here and now but she knew from the texted lists that she was going to have to wait for at least a week if not more with the 2 day gap given she was the bottom of the list.
"Aw, savin' the best for last huh? I'm flattered.~" She teased with a warm smile, crossing her arms a little tighter. She'd still definitely be here for all the fights before her to watch and see what she could make of things. It'd be interesting to just observe, for now though she had a question to answer...
"... I always wanted to be a rescue hero but I know with my quirk thats not reasonable. Grabbing civilians isn't easy when you electrocute everything you touch but..." She shrugged with a confident smile. "I've accepted that. If I can't physically bring someone to safety, I wanna make everything as safe as I can by clearing out the danger. I wanna be the kind of hero that calms the civilians on a scene, not because she can bring them to safety herself, but because they know no matter what, the bad guys aren't getting through her!~" She gave a firm nod and a bright smile. "That's the kind of hero I wanna be."
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Aug 25, 2020 9:21:07 GMT -4
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With a piece of toast in his mouth, he was quite literally in a rush since his alarm went off while he was getting lost in the delightful world of studying! It was super weird having someone like Kenji willing to keep him company while he got lost in books. Not a bad weird...but...nice...? With a warm, fuzzy feeling dancing in his heart as he thought about it with a gentle smile across his lips. Taking a small break from the looming reality that he signed himself up for a course that his homeroom teacher supported, but it was something that was different from all the other classes.
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The way he perceived it is that this was expected to be like a murderous villain simulation. After dealing with the riots and having to protect people from someone who was trying to kill people, even if it cost the villain's life, he needed to keep getting more perspectives and approaches. Ugh....he was so sorely unprepared that time, if he didn't have the support he did...safe to say he wouldn't be alive right now. So what if he broke his bones or suffered from some internal bleeding out of this? There were going to be trained people on standby ready to help and if he died from this class...you know what that meant to him?
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It meant that he wasn't meant to be a hero and made a terrible mistake, but the blonde teen was going to do his best to apply his training all the same to make sure his mistakes weren't fatal. He wanted to live, he had a strong desire to help those around him do the same...so even though he was a support student in his first year, he was going to take these opportunities presented to him. What if something similar happened to the riots again or worse?! Always, no matter what, it was crucial to prepare himself as much as possible to have the upper hand. This was about increasing his chance of survival out there.
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So he was taking it, just as he did with the other opportunities Yumi laid out for him. All of it taught him something new, every opportunity was a chance for him to grow as a person. This wasn't fun and games to the lad, not an excuse to fight others, no sense of needed to establish a sense of dominance...but a chance to keep growing as a hero.
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Slowing down as he grasped onto the toast and nibbled away at it until nothing was left, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic upon entering. At first when he faced off against Kirk in the exhibition match, he was so timid and scared but tried his best and somehow made it. There were fumbles, but he still managed it somehow, learning new things on both the combat and emotional side of things. So much more than just how to fight, but becoming a better person bit by bit too. Admittedly, he was glad that he had the chance to meet that sporty hero in that situation since it was a wonderful learning experience!
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Getting closer to the group, he bowed his head a bit as a silent greeting. Oh! But to his surprise, he caught the glimpse of familiar faces which made him feel as though signing up for this, regardless of how dangerous, was worth it. This was absolutely going to help...but the problem was...would he be alone? One way to find out! Listening to Jasmine, or so he assumed based on how she was talking to them all. See, Beaumont over here,he uh...was a complete and utter shut in for years up until recently, so it wasn't like he knew of the amazing things the upperclassmen accomplished, the boy was still learning.
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Social interactions were getting easier and all, but it was never completely perfect...something about the school environment gave him fits of anxiety here and there. It was a bridge he was still crossing...he'll make it one day to the other side, but for now? He was happy with the improvements he was making himself with all those little steps, so yay! Nodding when it felt appropriate, he wanted to make sure that this girl knew that the time she took wasn't being wasted in the slightest. She had his full attention!
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Uuuuup until his phone buzzed!
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Quickly fishing the device out of his pocket, he took a quick look since he was honestly a bit nervous at times about people contacting him. Not because he didn't want to talk, but because an emergency might come up that would cause him to drop everything in a heart beat. When he unlocked the screen to look at the message, he blinked a few times and saw that he was partnered with....Rowan? Rowan Sakamoto? She was really nice and trained with him before! Okay good, this would be more like fighting as a newly formed team, or something like that which was great! Especially since he was looking forward to the future of helping her one day!
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Though part of him would have felt comfortable teaming up with Kirk, it was probably a better match up for someone with a ranged quirk to be partnered up with him. Locking his screen and tucking his phone back into his pocket...with how Jasmine was speaking about the class....yeah...he should probably tell Kenji just in case. It felt strange to have his heart pang with a twinge of guilt that he hadn't delved into the details of the class he signed up for. There was a reasonable fear of worrying the ginger haired neighbor of his, which for some reason didn't feel like a good reason...just a faulty excuse. Ugh...he was still trying to get over the whole...hey, trusted childhood friend isn't all that great thing...not exactly easy since he was willing to die for Colt at one point to the point where he didn't care about his own life.
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Now he cared very much about his life, that's precisely why he was here...to preserve it as best as he could, this would add on to his collection of tools in regards to survival. Admittedly though, the momentary Kirk outburst woulda startled the crap out of him in the past, but now? It actually caused him to smile a bit more since it made things a little less tense. Everyone before him went through the motions of saying why they wanted to be heroes, when it rolled on up to be his turn, he furrowed his brows a bit in how to just...condense it a bit. A summary compared to what he rambled on about...especially since he didn't want to take up everyone's time.
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"Um...the short version...it's that much like everyone else here, I want to protect and preserve the lives of those around me. Not just that though, I want to improve the way society sees the pro hero program. I want to show those who doubt us through my actions and with the support of those around me, that those who can't protect themselves can count on us to be there for them in their time of need. I signed up for your class to help me make sure I can live up to that somehow...and...maybe one day, I'll get to see for myself that things have gotten much better? Y-you know for quirkers being accepted in society because we proved so many people against us wrong, it...it would be nice to say I helped make that happen...taking away their doubt and replacing it with hope..."
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Taking in a deep breath, lowering his head for a moment in thought...a question...he...had just one, tilting his head up while resting those icy blue eyes upon the girl dedicated to help them all in her own way, he spoke with genuine curiosity, "I know you just told us not too long ago that it's anything goes, but is it just a good judgement call to know when we need to stop attacking one another or...do we wait until one of the teachers intervene...?" Honestly? He felt like it was a reasonable question. Something that the boy genuinely felt was worth knowing since he felt as though yes, they needed to make those calls on their own...but...it didn't hurt to double check.
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Post by Rowan Sakamoto on Aug 30, 2020 16:39:17 GMT -4
Why?
What would it matter?
There was no one waiting for her?
Those questions have always been in her mind, her quirk made her afraid. Not so much as the previous two years, Rowan Sakamoto had trained hard to become in control over her quirk but what did that make her? What did that mean for her? Why did she want to become a hero? She had joined U.A. because of selfish reasons, she only wanted to learn control, to make sure people would not get any more damage from her quirk. Instead, she grew stronger, created more problems, burned other students and yet she was still standing here. Why? What would it matter? Was she taking someone's spot? Was she being unreasonable and unfair to someone? Or was she unfair in her own position? She wasn't sure, the idea of this class was going to go against Jasmine and she used to be one of Rowan's training's partners, always fighting with her, not fighting against her. Jasmine surely was a lot more used to the firepower as their quirks were so much the same and yet so much different. Why did it feel like she could do this? Would Jasmine still tease her or makes jokes to her if she would accidentally burn her?
Was there anyone waiting on her?
She wasn't picked off the school yet, not set out of the school when they figured out her issue? They held her hand and showed worry and support. Her father said he wanted her to have a stable education as well but also do what she wanted to do. They literally made up, she owed it to him, to continue her training here... to become a hero, right? She felt like she was falling in a spiral that was going all the way down or all the way up and she wasn't sure which way was which... and it could be positive or negative. She was far too focused on the negative side of everything and it would bring her further down if she did not make it stop.
She barely could hear what Jasmine said, worry was everywhere, nerve maybe too. She only moved to lift up her hand and stare at her screen. Fuck. Monty? They had trained before, but against him, sparring, making sure his evading techniques worked with his new armour. But together, would that be fair for him? Two fire powers, two explosions? One who was worse then the other, because you should trust her but could Rowan trust herself? She tried to look for Monty in the row with people, she knew most of them but she wanted to see if he looked okay or disappointed or worried. She couldn't see from where she was standing, but she should answer Jasmine. She did not want to speak out loud, why did she want to become a hero... she only wanted to become a student for full control. "I want to be a hero, so no one has to be afraid of themselves." In a society full of hate towards them, it needed to be safe for people to be able to speak up, she wanted that. To be eloquent, to speak and be heard, to be there for people that like her were afraid of what they had as power. But it wasn't that, but she couldn't express more of the words she had. She never wanted to be at the front, she wanted to be in the back, use her wealth, use her experience and knowledge to make sure people had a safe place to go to, whenever they needed it.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Sept 20, 2020 16:19:51 GMT -4
With her hands crossed beneath her chest, Jasmine eyed everybody present. This was indeed a peculiar gathering of people -- some of which she hadn't expected to actually be here... namely the two first years. The third years' presence wasn't unexpected - they knew the stakes going forward as well as she did, having participated in quite a few combat events themselves. It wasn't going to get any easier going forward and the wolf was glad to know there were individuals of a similar mind to hers who strove to improve in whatever way possible.
She also semi expected Kirk's reaction, the damn muscle head. A tired sigh left her lips as her hand went to her face. She shook her head and chuckled to herself quietly. "Given that comment right there, I hope you're not saying people should stuff themselves with junk food, Kirk. That's not exactly healthy for you," she gave a dry comment, only to later glance up at him with a confident smile, leveling him with a sharp gaze. "Though, if you think the size of my muscles makes me weak, you might be a little surprised," she said, simple yet adamant.
The wolf listened to each person present give their reasons for wanting to be a hero. She nodded along, storing their reasoning in mind. She would make sure to put their words to the test: were they just words, or did they walk the talk? Only time would tell.
When one of the freshman spoke up, Jasmine glanced at him with some curiosity in her eyes. She hummed, "Simple, really. I have framed this as a fight for life and death, but in reality how far you go is entirely up to you. The fight itself will only be forcefully stopped if either of the combatants - meaning me or you - is far too injured to continue. Otherwise, you are free to tap out. Just say you don't wish to continue and the fight will be over," she explained. "I trust you guys enough to know you'll try to push yourselves as much as you can. This is for your own development, after all. I won't force you to keep going if you don't want to. Don't think that makes things easier, though. As long as you're in a fight, it's to see tomorrow. Simple as."
"Now, since nobody else seems to have any questions, I'll take my leave so both I and you guys can prepare. Please let me know if you have any other questions. My phone number's attached to the message you got."
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Post by Keiran on Sept 26, 2020 21:55:30 GMT -4
Jess: +10 xp (242 -> 252)
Rowan: +6 xp (479 -> 485)
Beaumont: +10 xp (173 -> 183)
Yumi: +4 xp (360 -> 364)
Yuuto: +4 xp (245 -> 249)
Misako: +8 xp (157 -> 165)
Feng: +6 xp (492 -> 498)
Kirk: +8 xp (1415 -> 1423)
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