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Post by Emi Ryoko Tachibana on Oct 7, 2020 18:01:15 GMT -4
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A half-lidded smile said what words wouldn’t when Rowan complimented her: ‘Don’t worry, I know I look good’. “Right back at you,” was what she chose to speak instead, since showing each other with kindness seemed to be the day’s trend. “We all killed it, if I do say so myself. Really looking the part as celebs in the makin-“[break][break]
The exception arrived. Not that Emi had ever thought of Jasmine as unsightly, but compared to her cohorts, she may as well have thrown on whatever was closest to her bed. Before she had a chance to ask if the girl was ready to present herself, she fled the scene, one of their models in tow. The girl raised an eyebrow, but made no effort to stop the kidnapping. Rowan was more than capable of handling herself if she needed to, and Emi doubted that she would hesitate to demonstrate that.[break][break]
“…Well, alright then. Something tells me that’s the last we’ll be seeing of them toda-“ The doors flung open, but instead of the raven’s return, a different student altogether. She knew the face, as she could claim for every third-year, but the name… She’d find out soon enough, no doubt.[break][break]
“Not unless you consider networking a part of the process.” No prizes for guessing Emi’s stance, especially as she stood, hands on hips, looking up at the young lady. Without missing a beat, she turned back towards the other ladies, making no effort to hide that they’d fed her ego. “Becoming a household name is just one step in my grand plan, so it’s pretty much my job. Twitch stuff should be interesting. October is the designated scary game month, and I promised my subscribers I’d beat that VR alien game before I retired… So it’ll have to be next month.” Finally, her smile faded, scrunching into a pair of duck lips. Nobody, she hoped, would take her gripes seriously, and yet she still moaned. “I’ve got to stop making stupid promises in front of a camera.” Trying to speak through a pout sounded almost as silly as it looked – a fact that she was all too aware of. Just as quickly as it came, the frown washed itself off her face, and the half-smirk took centre stage.[break][break]
“I guess that would be my tip. Make sure anything you say is something you’re confident you want the world knowing. Otherwise it’ll come back to bite you faster than you’d think.” A second passed before her eyes widened a touch; they focused themselves on Yumi. “Oh, and after I’m done traumatizing myself again, sure! Collabs can only help us both, the way I see it. We can hash out the details after we rock this magazine stuff.”[break][break]
She folded her arms, projecting her voice just a little more to address them all at once. “It’s about time the ladies of UA showed their stuff, am I right? So let’s leave them so hooked that they’ll be begging for more.”
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Post by Rowan Sakamoto on Oct 8, 2020 12:01:37 GMT -4
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Trying her very best to look more confident then she felt, she told Emi at least a compliment. Trying to break out of her own I only think about myself attitude because she was afraid of being rejected had worked pretty well before. She was going to fix that, surely, one day, maybe now, maybe not. She just watched and just listened to what everyone had to say, tried to chirp in and the like. It was nice to meet other people, some day... perhaps, she was just talking, she could do it, no stuttering. Yet she sometimes wondered what Yumi was doing as it seemed she was getting distracted by something else but Rowan wasn't one to pry, so this was it, she just stood there until the door swung open and... Jasmine?
She was again surprised, which seemed to be almost her one and only emotion or complexion on her face when she seemed to bump into the wolf but a small smile definitely was on her lips. It was definitely nice to see her and she looked so dressed up, well it suited her that sort of dressed up, she liked it. She did not notice if others talked to Jasmine or said something to Rowan herself, nope her eyes were just silently asking Jasmine what she was doing here and she bit her lip to hide a bigger smile when their eyes met. That moment did not last long as Jasmine took her hand and started to drag her out to the exit, "Oh eh, bye, see you in a few?" No idea what was going on, after all she had never realized Yumi snapped a picture, she was now afraid she might be late again but did not want to ruin whatever Jasmine came to tell her.
She looked so enthusiastic and such, but now that they left the changing room and Rowan hobbled after Jasmine, trying to keep up with the taller girl her steps, she got rather confused. Why did she not say anything? "What's wrong?" she could not help but ask but there wasn't a reaction until they seemed to be a few hallways away. Then everything went even quicker and before she knew it Jasmine had her hands on Rowan's hips and her lips had been touched by Jaz her own lips. She was again baffled (yes only way Rowan knew how to react to Jasmine so it seems). She couldn't help but snicker softly, "So Yumi was texting you?" It was the only way! "I was going to do a photoshoot or something of that sorts, I had no idea you would be interested." She teased back, trying her very best to do so as she imagined it would be more fun for the other half. She kissed Jasmine now, trying to show initiative was a good thing right? She must have read that in some of her magazines she did not know, it did not matter, she would show it, she would do it. She would do her very best.
But they shortly got interrupted and Rowan stared with big eyes at Chloe, turning bright red herself before watching her leave and turning her attention back to Jasmine, she wasn't sure what to do and it made her giggle.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Oct 10, 2020 20:12:03 GMT -4
Jasmine smiled into the kiss, the image of Rowan's flushed face clear in her mind despite the wolf's eyes being closed shut. Honestly she had forgotten what it felt like to be this close to somebody. Rin's mysterious departure had left a bigger hole in her chest than she had initially imagined, almost like a piece of her was somehow missing. The warmth she felt off of the other girl seemed to have been quickly taking up space in that lonely hollow and Jasmine could've sworn she'd get addicted at this rate.
Several brief moments went by, so blissful she thought the moment passed them by far too quickly. The girls parted slightly, Jasmine's bright sapphires lingering on Lady Fierce's lavender orbs. A quiet snicker rolled off the third year's lips as she raised her hand and planted it on the wall to the side of Rowan's head, leaning forward to touch foreheads gently.
"To be fair I probably wouldn't have been. Totally not my thing. Buuuuuut..." her smile turned into a cheeky grin, her own cheeks flushing ever so slightly, "...yeah, Yumi sent me a picture of you and, well, I kinda couldn't help myself from getting my claws on you." Her voice seemed like nothing more than a soft whisper as she leaned in once again, capturing the lips of the explosive raven who seemed to have had the same idea, meeting her part way.
...right up until someone decided to waltz in on them despite the wolf actually going out of her way to get the two of them out to U.A.'s equivalent of the boonies.
Jasmine quirked a curious brow as she was reluctantly forced to part with the kiss. She glanced to the side where she saw... Chloe? That was her name, right? ...yeah. She definitely knew the brown haired lass was her classmate but had trouble remembering the names of people she'd never interacted with.
A somewhat snarky response was just about to leave Jasmine when it felt like Chloe had been staring for a little bit too long, though luckily for all of them it seemed like she had eventually caught on by herself. Jasmine couldn't even find the time to say anything before the other femme was already out of sight. A soft sigh left her, then a chuckle.
"Christ, what's a girl gotta do to get some alone time with somebody nowadays?" She mused with a shake of her head, her grin only widening at the sight of Rowan's far too obvious embarrassment.
"So..." she continued, once again going on the offensive in the form of gentle kisses along the brunette's cheekbone. "How important is this gig for you?" The kissing never stopped. Neither did the grip on her hip. Nor the gentle caress of Rowan's hair from Jasmine's hand that had just ended up near her other cheek. "Cause I was kinda thinking we could blow this joint if it ain't? You know... maybe finish that TV show we've been binging the last few evenings?"
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Post by Chloe Crawford on Oct 11, 2020 17:01:13 GMT -4
Fancy us meeting like this~? ❝ Introductions? Good, looks like I just about made it. Breathing a sigh of relief both thanks to the early stage which the group seemed to have made it to and the warm welcomes she received from all of them, Miss Crawford lifted her hand to her chest for a second or two as she waited for her heartrate and the lust of her lungs to die down, and responded with a little more energy and enthusiasm once she had done. “Oh in that case, I’m Chloe. Chloe Crawford, and it’s wonderful to meet all of you, Bianca, Yumi, Emi, and of course Miss Alisa~!” Not wanting to be one who stood apart from the gang any longer than she had and appreciating the efforts of the dark haired figure to acquaint her with the room, the lady of lateness gave her own name with a soft and warm smile, nodded at each of the faces around her in a manner that was half meant to better acquaint her with their names, though of course was familiar with the last on the list. She loved language, and had always envied and admired the woman who taught the subject at this school as much as any other figure of authority. An interview and then a photoshoot huh? Whew, it does seem a relief to be part of a group for the questions… Given the chance to rest a little more as the plan for the occasion was brought up and the anxiety of the airy angel soothed even more when she heard of how things were to go down, as it were, the knowledge that she would have this gorgeous and confident women alongside her was certainly a strong form of assurance for Chloe, though she gained a certain degree of wistful curiosity when the matter of inquiries was posed by the group. “I wonder what kind of questions they’re going to ask…?” Looking up and patting the end of her pointer upon her cheek as she contemplated the queries they might be faced with, Chloe found herself a little surprised that in a room like this it seemed she was not the only one concerned about the matter, and as such did what she could even when surrounded by so many practical strangers to cheer them up. “Heheheheh, well we’re all still young, hopefully nobody here has too many skeletons in the closet~?” Smiling and clapping her hands together in an effort to reinforce the idea that none of them had a whole lot to worry about so long as they stayed confident and coordinated, while Miss Crawford herself had no idea what to expect when pushed into the harsh glare of the media spotlight she hoped she would adapt well, and with such a range of faces around her there would be nothing that between them they couldn’t cover. “At least not big ones~” After all everyone in here seeming that little bit different and coming from a different place and carrying different ideas and ideals with them, ultimately they were likely to be united in their common desire to fight the forces of evil and save cats from trees and the like, and as such as she winked and joked she hoped they took heart in the destiny they had chosen. “So is this thing taking place in the gymnasium, or…” Nodding for a moment and then using the chance she had to poke at the details of their day which to the latecomer still seemed a little bit vague, though she swore she had probably been told the details of how things would pan out and had probably forgotten, Chloe looked around herself when things reached a lull and asked if anyone had a better idea of what was happening next for them. “Do we need to head somewhere?” It seeming to make the most sense for all of them gather in a spot like this since it was adjacent to their staging area or whatever they were using but still seeking clarity on the issue, if nothing else it seemed a good way to keep the conversation flowing and the worries at bay a little while longer, and as such the bubbly brit didn’t mind looking silly for not recalling where the event might head in the near future and how long it might take to get there…
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Oct 13, 2020 8:37:38 GMT -4
Yumi was... oddly surprised this was all going so well? She loved UA but sometimes the place could be a hyper competitive environment, and the idea of a bunch of girls semi-craving stardom stuck in a room together, about to go into an interview? She'd been expecting at least a few sly comments but everyone seemed to be lifting eachother up rather than tearing eachother down, offering eachother advice. Heck Emi would even come out that she was good on the idea of the two of them doing a collab sometime! It... it was really positive reinforcement for what they were about to be doing together, and she was glad, of all places, this wasn't one where UA's competitive side seemed to be coming out. At least in no obvious way she could seem to catch.
"Well they seem about ready for us so-Yeah Chloe, they're just setting up a shoot~" She chimed in to the girl's question. "Let's all take in eachother's advice and put our best foot forward ey?" She glanced through the door again, catching the eye of a mid-30s man, slightly longer hair, ponytail, tinted glasses and a groomed but not overly-groomed beard. She briefly worried she'd been caught peeking so to speak before he gestured for her to come through. She silently gestured back into the room and he nodded, seeming to give the cue he was inviting all of them out. She turned back to the girls. "Alright come on.~ Oh. Miss Vollan?" She looked over the heads of the other girls to the teacher. "Could you er... let Rowan and Jaz know? If they're er... busy you don't need to worry about it. I'll just tell them we might have some late comers anyway. I'm sure it won't be a huge bother."
With that she gave the rest of them a bright smile and walked on in. There was a section deeper into the gymnasium where work was still being done, light set ups, camera tests, stuff like that, but the interview was taking place a little closer to the door. They'd set up a banner-backdrop of a stylized UA logo on a blue background, and a few comfortable stools for the girl. Seeing how many people there were an extra hand seemed to bring a few more stools out front, Yumi adding- "Oh, may wanna keep 2 spare. We might have a pair of latecomers." They seemed to take a quick nod, grabbing a spare chair or two and holding it to the side.
Yumi pat down her legs before taking a seat closer to the middle of the collection, all of them facing the man with the beard she'd saw before who'd stand up and hand them each a clipboard as they sat down, each with a pen attatched.
"Just a quick sign off girls. Feel free to take your time and read it, just simple release forms for what we're gonna do here. Make sure everything's on the up and up." And it was genuinely as simple as that, for anyone who spoke legaleeze none of this looked sketchy, and assuming everyone signed off the man would start a small camera beside him, another one positioned beside the girls aimed at him. "We might put these videos up on the magazine's website, but they're mostly so we have recordings for when we do the write ups. If anyone's uncomfortable with a video though just let us know and we'll cut you out of the shots.~" He seemed pretty pleasant, very calm with his approach but an energy to him still, Yumi appreciating it and looking to the other girls to see how they were doing.
"So... as you all know we're here looking to get an eye on the future faces of heroes, particularly those of you who might be working with the media more and more. We didn't really wanna specify that though... we assumed anyone who came would be the kind of person we were looking to speak to, whether they'd admit it or not.~" Yumi herself gave a faint chuckle at that. "So, first things first... would you all like to introduce yourselves? As a hero of course. Any way you want."
He was very lax and laid back it seemed and Yumi decided she'd keep things simple for herself, though she was curious how the other girls would approach it. "Well, you can refer to me as Curved lightning. I'm a third year coming up to graduation relatively soon, and I do some modelling and vlogging work on the side, though I think I'll save shilling the URLs till the end.~"
The interviewer gave a light chuckle. "Yes yes, work with Asta don't you? Don't worry, if anyone has any personal work they want to promote we'll be leaving space for it at the end of the article."
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Oct 16, 2020 19:28:58 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Oh, now I’m sure the pleasure is all mine, Chloe~” Going into what could be considered an ‘autoflirt’ kind of mode in the face of this slightly shy stunner, the golden gaze of the girl drifted down from those emerald eyes and surveyed that slender form which was wrapped in silk without much display of modestly and Miss Bellucci enjoyed what she saw, though wasn’t surprised by it really. All the women here were drop dead gorgeous, now weren’t they? “Yes, yes, we have little to worry about, no matter what they throw at us we’re heroes, and are used to fighting far scarier things than an interview~!” Eager to join in on the encouragement as well when it seemed that some in their number were feeling a little nervous when it came to the questions they might face, the black beauty was quick to point out that nobody who waited for them or the topics they were armed with could be as intimidating as a decent villain, and as such all the lovely ladies who had here had little to fear given how she guessed that none of them would find themselves flinching in the face of evil. She’s lucky that this Yumi is so generous, I would have left her outside in the cold… Once again finding herself turning inward however when Yumi seemed to remind the group that a quarter or so of their number had found a reason to be absent, while perhaps a part of her might have felt bad that the retiring raven might be missing out on her chance in the sun Bianca did not feel the same way about the so called ace who her mentor favoured, and thus far had hardly seen a reason to be impressed by her. The hero scene has no place for such sloppiness, does it~? If that flaky floozy can’t even be bothered to keep her commitments, she shouldn’t be considered one of the best and brightest should she? Arriving late with the scarcest possible offering of apology and then disrupting the meeting and abducting one of their members for reasons she could only speculate were selfish, the sable siren really couldn’t see what Redhorn said was so special about that white witch, and reckoned privately that the reputation of UA and the sisterhood around her would be far better off without that poison as part of it. Finally beginning is it? My grand debut, proper, as one of UA’s best and brightest! Quilled in her seething silence however when someone appeared to guide them into place for the questions, Miss Bellucci beamed and slipped into place at the centre of the girls to ensure that she would readily be the focus of what was to come, and felt so excited suddenly that she swore she had to put everything she had into restraining the urge to clap happily like a child. At Asta?! With Father and Miss Sonya~? Quickly finding herself intrigued however when Yumi mentioned a curious line of work she was engaged in with an even more fascinating company, the brows of the black beauty lifted at this new information and she looked toward the redhead with a new sense of interest, which she hoped to follow up upon when they had a chance to talk more privately than this. “I’m Bella Nova, one of the stars of the second year~” Stunned by this new information but always ready for the camera so hardly stifled by it, while Bianca might have wanted to introduce herself with her real name she followed suit with the lady that lead them by also using her mighty moniker for the occasion, and was also eager to point out the fact that she was in the year below the rest of the girls as well. “I enjoy fashion, in fact my father is a designer at ASTA, and I come from Milan in Italy~” Any little detail which separated her from the pack likely to make her stand out more and more, though she bore no grudge toward the majority of the women here when it came to popularity the Italian idol had a lot to prove, and quickly let loose a few more nuggets meant to draw interest and attention toward her…
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Oct 18, 2020 13:54:34 GMT -4
She'd have felt like a dinousaur for admitting this but quite frankly, hearing Ms. Tachibana going on about her streamer career felt as though she may as well have been speaking a foreign language. Alisa merely smiled and left it up for her classes to comment on that. Though hardly much older than her students, the tall teacher barely had such a fulfilling adolescence herself, in fact, when she was their age she was already hunting down villains as a vigilante, before Pro heroes even existed: "Stupid or not, no need to make promises in front of the camera at all. Your viewers will probably end up remembering even the things you'd rather they forgot."
Well, everybody has their fair share of secrets they'd rather nobody found out about, some more pressing than others. Ms. Crawford did make a fair point there, after all, the younger the person the less likely they'd have had a chance to do something they'd regret: "Fufu~... Good idea Yumi, who knows what those two might have gotten up to in the meantime~", she teased, shooting her a playful little wink. In the end, she rested her hand on Yumi's shoulder and spoke soothingly, "Don't worry, I'll let her know. You girls go on ahead, hm~...?"
Turning around and heading the other way as her long, raven hair fluttered about behind her, Alisa cupped her chin and hummed as those wine red hues scanned her surroundings. She felt almost ashamed to interrupt what was probably a private moment of romance between the two of them, but Rowan had clearly gone to great lengths to look her utmost tonight. Letting her know the interviewers had arrived was the least she could do here. As to where the two had vanished into, she only needed to ask around once or twice, until someone finally pointed her to the right corridor. The slow and steady clacking of her heels against the floor announced her approach even before that husky, honeyed voice when finally caught sight of her two students: "Miss Sakamoto...? The interview's about to start, if you'd like to join us.", she spoke, calmly getting their attention, flashing the ravishing raven a cool smile, cocking her hip to one side as her hand came to rest there, "My apologies for taking her away from you, Ms. Noir. Though you're always welcome to join your classmates~" Assuming Ms. Noir would let her go anytime soon, or that Rowan herself would rather be let go instead of just spending time with her girlfriend. If that knowing, understanding look on her was anything to go by, Rowan choosing the latter option would hardly shock her. As a hero to be, this was far from a lifetime opportunity, quite the opposite, a talented hero like herself would surely come across many photo ops just like this one.
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Post by Emi Ryoko Tachibana on Oct 22, 2020 18:40:09 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","wassup1dangerhead"] [attr="class","wassup1dangerbody"] [attr="class","wassup1dangericon"] [attr="class","wassup1dangertxt"]Crawford. If the face didn’t give away that the fresh face was foreign, then the name certainly did. There was a mild look of amusement on Emi’s face, but before it could grow any further, she realised that the natives were outnumbered. A rare sight, even within UA. Perhaps that said something about their country’s culture…. Not that she saw it as a problem. A little shake of the head cleared her mind, with the conclusion that it didn’t matter much where the day’s stars came from. It’d do nothing to stop them from shining.[break][break]
“Mostly school stuff, probably. We’re about to be the first, second batch of graduates from a controversial, experimental school. Either the next generation of heroes or a squad of child soldiers reared by the government, depending on who you ask.” The left half of her lips curved skyward, while her tone took pride in the claim. “I doubt the staff would have cleared this if our guests thought that badly of us, though… Which means no curveballs. Hopefully.”[break][break]
“So there’s UA’s program, preparing to be the first vocationally-trained quirk users, whatever the hot topics around quirks are no- Oh!” Both eyes widened, then honed in Alisa. “What’s the student stance on the quirker tax for students, by the way? Asking for a friend.” She couldn’t have been the only one that needed reminding. Once they had graduated, they could speak out to their heart’s content, but until then… the wrong words about the law could hurt all of them. Emi wasn’t quite ready for career suicide, or worse: allowing one of the girls to land the blow for her.[break][break]
“Anyway. Cute hero stuff, I hope. An easy way for you to get your elevator pitch out and into the world. Just keep a smile on, try to be yourself, and if there are any toughies, throw them my way.” A wink to the juniors punctuated the advice, and the man appeared before she could give any more. “Showtime,” she whispered, mostly to herself. She reached into her bag, pulling her phone out just enough so she could see the buttons to silence it. Then they were off – without two of their heroines-to-be, but they’d turn up eventually.[break][break]
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Her posture, her poise- both effortlessly adjusted to exude confidence. No doubt, her online persona was to blame for making her so naturally slip into the role of interviewee, especially when a camera was watching. Her seat was taken, and in short order so was the form. A businessman’s daughter knew the value of reading anything that requested one’s name, but she adorned it with her signature. Eventually. Taking the time to read meant that she was likely amongst the last to hand over her form. The rest of the man’s introductions were taken with a gentle smile; when had she ever objected to being filmed?[break][break]
Finally, their time to make themselves heard arrived. Making a mental note that the plugs were to wait until the end of the talk, she picked up after Bianca:[break][break]
“I’m Halo. Seventeen, and a third-year-student. Looking forward to saving lives, and changing so many more, with a little twist on what we call a pro hero.”
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Post by Rowan Sakamoto on Oct 23, 2020 7:26:57 GMT -4
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She couldn't help but snicker when Jasmine said she couldn't help and get her claws on her. "Be nice." she said softly but with a giggle and a smile on her face. She should go but it was really nice to be here, rather nicer then probably watching a camera. She liked modelling and it was not even that stressful but this wasn't ASTA, it might be a little different. They got interrupted in their kisses and she looked at Chloe before turning back to Jasmine who definitely looked grump and she made sure the blonde was looking at her. "Hey, she probably is jealous." She laughed shortly, but what a coincidence so many hallways away and still someone bumped into them. Chloe was probably also going to the model thing because why would you else be in the hallways of the school on a Saturday. She giggled when Jasmine asked a bit of the same that she was wondering about, "Probably a dorm room." But she quickly pushed her index-finger against Jasmine her forehead, albeit softly, "Nooo~" She said in a sing-a-song voice, she was sure she would be dragged down if she was saying too much and yet it made her smile. She really liked the girl.
As Jasmine asked her what this thing about and if it was important she bit her lip to hide her grin and shake her head. "Don't tempt me, I want to do this." But the kisses made it tempting and she really did not want to stop that but they were in the hallway and even on Saturdays people could bump into them. "Don't you want to come along, we-I mean it will not take too long I am sure." Ngh focus Rowan, she wanted to do this and she knew very well that Jasmine wouldn't push her, "Let's watch tv after that okay? I need relaxing after that for sure." Try to tease, but everything was distracting her. It was clear though that she was getting distracted again, she tried to stop and yet give in, it was starting to become a rhythm.
Oh, another interruption and she broke off that kiss and softly pushed Jasmine away a bit. She looked apologetic to her girl before turning to Vollan-sensei, "R-right sensei." She turned back to Jasmine, "Dorm room." She said with a soft chuckle as she had said those words before when Chloe interrupted them, "Come on, come along, you look great!" She would hold Jasmine's hand and would take her along if Jasmine let her but she really wanted to do this and she had explained so she was sure it was going fine. They could watch tv later, that was a nice thing to look forward to. She just would go to the room, made a small bow to the people of the interview and apologize for her tardiness. God, this was probably the first time in everything that she was late. She would find her seat rather quickly and would take a short deep breath, she was in time to hear Bianca's introduction and was lucky that she could see the pattern from Bianca to Emi and would be ready to do her own introduction soon after. She was rather quick enough after Emi but not as fluent and smooth directly after as Emi had done.
"My name is Lady Fierce, Nineteen. Third-year student as well, my goal is to make a safe space for civilians in times of need." She wasn't going to spill the beans for the big crowd how she would do that, but she would figure that out soon enough.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Oct 30, 2020 5:32:02 GMT -4
"But nice is so boring..." Jasmine cooed with a titter, a smirk that promised nothing but mischief firmly plastered on her face. Her grip on Rowan's hips tightened for a brief moment as though it was an attempt to communicate that exact fact, her lips gently brushing against the raven's cheek, still hopeful she could tempt her chosen out of this snooze fest. The jealousy comment earned Rowan another chuckle from the black-gold haired student and the later mention of a dorm room subsequently turned her smile into an outright grin.
"Oh, now you're speaking my language," she said, though her excitement was sadly short lived.
Jasmine's lips quickly shifted into a pout, albeit a playful one. A lightly defeated breath left the musician as she lowered her head, forehead resting on the raven haired girl's shoulder. While she definitely would've preferred getting out of this place as quickly as possible with her girlfriend, she wasn't actually complaining that she'd be doing it without her. If this was important to Rowan, Jasmine was gonna support it. Didn't mean she couldn't be a child about it though. Until-
Caldera's head turned to the side, glancing at Lady Fierce through the corner of her eye in wonder. "Me? In a modeling thing?" She asked, bewildered. "Woman, I'm just as likely to vo-" luckily her next sentence had been interrupted when the teacher from prior somehow managed to find them. Christ, next time she'd remember to cross twenty hallways instead of... however many it was this time around.
All Jasmine gave as a response to the teacher's words was a short nod of understanding before turning back to Rowan, "So, what-" Rowan's sharp remark made her give a short laugh as a reply. "Yeah. Dorm room."
"Wha-" Rowan clearly wasn't going to give Jaz any opening to throw a protest or two in as she grabbed her hand and dragged the lass back into the would-be studio where the photo session was going to take place. Her brow twitched with very mild irritation but she bit it down. Couple bonding activities? Was this what this was? She sighed for the second time within the past five minutes as she fixed the hair tie holding her pony tail together and blew a few strands of black-golden locks out of her face.
Following Rowan's example, Jasmine spoke up, her hands in the pockets of her pants. "Caldera. Nineteen. Third-year. Plan is to be the number one hero." she said, simple, straight to the point and so confident it seemed as though her words were a foregone conclusion.
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Post by Chloe Crawford on Nov 2, 2020 17:20:03 GMT -4
Fancy us meeting like this~? ❝ Videos on the website? Still perhaps a little like a deer in the headlights when the group moved on to their introductions or the pre-interview round or whatever this was supposed to be, the words of the fast talking producer seemed to finally give Miss Crawford an impression of what she was up against, and because of that she couldn’t help but feel a bit of intimidation at what was waiting for her. The other girls seeming to roll with the punches so well but the last-minute lass only deciding she would be involved in the final hour, now that she thought about it she felt a little funny about having all and sundry seeing her soundbites on the world wide web, though ultimately assumed that her surprise and reluctance was more down to nerves than anything. Nerves she wanted to get over, and as such, made her feel like she needed to jump in at the deep end here and now. “Oh, um, thank you…?” Still a little bit bewildered when next she found a piece of paper being pushed toward her, Chloe blinked and offered some of her customary courteousness in response, though really didn’t know whether this was something she should be signing here and now or hanging onto or what. And hell, she didn’t even have a pen in this pocketless dress either. I should give this a read, shouldn’t I? Trying to follow her father’s example at least when it came to the administration and lifting the sheet she had been given up to run her emerald eyes across it simply as a matter of course, though the bubbly brit did not expect to see any contractual pitfalls emerging from the document she was given she still felt obligated to do her due diligence with it, and perhaps sank away from the spotlight a little as she tried to make sense of what was presented before her. Oh, they’re part of this as well, hm? So that was why they were hanging around out there…? Part way through her examination when it seemed that their little group was interrupted by the arrival or perhaps more accurately the return of the pair that Miss Crawford had accidentally ambushed in the corridor before, her cheeks grew a tiny bit rosier as she recognised the duo and immediately remembered the racy little situation she seemed to have interrupted, which she still felt guilty for stumbling over. I wonder if I should say something to them about what I saw? The green gaze of the girl lingering on the two and her indecision over whether or not to apologize for that little mishap or not seeming to mean that she would go last in the queue so to speak, she couldn’t help but focus in particular on the punkish one of the pair whose dyed hair and punchy and to the point style of speech reminded her that little bit of Kanna, which felt oddly amusing when she compared it to the more refined and mature impression her girlfriend seemed to give. Opposites attract, one supposed? “I’’m uh… ‘White Wind’, a third year as well, and I suppose I just want to help people where I can, and make the world a better place?” Finally the focus of the occasion seeming to fall on Chloe and the emerald enchantress perhaps stumbling initially not because of her nerves but rather the simple sense of dissonance that she continued to fell whilst using what had come to be called her ‘Hero Name’, she had to admit right off the cuff that she had no lofty ambitions about becoming the top ranking professional or anything of the sort, and instead subscribed to what might have been a humbler aspiration in truth. “Hehehehe, which… sounds a little dorky saying it out loud, now I have done?” Not quite shaking that feeling of discomfort in her skin for one reason or another and left rosy cheeked again and giving a chuckle of awkwardness as she also confessed the fact that she felt a bit weird stating her ambition so brazenly, the bubbliness of the brit shone through as she blushed and pushed her hair behind her ear, feeling a bit giggly and strange as she tried not to let the pressure of the moment get the better of her…
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Nov 8, 2020 16:14:05 GMT -4
Yumi looked across to the others as they gave their answers, definitely happy to see that Jasmine and Rowan were going to be joining them. Sure, she felt a liiiittle bad that they likely had to be peeled off eachother but it was good to see them. Rowan was someone she'd been wanting to oddly learn more about seeing how close they and Jasmine were getting, so it was great to see them in an interview setting like this, almost like a polite interogation she got to watch, ehehehe~ As for Jasmine she was definitely a much different brand of heroine than a lot of the examples already present, so it'd be great to see how the interview might shift around her.
She'd try not to comment too much on the other's answers, but the fact Bianca's dad worked at ASTA caught her attention. Maybe she'd actually met him when trying on a new line or something? She'd have to ask later if anything she'd worn for shoots might have been stuff her father designed. She was sure for commercial lines like this they tended to have teams of designers, but it could still be a nice way to try and connect with someone knew.
"Interesting answers from all of you!~ Of course these are just introductions so there's not much to really add or inquire buuuut..." He tapped his chin briefly before leaning over his lap, looking to Emi first. "Well, suffice to say your choice of words has me already. Incase it dosn't come up later, mind giving us the twist?"
He'd then look across to Jasmine to inquire a little further on the late arrival too. "And you, given you're aiming for that top spot in the hero rankings, who would you see being your biggest competition? Both out of the current heroes and... well." He gestured more broadly to those around her. "Your classmates."
With their answers likely coming to each of his questions he took an easing breath and smiled warmly, glad for everyone to be so open in their participation. "Well, for our next question..." He'd briefly check his notes before continuing. "Given we're looking to talk to you all more about your extra endeavours, balancing hero work and other careers, why don't you give us some details? Some of you already have of course but this is the part where we'd like you to sell yourselves when we write this up later. Try and give us your goals in those joint careers."
Yumi thought for a moment, glancing to the other girls before responding. Someone down the line may have been able to answer before she did, but she'd still try and give a confident response. "Well, my main careers I'm looking into are modelling and teaching. Teaching isn't really new, a lot of heroes teach the next generation afterall, but I just feel it's kind of my duty almost as one of the first formally trained heroes to try and pay that forward to the following generations, the following graduating years. As far as my modelling goes well... while I absolutely take it seriously, I will admit, thats more for personal pleasure. Cosplaying and modelling my work was a really important hobby of mine growing up, it evolved into modelling and well... here I am, on a contract to help rep for Asta as they work with heroes and create their quirked fashion lines.~ Really even that's a pleasure though, a lot of people get the wrong ideas just cause a company's name is hitting the big time, I'm hoping showing some genuine support for them in my work might help people shift their associations away from those 'evil CEO' tropes ya know?"
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Nov 10, 2020 16:33:23 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile Oh yeah, looks like you’ll be the number one hero lurking around the corner waiting to still the spotlight for sure… Clenching internally when she saw that bad dye job swagger into the room like she was some kind of superstar and barely even make any kind of effort to engage their interviewers, irrational irritation within the Italian made it hard for Miss Bellucci to hold back the urge when she heard who she saw as the world’s biggest flake announce a rather sizeable ambition, and perhaps one might have noticed her roll her eyes a little in response. Good grief, I can’t believe they’re eating garbage like this up? Perhaps the most annoying thing about the whole situation being the fact that the people on the other end seemed to jump on the chance to give her more screen time as well, the bemused belle folded her arms over and narrowed her gaze a little in response to that farce, but ultimately felt more driven by it as well, which would be shown when finally big head finally stopped hogging the limelight. “Heeheehee, I’d say that I’d love to get into some proper modelling work where I could, or even other types of performance?” Quickly able to pluck out a far peppier exterior as a means of ensuring that the world took far greater notice of her than it did any bandy haired bitch in her company, the black beauty giggled girlishly as the people in charge asked about their auxiliary aspirations, and that was more than ample opportunity for Bianca to seize the stage with a practised smile. “You see, I love to act and dance, so I’d be interesting in cultivating better PR for Pro Heroes through public appearances and maybe variety performances? I think when it comes to community outreach the hero program is rather sorely lacking…” Peeling her bangs behind her ear as she began to ramble on about her own abilities in a somewhat boastful fashion, while the speech of the sable siren was fashioned more with the intent of garnering interest than out of some grand design, the perky pupil was pleased to realize that even though she was speaking through what was more stream of consciousness than actual plan the sounds of what she was saying made a whole lot of sense. “After all don’t you think there should be more to being a hero than just swatting villains and pulling people from burning buildings? I mean, obviously those aspects are definitely important but…” Certainly thus far the ranks of the heroes and even the vigilantes across the world doing a rather reasonable job of countering those who had the intent of spreading darkness and disaster, the world had plenty of people now who were prepared to sock a bad guy in the mouth but did they have anyone who was prepared to revolutionize society? No, in her opinion they did not, and yet that seemed like something they needed. “It’s about spirit! Lifting up those who have fallen on hard times, and making sure that man, woman or child everyone can do their part to stand up against the evils of the world, as well as giving the whole world someone to look up to?” After all quirks had existed for the best part of half a century now and yet commonplace acceptance of them still seemed to be like fighting an uphill battle, so was the challenge that would be faced by the future generations like the girls gathered here just about the people who might try to destroy a bank or a city block, or was it more about seizing the hearts and mind of the populace and pushing it in a healthier direction. “To me, that’s what the top heroes should be all about…” In this moment Miss Bellucci for one thinking that it was about both in equal measure, with the growing celebrity culture that seemed to be ensnaring the lives of these powerful people one would be have to be a fool not to realize they were being given a rather potent platform to shape the world, and from what she could tell that seemed to currently be being squandered by all those supposed big names in heroics. “Not just their statistics, but also their ability to inspire people wherever they go!” After all it seeming like of the top ranked heroes only the sublime Serperior was capable of even dealing with the public reasonably well, as the dazzling delight saw the others were either too shy and private or too problematic in their personalities and incidents to really be the example of something better for humanity. Because, lets face it, that’s what quirkers were, wasn’t it? Human, made better…
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Nov 23, 2020 15:17:30 GMT -4
"Very well... I'll be waiting~", spoke the sculptress giggling gracefully, winking playfully at the pair before turning around and striding off, back the way she came. She didn't know whether Rowan would actually return or head off with her girlfriend, but in the end, she couldn't help but flash that cool, delighted smile at the pair as they joined their classmates, leaving the watchful teacher by herself as she lingered by the entrance, merely watching her students as they answered the questions posed. Yet nothing quite thrilled her as much as hearing each of their introductions, that faint smile widening just a bit wider as she admired what each of them said of the student in question. Unlike some of them might thing, there were no wrong answers here. The mere fact that they showed their faces spoke volumes, after all, the main advantage pro heros had over vigilantes laid not in having the backing of the law behind them, but to serve as a deterrent with their very presence. Let the villains and civilians alike know: I am here.
"My my~... Seems to me you've already blossomed into quite the impressive young heroes.", mused the sculptress, proudly watching from the sidelines, sinking on one hip, idly folding her arms under her full bosom as she stood outside the section of the gymnasium where her students had slipped into. If any of them bothered to look that way, they'd find their teacher there with a satisfied smile on her face, watching her students as she mulled over the road that had lead them all here.
Sure, vigilantes of old ultimately grew more resourceful as a result of operating outside the law, just like the very villains they opposed, hardened and willing to do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. The first generation of pros lacked that resourcefulness, and that realization drove Alisa to become a teacher, hoping to guide a new generation who could be better than those who came before, better than the first pro heroes like herself. And yet for all the guidance Alisa and her coworkers could have provided, in the end they'd all come this far thanks to their own merit first and foremost.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Dec 2, 2020 11:41:46 GMT -4
The moment the question reached Jasmine's ears an answer presented itself almost instantly thereafter. Nobody. Plain and simple. These girls were too focused on things that technically didn't matter -- modeling wasn't going to help you evacuate a dozen people out of a burning building, or neutralize a hostage situation, or defeat a villain threatening the peace and safety of the public. Yet instead of going with the overly confident knee jerk of an answer, Jasmine chose to think her words through.
She still thought that what she considered to be the essential parts of a hero -- the ability to fight, to rescue people, to openly refuse criminals and lead by example -- were just that - essential. But, at the same time... that felt like an archaic idea. She couldn't help but wonder if it was her vigilante days rearing their head at her. If she called them out like that, wouldn't she, at the same time, be saying that Michael's hobby - one that she had taken up as well - was irrelevant? Beyond that, was being out in the field really the only way to truly be a Hero?
She didn't think so anymore. Truthfully? She hadn't for a while.
A low hum left Jasmine as she pondered over the question, bright azures going from one person present to the other, taking in their answers one by one. "Honestly? Everyone."
Such a simple answer that held far too much meaning to be properly explained with just one word.
"Raven over there is right. The hero program is lacking, and I don't mean in the sense that they don't teach us what we need to fight the bad guys and save people," she said, offering Bianca a nod. "Whether it's dancing... or modeling... or teaching the next generation, making sure they don't repeat our mistakes... or anything else like that... it all serves to inspire people, y'know? To show them that there's more to life than just a constant struggle; a, uh... never ending fight, if you would."
"It's like... while, yeah, I can stop a riot that's already happening, they can make sure it never happens in the first place, you know? In the world that we live in today that's worth more than a dozen of me."
"So... yeah. Everybody, in their own way, is competition, and frankly considering everything that I can and can't do, I'm pretty sure I'm nowhere near being the candidate for first place," Jasmine, in a rare moment of humility, admitted. Honestly it even felt strange saying the words, not that she didn't mean them. A small smile crossed her lips. "Yet, anyway. That's the beauty of it. Y'know. Pushing each other to become better than the other without even realizing it, working together towards the shared goal of a better tomorrow, as cheesy as it sounds."
"Heh, sorry. Probably not the answer you were looking for."
"As for other career paths, I've uh..." the two-tone haired lass hummed to herself. "I don't really know. There's so many things to choose from: furthering my drawing skills, continuing my studies into university, continuing my work with the Tokyo Police Department... but, honestly? I think, uh... music, yeah. Music might do it for me. I had this friend back when I was a kid. Michael. Best friend. Kind of like a brother, really. Always had this dream of going big time with his beats. Got me into music, too. Producing, singing, rapping... he helped me learn everything I know. I just never... had the focus for it, y'know? This hero thing was everything."
"Some time ago, though, Michael was taken from us during one of the bigger riots back home in New York and that sorta got me thinking that life's more than just training until the next asshole comes around the corner, y'know? I figured I'd... reach his dream for him and, on some level, with him," she explained, decidedly choosing to keep the more tragic side of the story short and sweet.
"So I guess that's how I'll be competing with the rest of the girls," Jasmine said, a small yet confident smile forcing her lips to twist upwards ever so slightly. "While they'll be inspiring the masses through modeling or teaching the next generation of misfits, I'll be doing that through a different platform, one that'll hopefully someday let me fill out entire stadiums," she paused, snorting to herself as she felt her confidence returning. "Nah, when I start filling out stadiums."
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