Lysander was ready to go the second he saw his team. The heavy hitters were impossible to identify as Lysander couldn’t say he confidently knew a single person on his team’s quirks. He figured a demo was in order to help get everyone acquainted and situated. And by that he meant he had to prove to everyone that without a doubt he was to cover point B. He put a hand in the air and spoke in a loud, deeper than normal tone.
”Now I don’t want to say I’m team leader, but I do want to say that we all should know who’s quirk does what. And to kick things off, I’ll go first. See these spikes on my arm? Well, they might be a bit more than that.” Lysander said, holding his right arm out, bending it 90 degrees so his forearm would be parallel with his head. Each spike elongated to about 6 feet long and began to unravel into several small wires that seemed to bend and straighten at his will. He made a large heart out of wires. ”My quirk is called Wire. I have these running all through my body, each one is 50 feet long and there are 100 of them coiled up on each of my limbs.” He gestured to the spikes on his other arm and his legs, the whole time holding the heart shape where it was, simply extending the wires to keep it from moving. “I feel like point B is going to be my best position, since I can control them all separately or as large cords which are, well, less pretty but a lot stronger. He retracted the wires and backed up, waiting for someone else to take the stage.
Mina rolled her eyes when ‘Mr. Maybe’ started the team meeting with ‘I don’t want to say I’m the team leader’ thus automatically making himself team leader. He was slipping from a ‘maybe’ to a ‘no’ when he brought up the point that the team couldn’t work on strategy until we knew each other’s quirks, which was a very good point. Back to a ‘maybe’. His quirk was impressive too, and definitely the most tactically useful at Point B. Mina stepped forward. She would be next. “I’m Kasuke,” she stated. ”This is my quirk.”
And then she made her whole body glow. At first it was noticeable but looked quite useless, then, with a look of concentration and exertion on her face, her whole body got brighter and brighter until you had to close or avert your eyes. Then it died down back to normal. ”I also feel point B would be my best position. In fact, anywhere else and I may as well be quirkless, but in the dark I could be useful.”
Sen took a step forward after Mina,, raising his hand briefly in greetings He got straight to the point, doubting they had much time before the exercise would begin. ”Hey guys, I’m Sen and my quirk is called Breathe. If you couldn't tell from the gas mask I have to wear, my breath can take on two qualities. I can either breathe a chemical that causes paralysis or I can breathe an agent that’s highly corrosive. The bad news is that I can't control who is affected by my quirk and I can’t shut it off, meaning I can't just take this mask off and go about my business. I think I should go to point A with Sam because he shouldn't be affected by me, even though I have a plan for how to keep my quirk from hurting any of you guys while still being able to use it against Delta Squad.”
Sen moved over to stand next to Jett ”Is this our whole game plan though? We just split into groups and try to hold each territory and hope for the best? Unless there’s someone here with a communication quirk, each group will be in the dark about how the other groups are doing. Like if we managed to neutralize all the enemies in a territory, how would we let everyone else know? Or vice versa, if a group needs help how will they let the others know? And not to mention we can't split evenly into 3 areas with only eight people so one territory is going to have an extra person. If Delta Squad does the same thing we do, that means they'll have one group of three as well and if they send the group of three to a territory that only has two of us, we already start outnumbered.” Sen was stumped on the best course of action, he looked to the others. ”Any ideas?
”A signal.” The quiet voice of the group’s seemingly least talkative member piped up suddenly from behind Sen as there was a faint crackle of static, and a single tuft of blonde hair poked straight up from the head of the girl who’d walked up to him in silence, almost as if this was supposed to be done in lieu of raising her hand. The red of her eyes faded to blue as she explained herself. “My name is Motome Fumika. My Quirk lets me record and make copies of things. Just now, that girl became shiny, so if we’re outnumbered where I am, I can make another her who’ll be almost as shiny, except up in the air. You should all be able to see.”
She seemed to think about this for a moment, and then nodded to herself, as if she’d just had an idea. ”Didn’t Mr. Yoshida say that we only needed to control two points?” Fumika asked abruptly, her train of thought suddenly jumping to a completely different subject. ”In that case, it seems more likely that the enemy will focus most of their efforts where they think they have the best advantage. They have someone who can fly… Oh, and the shouty boy who made the windows shake when he sneezed. And that’s at least a fourth of their team… So doesn’t that mean they’ll definitely try to attack C with everything they’ve got? It’s big and open and probably would be easiest for them to attack.” She paused for a moment, the single, upright strand of her hair bobbing up and down seemingly of its own accord as she mumbled something under her breath, then suddenly launched into something that was seemingly unrelated to what she’d just been talking about.
”How about I go to A alone, four people go to B to ensure we don’t lose it, and three go to C to stall for time? I’m really good at running and jumping and stuff, and if they try to attack with a lot of people where I am, I can just make more people to fight them. Well… Okay, it might be hard to actually fight them… but maybe I could just create the image of most of our team there? I recorded everybody already, and at a distance, they wouldn’t be able to tell that my copies were fake, so they probably wouldn’t run in, right? That way, they probably won’t try to attack A, and will focus on the other points, thinking they’re weaker. Then everyone can ambush them, and even if we lose at B or C, we’ll still have A to retreat to. Or, if they figure it out, I can always leave another me to distract them while I run away, and then go help elsewhere.” At this point, it wasn’t really clear if she was still talking to the rest of her team, or if she’d started talking to herself - at least until she suddenly let out a quiet ”Oh!” and raised her head, as if she’d just noticed she wasn’t alone for the first time. Evidently to demonstrate… something… she held up both her hands in front of her, with two fingers upraised on her right and one finger on her left.
”I’ll make one shiny girl if they attack me and I have to run, and two shiny girls if they don’t and it’s safe. Either way, even if they attack me, we can always have the others retreat from C in order to take back A.” She nodded again to nobody in particular, seemingly quite satisfied with herself, before lapsing unexpectedly into… English?. ”’One if by land, two if by sea.’”
Lysander pondered over all the suggested plans. He agreed with the fact that only controlling two was probably their best bet, and a third would just be absolute overkill. ”W-was that english? Oh my god it’s been so long since I’ve heard it... It’s beautiful as ever. I agree though, we do need to focus on A and B, C is for chumps. Maybe... Hey Sen can I try on your gasmask?”Lysander said, reaching a hand out to the boy who’s quirk could put a person to sleep or melt their face off. ”Maybe we could go together to point B, I’ll hold them down and you gas ‘em, eh?” He said, still doing his best to stay out of any specific spot that made him seem like a leader in any way. He felt bad from the start for already calling himself out as ‘not the leader.’
Lysander paused for a second, his eyes widening as if he just realized something. ”Wait what the hell quirks do they have besides flight boy and megasneeze? I think I remember that one girl having a shield, but who knows if there’s more than that. And that one pudgy dude, no way he got in with a body like that unless his quirk was amazing.”
Sen decided to chip in with all the info he had on Delta, not that he had much. ”From what I saw and heard, Kenichi has enhanced conditioning because he can take in more oxygen or something. He called it something close to blood pumping. The only other person I saw use their quirk was the guy with red hair, he could make some sort of metal armor. But I’m not sure, I only saw it for a few seconds before he made it disappear.”
Fumika chimed back in at this point. ”I don’t know what anyone’s Quirk is, but the round man is weird. I thought he was normal, but when I tried to record him, his insides were all sloshing around everywhere.” Lysander blinked and shook his head in disbelief as she mentioned what the pudgy man was ‘made of’, but let her continue without interrupting. “I don’t really get what he’s made of, but that probably has something to do with his Quirk. He might be dangerous.” She shook her head in a picture perfect imitation of Lysander, and then carried on. ”But I don’t think we should have the spirit go with the shiny girl. They don’t have anybody who makes light, do they? If they don’t, then she’s the only one who can hurt him. We need to make sure they don’t use that against us. Besides, keeping him together with Sen is really important, since he doesn’t need to breathe. And, it’s also really important that Sen goes to Point C, since that’s where they’ll be hitting the hardest. Even if we lose there, if he can keep most of their team’s best fighters from moving, we’ll be able to win in the long run. Although, if Lysander could use his gas mask, it would be easier, since then they couldn’t run away from Sen, either…” She trailed off back into her own thoughts at this point, evidently leaving the others to decide what to do.
Sen grinned beneath the mask, he hadn’t thought about having another person wear his mask, then he could breathe fully without having to worry about hurting anyone. ’That’s genius, Fumika! I’d have to clean it really quick though so the residue doesn’t paralyze Lysander, and everyone would have to steer clear of C. The only problem I see with it is if the wings guy blows away all the gas away.”
Fumika blinked. ”Then why don’t the others go on ahead while you hide behind them? They don’t know about Lysander’s Quirk, so there’s a chance he’ll be able to keep them occupied while you attack by surprise. Even if you don’t get the two of them, if you can disable the others, then retreat, we still get the advantage.” She trailed off again, then suddenly began staring very intently at Sen’s mask. ”Wait, if you clean your mask, doesn’t that mean you’ll take it off? Can I watch?” As she asked this question, her eyes suddenly shifted to a stark hue of red, a bar of matching color accompanied by a dot like the “REC” symbol on an old video camera appearing in her bangs.
Surprised by the odd request, Sen quirked an eyebrow. ”Well… I mean… Sure? Whatever floats your boat I guess.” He laughed slightly, Fumika had this very unique style and he didn’t know what to think of it yet but it was damn funny. ”Everyone’s gonna have to move away though,” he warned. Fumika merely nodded… and then kept staring at him with that same intense concentration, even as she shuffled very awkwardly backwards to what she assumed was a safe distance.
Lysander chimed in when Fumika finished speaking. He put a hand in the air and let his wires extend past his hand and had them coil around each other, all 10 cords coming together to make one much thicker and stronger cord. ”I feel like I can handle Wings McGod Complex. He can’t blow us away without getting close, and if he gets too close then...” Lysander let all the wires in the now 10 foot long giant cord separate rapidly, making a mess of cords that loosely covered a wide area of the air above his hand. ”I have a net.” He giggled as he finished speaking. The cords all stiffened and wrapped into a vaguely person shaped mass before retracting back into his forearm.
”Ooh,” Fumika uttered wordlessly, at some point having changed her focus to Lysander rather than Sen. Her eyes seemed to glimmer for a moment, and with a fizzle of static, her left braid “jumped” slightly, as if it had just been tugged on by an unseen force. The individual strands came a little more unraveled, hanging loosely in a vague spiral. ”Thank you for letting me see,” She said, bowing respectfully as if she’d just been given a souvenir. Lysander again blinked and shook his head. Fumika blinked and shook her head back. Lysander couldn’t do much other than awkwardly suck on his lips and look away.
”Y-yeah.” Was all he could muster. He took a few steps away from Sen, giving him space to breathe.
Sen made sure everyone was a good distance away before he went about taking off his mask. He gripped it in one hand and went to work on cleaning the inside, getting rid of the residue, all the while an occasional cloud of yellow gas would bubble from his lips. Each time the cloud grew larger, Fumika’s eyes would flash again, and her braid would come a little further undone. Focusing on taking small breaths was difficult too, if Sen breathed fully, his lungs would shoot the gas out like a smoke machine, side effect of enhanced lungs.
”Is that the most gas you can make?” Fumika piped up, blinking a few times. The cloud she’d managed to store already in her memory was of a somewhat decent size, but it wouldn’t be very effective unless her target was directly in front of her. Lysander just put his arm over his mouth and nose. Just in case.
Sen shook his head, smirking quickly. ”Not even close, I can make more in a sec, but first, here. You might feel a little lethargic for a couple seconds but it should wear off fast.” Holding his breath, he wiped off the mask one more time before tossing it to Lysander. As it flew, Fumika watched it keenly, before turning her attention back to Sen. Lysander caught it and put it to his face, taking a deep breath before putting it on and taking a few breaths. He took a few steps toward Sen and nodded, signaling him that he was good.
Not having the mask on was nice for a change, so Sen felt great when he turned away from the group and breathed in sharply, when he fully exhaled a large cloud of gas shot out like some pseudo-dragon breath that engulfed Lysander, hiding him completely. Sen turned back to Fumika, ”Better?” She nodded with surprising enthusiasm, her braids re-weaving themselves, only to unravel even further as she deleted the old data and replaced it with what she’d just recorded. ”Thank you for letting me see!” She repeated, bowing several times as her eyes shifted back to their original blue and the symbol in her hair faded to a pale blue set of parallel lines, like a “pause” symbol that swiftly disappeared back into her hair. The others might not have noticed, but as it faded out, the line around her head was a little bit shorter than it had been before… She hoped that 83% charge would be enough to handle the exercise, since that would vanish rather quickly if she was continuing to record and project as frequently as she had been.
Lysander waited for the ‘smoke’ to clear before coming forward. He didn’t even feel like his skin was melting or that he needed a nap it was perfect. It smelled a bit awkward but the important thing was that his plan might actually have some sort of proof of concept. He spoke through it, standing next to Sen. ”I feel perfectly fine, and I get to look like I’m out of some weird post apocalyptic video game!” He smirked as he let some wires run out of his left arm and wrapping around its exterior, coating it entirely in a thin metal layer. He playfully acted like a zombie for a second before retracting the wires again and waiting for anyone else to chime in.
Unsure how to add anything of value to the team’s conversation, Reina had been listening intently but keeping to herself, standing a few feet away from the rest. Upon seeing Sen’s demonstration of his quirk, however, she finally had an idea she felt might be worth sharing. Hesitating for a long moment, she stepped a bit closer.
”I might...” she began, trying to find a way to say her piece without sounding like she knew better. “My quirk might go better with Sen’s...” She glanced around, feeling her face getting uncomfortably warm. ”Sorry... um, it makes my own gravitational field strong...”
Very carefully, the girl let her control over her quirk weaken, so that the group around her could feel a slight tug. “A-And I can invert it.” Just as carefully, she changed the pull into the smallest push, and after a second of that zeroed out the effect again.
Glancing to the ground in front of her, she awkwardly got to her point. “With the mask, if Sen makes lots of his gas, I can compress it around me and turn myself into a... walking chemical bomb, I guess? By pushing it all away suddenly. If that doesn’t work out, I could still try to bring the gas to any one of them at C... just make it harder to deal with and all.”
She glanced up as another idea began to develop from her train of thought. “... And in the worst case, I could still keep a cloud around me, to try and control their movements...” The girl trailed off, clearly closing up as she felt she had been speaking too much.
Jett had kept quiet this entire time, listening to the plan as it slowly came together. He was impressed with all of it. He was amused at Fumika’s ideas and how she present them...even copying Lysander’s head movements...it was adorable. His own thoughts were that of trying to improve upon them.
Using everyone's strength in the ideal location. When he felt the gravitational pull of Reina’s quirk his eyes popped up with a flood of ideas. He finally spoke up with a smile while looking at Reina. “Thats amazing Reina. I do have a question for you though, How far can your quirk repel someone, and is it in all directions I’m guessing?”
The dark-haired girl’s gaze shifted up for a moment as she was addressed. The compliment on her quirk brought a small frown to her lips, but she hid it quickly. “Yes, all around me. As for how far, it... depends. On a lot of things.” While she hadn’t used her quirk as much as the others had likely used theirs, she had spent plenty of time theorizing. “Weight, friction, where they are relative to me—since earth’s gravity still affects them as well—“ Reina stopped herself suddenly, and after a moment looked away awkwardly from everyone again, hand reaching up to idly play with her ear and obscure her face at least a little. “I-it just depends...” She could hardly listen to herself talk. There was no need to put everyone else through a long explanation—she was sure they could already understand the basics.
Jett noted the small frown but he then added, “ The reason I ask, is because if you can repel everyone from the objective, you could essentially hold one of the objectives by yourself with that awesome quirk. “He tried to give her a confident smile if she looked back at him.
His mind suddenly popped to Fumika, his ADHD slightly kicking in,. ”And you Fumika, How many of us can you replicate at the same time? Do you need to see someone do something or can you make them do anything? Also Wear anything?” His eyes were bright with the possibilities of these two quirks, and their usefulness to the team.
Fumika nodded, then shook her head rapidly from side to side, her hair swishing wildly back and forth as she did so. ”There’s no real limit to the number of things I can make at once, so long as they’re all within 15 meters of me and I don’t burn myself out. Oh, but they’ll only really be there if I’m still looking at them - otherwise they’re just images… And I can only make copies do things I’ve recorded, unless they’re copies of me. In that case, I can make them do anything I’ve done before.”
Jett kept his eyes glued to Fumika’s as he folded his left arm under his right and his right hand came up to his chin as he was in deep thought. “That's good. We don’t necessarily need them to be corporeal, just real enough to make them think it's real.” He looked at Sen and another lightbulb went off. “Sen… we need everyone to put on your mask and have Fumika record it. Then we need to have her record you making a massive cloud of gas.” He then looked back to Fumika, “Once you have them all recorded you can make Sen’s copy constantly spewing gas, and have a couple of us inside the gas field with the gas masks on. This will cause anyone who comes close to hesitate before coming in. Also…”
Fumika shook her head violently once again, cutting him off there. ”I don’t think that’s a good idea. It would take more of my charge just to record all of you wearing masks in addition to the recordings I already have, and I wouldn’t be able to hold up images over that large an area for very long.” She paused, thought for a moment, and then continued. ”Even if I could, it would show the other team not only what Sen’s Quirk is, but also how we plan to use it, which means if they have some kind of communication Quirk, they’d know what were were planning before we could hit C. It’ll be easier if I just project images of the team as-is, and save Sen’s gas in case I run into someone I can’t beat normally. I can project a mask for myself just fine.”
He nodded, It would still be just as effective. “Alright then, that would have to do then.” He looked around, speaking of communication quirks… Jett suddenly left the group in a slight jog to the closest trailer that acted as the ‘office.’ He opened the door to find it completely bare...not even plans for the buildings. No walkie talkies like he was hoping for. “Damn… Should have gone to UA, they always have more realistic training grounds.” He said to himself.
He jerked back wards as he stood on one foot to look around the edge of the trailer to see a work truck. “Re-he-he-eally?” he said with a grin. Hoping over the railing as graceful as a deer he ran to the door and opened it. All the while saying “Please be real, please be real.”
He looked for keys and didn’t find any. Quickly falling to the floor of the driver's side he yanked out some wires and began fiddling with them. Within a few moments, the wires he worked with sparked and the engine roared to life. With a mischievous smile on his face he looked back to the group. “Our chariot awaits!” He said triumphantly. Looking back in the truck’s cab he noticed a CB radio. He flicked the switch on to hear the sound of white noise.
His head jerked to his left to look for another truck, sadly there wasn’t one, but there was a crane truck nearby. Now he never hotwired a crane truck...maybe he could… ignitions all worked the same but that was besides the point.
He sprinted up to it, smoothing climbing up to the side of it as he placed his hands up to the window and peered in. It had one as well. Smiling. “We have communications as well!” He looked to Fumika, Her plan was all well and good, but he could add more to it. “I like your signal idea, but if we could communicate on how many people are at each one, it will greatly increase our chances to overwhelm them at one point.” He looked over to where he could see the bravo location. “That is… if Bravo has some heavy equipment with CB Radio. The crane would, but that would put one of us out of commision... “
Hopping down he walked back to the group scratching the back of his head. He couldn’t rely on the off chance of there being a third radio for them to use. He stopped next to Kasuke and finally said, “Ill drive everyone to Bravo and Charlie, and see if I can hotwire another vehicle at Charlie so that group can escape if need be. Also I think Reina should go with Sen and Lysander should come with us at Bravo…” [/color]Looking at Reina, “Thinking about it, your quirk might bring building down if you are constantly changing your gravitational pulls.” He stopped and looked at everyone, he suddenly realized how just shoved his ideas onto the group. “How does that sound?”
Lysander clapped a few times and, stepping away from Sen, took the gas mask off and tossed it over to Reina. Jett was one magnificent bastard, and this plan was pure gold it seemed. He was mad he didn’t get to burst out of a cloud of smoke like he planned to do with Sen, but to be on the front lines at B put him in a pretty comfortable spot. From the looks of the building it was all stone and concrete, nothing he couldn’t handle with his regular cords. ”Jett... you... how the hell did you know how to hotwire a car?!” Lysander said in disbelief. He wasn’t mad in any way, just excited and now extra hype for the match to come.
Jett looked at Lysander and then at everyone else who was looking back at him. He simply shrugged and said while using his hands to show imaginary wires.“Hot black wire from the battery goes to the white one that goes to the starters... It’s a lot more simple than most people think.”
Jin, who had been idly observing from the outside of the meeting, carefully noting his allies strengths and weaknesses, piped up in his small but monotone voice. “I’m powerful at close ranges. I’ll go to point B, just funnel them to me and I can take care of the rest.”
”Does it... do anything cool? Like are you super strong or like, fast? Do you make things close to you die? Should I step back?” Lysander said in a confused voice. At this point, Jett and Lysander both stepped back.
Jin sighed, deciding that it would be at their disadvantage if he was overly secretive about the nature of his quirk. Still, there was no need to reveal everything at once. Jin raised his fist and rolled the sleeve of his jumpsuit up, exposing his forearm. Then, quite suddenly, a jet of blue flame erupted from his arm, engulfing it entirely. Rather than make a roaring sound as one would expect from fire, it crackled intensely, making a great deal of noise. Jett and Lysander were lucky that they had stepped, back, as the wave of heat from the flame was so intense that their eyebrows would have likely been singed away.
“Ever seen a plasma cutter?” Jin asked, mostly rhetorically. “I can keep this somewhere around thirty thousand degrees celsius.”
Lysander decided he might want to speak up. Having a quirk that gave him easily heatable wires that resided in his body made the thought of getting too close to Jin while they both used [color=007236]their quirks a bit scary. ”Maybe we could work on different parts of Bravo, eh? Don’t wanna burn my insides or get my wires cut. They take a bit to regrow. Kinda like hair but only takes about a week for them to be back at 50 feet.” He nervously chuckled, holding his hands behind his back.
Jin looked back up at Lysander calmly, “Like I said, funnel them to me and I can handle the rest. Use your wires for area denial, and I can hold the line at the control point.” Lysander nodded as Jin finished speaking.
”So it’s decided? Mina, myself, Jin and Jett are going to go to B, funnel them to Jin and knock ‘em out. Maybe a combo of me hanging from the ceiling, Mina flashing them to blind them and then I toss them his way? Jett can help collect as well, right?” Lysander looked to Jett for confirmation.
“Correct, leaving Fumika at Alpha, and Sen, Reina and Sam at Charlie.” Jett said nodding.
He then realized that he forgot to mention his quirk. ” Oh and by the way, I am a Teleporter. I can teleport anywhere I can see within a set distance… It takes up a lot of my energy so I try not to use it as much as I can. “
Mina had just been watching the people come up with their own plan. It was a good plan! Make people think a lot of us are at A when we’re really all in B or C. The only alteration Mina would make is to put Jett at point C where he has greater range and visibility, but then they didn’t know where the other team would send their students, and Jett could travel between points easy enough if we realise the numbers are off. With that logic, putting him at the center of the map was indeed the smartest choice. Mina clapped her hands. “So, do we all know the plan? Are we all okay with the plan?” she asked the group, impatient to get started.
Somewhere in the back of the group, Fumika gave a very serious nod, her silly-looking antenna of hair bobbing rather violently as she did so. ”Preparations complete. All ready now.” She said.
Jett made his way over to the truck and hopped in, quickly pushing the clutch in and putting into first to bring it over to the group, turning so the passenger side was facing them. Throwing it in park he hopped out and slid a crossed the hood of the roof and opened the passenger door. “Alright let's get movin!” He said with a smile and waved his hand towards the door. It would only fit two or three more inside while the rest would have to be in the bed of the truck. The three girls could fit inside if they didn't mind the cramp cab. “Ladies get dibs in the cab, the rest of you filthy animals in the back of the truck. “ He said jokingly.
Mina hopped in the front seat, staring ahead, but spared Jett a sideways glance, and the slightest hint of an amused smile. Fumika, too, followed suit, sliding into the back - although she crammed herself as far into the corner as she could, evidently not wanting to brush shoulders with anyone else. Every few seconds, the upright tuft of hair atop her head would flop downward, only to spring back up with another crackle of static, as if it was bouncing up and down for excitement in lieu of the stonefaced and impassive girl doing the same. And, after all, why shouldn’t she have been excited? With her team’s proximity to point A and their new vehicle, there was no way they’d fail to make it there first. She’d be able to set up in time to deceive the enemy, even if they sent their fastest fighters to try to stop her. And, so long as they didn’t think to attack her, it didn’t matter what Quirks they had or how many fighters arrive. She’d prove this here - she could become a hero just like Haruka had wanted!
Sen jumped into the bed of the truck, being careful to hold his breath. Hopefully Jett would hurry it up so he could let the wind take his breath away from the others who would have to sit in the bed of the truck with him. Someone didn’t think this through... and Lysander was the second to note this concern, hopping in after Sen and make sure to sit toward the cab and behind Sen.
Gripping the gas mask in her hands tightly, Reina hesitated as she watched the others take their seats. She didn’t particularly feel she should have a spot in the cab, but no one was making any objections so she kept silent and took the seat next to Fumika. The spheres that surrounded the dark-haired girl lazily adjusted their orbits to accommodate her new surroundings—they didn’t have much place to go, meaning they floated right by Fumika on occasion. Reina glanced from the other girl to one of the orbs, mumbling a quiet “Sorry...” as she did her best to follow the blonde’s lead and press her side up against the truck’s door away from Fumika. She kept herself focused on her quirk, making sure to keep its pull completely nullified.
Jett had been watching the girls as they got in. His heart leapt when he noticed the tiny hint of a smile on kasukes lips. FINALLY it was tiny for sure but it was still a win. He continued to smile at Reina and Fumika as they got in, he did notice their uncomfortable looks on their faces as they crammed in the back. He winced and said to Reina and Fumika “Sorry bout the tight space. They were all out of sedans.” he said trying to at least put a smile on their face.
Looking back to see that Sen and Lysanders got in and that Sen didn't have his mask on whispered [color=007236“oops.” [/color]He closed the door and yelled “ HURRY UP JIN!” He hopped onto the hood of the truck, sliding half way before having to jump off cause he didn't have enough umph in his first jump. He then quickly swung into his seat and slammed the door.
He was about to throw it into gear when he noticed a cord coming from the radio. Only a second later he was pulling his phone out and quickly plugged it in and with a few quick taps of his fingers, a self amused smile came upon his lips as he glanced at Kasuke. “I know just the song…” As the truck rumbled to life, overhead, a different sort of rumbling vibrated the air. None of the violent nature, however, but of a soft spoken variety.
”Llego tan tarde…!” A black and white teenager cursed to himself, concern creasing his thin eyebrows and adding expression to his solid black, white cute eyes. He held his legs at an angle, as though hoping his flight through the air could hurry on--which it absolutely helped. His hand held onto the curve of his stylish black umbrella, its open webbing spread carrying him on the breeze as he so chose. How had this happened, he’d set so many alarms and yet, somehow, it would be just his luck that his breakers flipped to his room and he’d lost all power. Not to mention how long it took to get ready in his school jumpsuit--how the hell did anyone fit into those? And his didn’t even have a hole for his tail! Whatever, He’d made it to where he was supposed to be, wasn’t he? Slowly, the black and white boy floated to the ground with his umbrella with a sigh.
Well, from here on, his day would get better. First things first, he needed to find his classmates. This area was huge, how was he supposed to find them? He sighed, a little annoyed he’d have to search for them all as he drifted down, swaying side to side in a bit of a pendulum motion as the umbrella neared him to the ground.
Jett turned back forward and hit the gas, the truck roaring as the tires spun and dirt was being thrown into the air. Quickly switching to second and spinning his wheel to go around a large pile of materials, not even a few moments later he suddenly He noticed a large black….bird? Said “Black Bird” began to look the direction of the truck with a soft ”Hm?” before he felt the truck slam into his body and suck him under its heavy frame before Jett could even recognize what he was, shaking the truck violently. Jett immediately slammed on his brakes and clutch, skidding to a stop.
“What the hell was that!?” He exclaimed, jumping out of the truck and looking back at what...or who he hit. It was a freaking person! Cursing at himself He hurried over and knelt down “Hey are you alright?”
The monochrome teenager was planted against the concrete. An initially disturbing sight, two treadmarks had completely flattened his body against the pavement, crushing the visible flesh like a pancake. It looked frightening--until he slowly raised his head with a groan. Halfway down his face, his face was completely flattened to a two-dimensional state.
”Nngh…” He groaned. ”Si, amigo… Ah, one second.” The boy visibly strained for a moment, puffing out his cheeks and scrunching his eyes shut with a soft ”Hmmmm!!!!” before a “POP!” was heard. His entire body retained its healthy state instantly and he relaxed. ”Ah, much better.” The monochrome boy picked himself off, dusting his pants off with his white gloves and picking up his umbrella, which had fallen nearby. When he spoke it was with a very smooth spanish accent. ”Pardon me, is this the training grounds for the Hero Academy? I’m very late.”
All Jett could do was blink a few times. This was so trippy to him...did he just...inflate himself? Straight out of a saturday morning cartoon and even with the ‘Pop’. He rubbed his eyes to only confirm what he saw was true. They lived in a world of superhumans, but still some of the quirks out there are well….out there. He stood up and said slightly confused but more at ease knowing he didn’t just kill someone.. “ Uh… yeah, it is. Are you in class 1-A?”
”Indeed I am,” The monochrome teen stood up and put one hand holding his umbrella behind his back, and his other, white gloved hand, held out for Jett to grab. His posture was quite refined and practiced for a teenager. ”Ignacio Matias Yamada, call me Iggy. Cartoon quirk. I come from Spain.”
Jett looked at Iggy’s outstretched hand and smiled “ Jett Haven, Call me Jett. Teleportation quirk. Born in France, raised here.” He said in a similar manner. He then jerked his other hand towards the truck. “One of our guys disappeared, so I am guessing you are with us for this training exercise?” He let go of Iggys hand and started walking back to the truck. “Hop in we will fill you in on the details on the way.”
Iggy nodded and promptly hopped into the bed of the truck after Jett, twirling his umbrella once stylishly before taking a seat among his kin-ly rabble. He raised a hand in greeting and grinned at them all. ”Iggy, Cartoon. Nice to meet you.”
Once they were back in the Vehicle Jett let out a large sigh and gave a nervous chuckle. “I don’t usually hit stuff…… “ He said sheepishly to the girls in the cab. Clearing his throat. “Lets try this again.” He pressed play again on the song that happened to stop when he hit Iggy. It was at this point they all heard L Guardian over the intercom telling them to commence.
He dropped the phone in his lap and threw it again into first gear, pealing away from the scene of the accident and onwards to A. Despite the mishap, Jett tore through the construction site, drifting around corners and jumping over small mounds of dirt. They had soon came to the Alpha site, He slid to a stop and hopped out, letting Fumika out from behind his seat.
”Ok,...” He looked over the area, and found a large stacked pile of storm drains, which was next to open ground...perfect for a quick getaway with the truck if needed. “If you need help getting out of here after sending the signal… I’ll meet up with you here, It gives you some good cover and gives me some room to get close. Good luck.” He gave her a confident smile before hopping back into the truck, and speeding away towards Bravo.
As he drove his head bobbed to the music even lip singing to it, he was calm as if he was just going on a Sunday drive, yet he was driving like a mad man through the construction zone. As they came up to Bravo he noticed a loading ramp and took it...inside the half built building. He slowed down enough but still launched the truck inside, landing and sliding to a stop. "Good luck guys!" He said cheerfully as Kauske, Lysander and Jin got out. "Now play nice with the other kids... make sure you beat them to a pulp!" He said with a sarcastic tone and big smile before peeling off towards Charlie.
Now as they drove it was basically a straight shot now, no weaving or dodging piles of materials or buildings.
Quickly making their way to Charlie, He could see a few hills around it and some construction vehicles, even at this distance. As he sped up closer, if anyone was on c... they would hear this slowly coming closer. Jett gripped the wheel tightly and yelled"Hold on you guys!" The truck hit the larger of the few mounds and sent them flying like the good old boys in dukes of hazard. The truck landed and Jett continued to drive around, kicking up dust and dirt till it became very hard to see and giving them cover from people already at C. He skidded to a stop and after a moment coughed before looking back at his remaining team of Reina, Sen and Iggy. "Last stop" He said with a big kid smile.
((From A To C It took roughly six minutes))
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