[center][h2][color=red]Tatsumi[/color][/h2][/center]
[@Dead Cruiser] - Tatsumi bumps into, then speaks to Luca
[@Pacifista] - Noticed
[@Great Sogeking] - Noticed
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As the freshmen group listened to Mr. Matsumoto go on about all the rules and regulations--the guy seemed to be a real stickler--Tatsumi noticed the pinkette from before and the other girl already seemed to be making fast friends. He looked away, somewhat embarrassed at his lack of social ability--he hadn't gotten either of their names. He focused instead on trying to take everything in; he had to be a good student this time around, and he'd have to learn the layout of this place so that he could make his way around...

With a start he realized he was getting too caught up in the scenery, and was falling behind. One hand on his beanie, he jogged down the hall after Masamune's fading voice. He caught up quickly and tried to slip back into the ranks, but in doing so he bumped into a smaller figure, one that he hadn't even seen until it was too late.

"Shi--I mean uh, sorry bout dat, l'il guy!" he said. The kid was kind of delicate looking, smaller than others with platinum blonde hair and wearing a bulky hoodie over his uniform. Tatsumi wondered for a second if the kid was hot under that thing, considering the weather was still rather warm, but then thought that perhaps he had a Quirk that required him to stay warm, or changed his body in a way that he was embarrassed about. "You a'ight?"
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[center][color=green][h2]Corrosion[/h2][/color][/center]
[@Rune_Alchemist] - Interaction with Bonesaw

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As the disguised villain slipped through the crowd and made her way out of the building, she found no one on the grounds--all the teachers were too busy getting the rest of the building ready for the tours, or preparing their own lessons. No one had noticed one lone girl slipping out by herself, and if they had they might have assumed she was going to a bathroom or had gotten lost. Only when it was clear that she was leaving school grounds would suspicion have been raised, and by then it would have been too late, as she ducked down the streets and between the buildings.

But as she entered one lonely alleyway, there was an odd sort of sound--like something thick, some kind of jelly, plopping down from up high. Then, long green tendrils suddenly dropped down in front of her. Perhaps she might have brushed them aside--had it not been immediately noticed that steam was rising from where they touched the asphalt, and some roadside trash was quickly melting away into sizzling goop.

Behind her, more of these amorphous bars dropped down.

"L'il early to be's goin' home, ain't it?" Corrosion smirked from his place above her, the Acid Pads on his feet allowing him to stick to the wall and stand horizontally. His arms were stretched out, and the long Acid Whips trailing from his fingertips were the bars on the girl's makeshift cage. "If ya gonna play hooky...minds lettin' me play witcha?" He grinned, a single golden tooth shining among the pearly whites.