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Interactions: Inoue Taro (@vFear), Haruto Kaito* (@Zelosse), Yomodachi Azukina* (@Delta44)



"Hey, they're going to start without us," Umi looked towards the owner of this voice, who had horns protruding from his forehead. He looked to have a furrowed scowl on his face, but that contradicted with his actions, which seems to be of genuine concern. Perhaps said scowl just so happened to be a natural look for the male student in question, and perhaps he was a decent guy deep down...

"I, uh... I-I'm sorry. I d-didn't mean to z-zone out l-like that," Umi told the boy, "It's just... I-I can't... my n-nerves are out of c-c-control, and I-I... I'm sure I w-was screaming i-in my m-mind and I... h-huh?"

It was then that she registered the water bottle in the boy's hand, or as it would be more correct to say, the position of said bottle in relation to the rest of him. Umi didn't like the idea of rejecting an offer so callously, but...

"Oh! J-jeez, I... p-please keep it; y-you might need it m-more than I w-will," Umi stated. With that, she made her way off the bus.

...

It turned out that, while Umi was still in the back of the bus allowing her body to shake itself into oblivion, all the other students had gotten themselves in a heavy debate over how exactly one was to go about his or her performance in this final test of the exam. Some pointed out the merits of teamwork, while others specifically stated that they were in it for themselves. However, she did notice another boy that was strutting his stuff on a guitar, who then decided to make a stylish slide on his knees as he veered towards a girl with black and white hair and asymmetrical clothing. It looked as though the boy's hand was about to make contact with either one of the girl's buttocks; as such, Umi couldn't help but avert her eyes, and she also braced her ears for the inevitable scream that would ensue. Why girls always had to transform their voices into those more fitting for banshees, she'd never know. She wanted to give the wannabe rock-star the benefit of the doubt, but in terms of proving his own innocence, what he said after the fact didn't help. In any case, Umi once again turned to the horned student.

"I, er... I n-never got your n-name," she told him, "I'm Sug-guro Umi. My b-brother and I t-took UA's ent-trance exam t-together, but... I-I couldn't cut it..."

Her head sank low as she admitted this fact. The fact that she couldn't control her Quirk at the time was a painful memory to have. Umi could only hope that this exam would serve her better. After all, it appeared to be significantly easier on the surface.



It was supposed to be a simple ride, on a simple bus, to a simple hero academy. And yet somehow, it was just the beginning.

At the back of the bus, only a single row in front of the largest seat where five people could sit, there was a girl with heterochromatic eyes by the name of Suguro Umi, who had an open book on her lap that she was staring at the words of. A bookmark could be seen in between two pages, but on neither of two pages that she had eyes on. The seat next to Umi was occupied only by a backpack that was in her possession.

Eventually, the bus came to a stop, prompting Umi to adjust her bookmark's position so it could mark where she was up to, before closing the book she was reading and opening her backpack in attempt to put it away again. It was here that she saw a whole mess of clutter inside, as far as the eye could see in all of its pockets. Umi was initially confused as to how this clutter even got in there, let alone how one could hypothetically fit it all in a single backpack. But as she peered into her bag more, something hit her... and hit her hard.

'Did I just...? Oh crap. I KNEW I FORGOT TO DO SOMETHING!!' with that, Umi ravaged her backpack and spilled its contents all over her seat, rushing to grab whatever she could and put that something in its rightful place, 'The hell kind of ditsy dumbass do I have to be to not have had my costume fully assembled by now?! That's like the most important...! Oh god, I'm already blowing it, I'm already blowing it...'

The bodysuit that Umi always wore was a key part of her costume, so at least that was something that she'd always remember... if only for the fact that she almost never took it off. But there were a myriad of tubes and other apparatuses that she'd filled to the brink with water in preparation for the final test in Jigokurako Academy's entrance exam the night before, and they was supposed to be fitted to the main bodysuit while she was riding on the bus. How this could've possibly slipped her mind, she didn't know. But now all of a sudden she had to juggle actually equipping these tubes and apparatuses with relative haste, not breaking anything or spilling the water on anything, and now all of a sudden, having to listen to key parts of what the test was to entail.

...

'OK. I think I got everything,' Umi breathed a sigh of relief as she screwed the last thing that had to be screwed onto her, 'There are "people" out there, which'll probably just be dummies, and I have to get them on the bus so I can "rescue" them. I won't be marked on how much damage the dummies take or where they get hit, but I will be marked on how many I get in myself, and I'll also get points for bringing villains into custody. Easier said than done, most likely; after all, there has to be a reason why they'd score for more points, right? Still, if we all band together, it might not be all bad. Yeah... no, it won't be! There's lots of us heroes! And the lady said I could count the villains in one... in one...!'

As she looked down at her hand, Umi hallucinated, and began to see double. With some flailing around from the other hand, she eventually managed to get a decent grip on her wrist, only to note that her whole body was being overwhelmed by a nervous system that had run amok. She collapsed into a heap on both seats, clutching her head and suppressing her knees into her chest.

"M-m-my h-hand..." she murmered, "M-my arms, my l-legs, my whole b-body... Why c-can't it stop s-s-shaking?"
The Suguro family is a poor one, so Umi would've most likely stayed to witness the reclamation. It costs money to move cities after all :/

The male of the two teachers that I'll invest in the story will have also chosen to stick around for the long haul, but the female would've just moved in. Pre-reclaimed Kirisama would've left a bad impression on the female teacher otherwise.
It's been a while since I ever wanted to co-host, so...

*raises hand anyway*
Your cs makes mine feel inferior.


What makes you say that? The formatting?
One app coming up.

Turns out I'll need another day and/or night to finish my app off. For anyone who's curious, it's for an overanxious loli with a Quirk that revolves around the absorption and expulsion of water. You'll see the app when I'm done with it :]
Interest checked.

I doubt I'd have the time to work on it right now, but I do have a concept for a character in mind. I'll have to run it through @ERode first though, if only to ensure that said char's Quirk especially is not too dumb.

Interactions: Tachibana Kotone (@Sola)



Tachibana Kotone. So that was the brown-haired girl's name, huh? Midori had not heard the name Kotone for so long, that it had evidently escaped her completely. Midori couldn't help but emit a sheepish laughter at the revelation.

"Egusa Midori. I'm glad we were finally able to introduce ourselves properly this time around," she offered her hand as she said this.

...

Afterwards, Midori looked down at her phone. She saw that Atsumori hadn't texted her back yet and asked where she went, but that wasn't too surprising for her. After all, it was entirely possible that he started a conversation with the woman that worked behind the counter and, knowing Atsumori, he had a tendency to continue dragging such conversations on for longer than necessary. In any case...

"We've still got plenty of time," Midori mused to herself, before looking back up towards Kotone, her curiosity somewhat piqued, "Now what were you gonna say when I went on that tangent again? About that whole running thing?"
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