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Mia groaned as she walked into the main building holding the door open as her little sister’s maneuvered her wheelchair through.”Why must we sign in EVERY time we visit? Can’t we just get badges cause we’re family? I mean honestly coming all the way over here, Then over to the dorms every time is annoying.

Her little sister smiled, “Because badges can be stolen…”

Mia’s shoulders dropped. Seeing the logic in that simple statement. Annoyed that her younger sister was smart and quick enough to come to that conclusion only grumbled softly ”Smart alec…

Her other little sister walked in behind the first, holding a plastic bag in her right hand. Maybe if you didn’t walk in 3 inch heels EVERYwhere it wouldn’t be as annoying?” She said with a grin.

”Nnnnope. Still would be just as annoying. When you start actually liking boy’s you will understand Emma.” Mia replied as she reached out and patted Emma on the head with a grin.

” I like boys… I just don’t see how that means I need to wear heels all the time. So uncomfortable.” She snipped, as she slapped Mia’s hand away.

”OOOOO you do, do you?” Mia grinned as she wrapped an arm around Emma’s shoulder as they walked towards the counter, following Ava. She leaned down and close to her ”So who’s the lucky boy?”

” No on-” She started.

“Haruto” Ava said looking over her left shoulder for a moment with a grin.

”AVA!” Emma hissed.

HAAAAAAAAAAArrrruuuutooo huh? Mia said slowly for a moment. Suddenly the name clicked a memory in her head. ”Wait a minute Haruto our next door neighbor Haruto?”

Y- Ava started to say, quickly stopped by a chop to the top of her head from Emma.

”NO FROM SCHOOL” She quickly added, blushing as she did.

Mia narrowed her eyes with a smile on her face. She then reached up with her other hand and squeezed her cheek. “Awww your first crush. You’re all grown up now.” She said while faking a sniff as if she was starting to cry.

As Emma tried to pry herself away from her older sister, Ava pulled up to the desk and looked around. No one was there… Were they supposed to just sign a sheet or something?






Takeshi smiled as Reina called him Take-kun. He felt a warm sensation in his chest. He really never had anyone call him by a nickname other than his little sister. He looked to her, noticing her red cheeks...probably just as red as his. But he didn’t care. He nodded once as he took the hint. He scratched his left cheek and cleared his throat. He was horrible in social cues.

He lost track of his thoughts for a moment when she pressed her arm into his more. But his eyes followed her other hand as she reached into the bag. He then noticed for the first time the multiple sets of chopsticks in the bag. For the fact it was ‘only for Reina’ in his sisters words. The clear number of them and the fact she said she was…’busy’ it was clear. He could hear his sisters ‘evil laughter’ in the back of his head. It was clear this was a set up.

He looked at Reina as she was opening her chopsticks with one hand. A clear glow about the girl. Something he was slowly starting to see more and more… night and day in comparison to their first meeting. It only made him smile a little more. She then lifted a roll towards him. He pulled his head back just a little, surprised at the action. Suddenly he was really nervous as she spoke about how he protected Michiko and as well as her… even kidding that she didn’t need it as much. But the fact that sharing it with him is what she wanted.

He couldn’t think of a word to say, Never being in this situation before he didn’t know what to do or act. His eyes looked at the roll that slowly came towards him. It would be rude to not take it… but is...isn’t this what couples did? Did this mean they were a couple now? When did that happen….he never even had…

He opened his mouth slightly, he could swear his face was beat red at the moment as it was so hot...well...the entire room felt hot. His eyes glanced over to her as she started saying “ahh”. Then in an instant, she pulled back and grinned, saying the first bite was hers. He felt his own shoulders drop from relief of some unknown tension in the first place. He chuckled as he shifted.

He didn’t want to lose the contact he was making with her arm, and reached up to the table with just enough reach to grab the chopsticks without really moving his arm. The shifting of his weight helped with it as well as he nudged her shoulder playfully with his.

”Yes, she does very often. Every day in fact. Sort of an unwritten rule I shall never step in the kitchen. We don't ever speak of the time I tried cooking once. It was so bad...We wouldn't wish it be served to even…. He hesitated as he was going to say their worst enemy...but with it being his family...and so fresh. He winced slightly at the thought. But he quickly recovered.

“She’s always loved cooking and baking, and usually is doing that in her spare time outside of school. He started to say, slightly grateful for the change in topic. He ripped open the chopsticks quickly with his mouth. “I keep on telling her she should become a chef, but she doesn’t think she’s that good. Perhaps her hearing it from you might help.” He said as he glanced at her with a grin. “A sure way to get more free food as well.”

He reached out and picked one up for himself. Savoring the taste as he ate it, But it didn’t last long as his eyes glanced over to Reina once again, as if they were being pulled towards her smile.

He felt some movement in his stomach. As if the sushi was jumping around...until he realized it was just butterflies as he had a sudden thought come to his head. He turned even more red as he looked down to the table for a moment. “I-I’ve noticed a difference at school. He said in a low and semi serious tone. I haven’t been able to relax and felt that something was missing.”

He glanced at his left stub and quickly added while lifting it. “Not this…” he said with a twitch of a smile. He then looked to her and continued, “But I think I finally realize what it is.” He felt his heart flip as he hesitated for a moment. Looking Reina in the eye. That constant…. Pull.... of your smile.




Part 1


Lance sat up when his instruments picked up the convoy coming into view. He was fiddling with a pocket watch in his right hand for the last few minutes, checking it quickly and noticing the group was slightly early. He slipped it back into his chest pocket and quickly cracked his wrists and fingers before gripping the controls.

He waited till he saw the full convoy, allowing them to get closer. He clicked a button near him and Music began to play in the cockpit as he let out a sigh and allowed it to calm him and take over. He checked the range between them on his instruments and when the back of the convoy was within range he reached over and hit the jammer.

His rifle wasn’t aimed at any of the IA’s, but at a bush that hid a pile of grenades meant for his launcher. The explosion, set off a chain reaction around the convoy, where he had placed more explosives that he had gathered from his previous fights. He had placed them close enough that the concusion from the previous would set off the next. In an area big enough to surround the convoy, Causing light damage to most of them, but heavy damage to the two Cup unit’s in the rear.

In the confusion, he fired off a few more shots crippling both the cups even further before he moved his sights to the wands, which had the large rods and would be his next threat. Before they could lock down his location he managed to clip one, and destroy it’s weapon. The second Wand quickly aimed and fired on his location, forcing him to pull back and into cover.

He didn’t stay though, he quickly moved while out of sight on top of the cliffs closer to the group. Slightly flanking them as he did. He popped up and quickly aimed for the other wand’s Rod. After a couple shots he managed to destroy the weapon.

The other IA’s aimed their light rods at him and fired, but he already brought up his shield. As he moved closer and jumped down the cliff to their level. Using his booster to land just soft enough to continue his sideways sprint towards the rear of the group. His music changing as he landed.

One of the blades was close enough that it charged him, raising one of it’s vibro swords for a strike and positioning its second for a follow up stab. Lance pulled his controls back, sliding to a stop and raised his shield, blocking the first strike. He also pulled his rifle close and aimed the barrel straight down, using the side of the gun as a melee weapon to block the stab that was aimed for his cockpit. Barely managing to do so. The pilot of the blade unit was shocked at what happened, and was not ready for Lance to capitalize on that. Twisting his shield and his own unit at the same time, he forced the blades first sword to come down and cross his second. Which knocked it loose from Lances gun. In the same motion of twisting, the rifle was lifted at point blank range, aimed for the groin of the unit. He pulled the trigger, blasting the lower half of the blade unit in half. Just low enough to miss the cockpit but to cripple the machine.

He instantly moved again, dropping his rifle as he did and reaching for his broadsword that was stored in his shield in one fluid motion. Pulling it out and moving behind one of the vehicles at the back for cover. He only waited a moment before moving again, around the other side of the vehicle. However, one of the coins predicted his movement and was charging that location, using it’s heavier machine to ram him. He barely had time to lift his shield up to take the brunt of the hit, but he was not ready for it and it sent him reeling backwards.

Grunting from the shock of hitting the ground. He quickly whipped his head to his left to see the coin following up with its vibro broadsword in a downward slash. Lance parried with his shield just enough to deflect it just over the head of Defiance. Countering while still on his back he swung his blade over his own unit and aimed for the joints in the Coin’s legs, slashing clean through the first leg, and imbedding his sword in the second. Causing the Coin to come crashing down.

Lance used the momentum of his swing to bring Defiance onto its left side. He knew he had to keep on moving. He released his shield which was pinning his left arm in an awkward position. He managed to push himself up and see the second blade unit coming but he was too late, it shot one of it’s harpoons into his right arm, using the wire to pull his arm, while another harpoon was shot from behind Defiance, from one of the downed Cup units, that barely managed to lift its own weapon. In his left arm. The two pulled as tight as they could, restraining Defiance.







After taking his breaths he looked down at the stuff that was knocked over. He was sure that he was going to be forced to clean up...so he bent down and picked up another rack, setting it up and placing some of the stuff on while Mako was talking. He did listen to her...he just couldn’t bare to trust his eyes if he looked back. He didn’t want them to see the redness in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth when Roy started off again. Gripping the items tightly as he continued to pick up the stuff. He stopped as he tried to ignore the fact that he claimed he understood what Haruka was going through. The dumbass didn’t even KNOW her! He quickly turned around, not caring anymore. He quickly moved towards Roy.

“You understand!? YOU?! I’m sorry, Did you have your leg amputated? Part of your quirk taken forever!? Did you have to put a hold on your dreams to NOT come here?” He stopped, not waiting for an answer. “How about getting here, and on your first damn day losing the ability to control your quirk again? HMMM? No didn’t think so. After spending most of my life just trying to get control of it, being constantly afraid that it just might go off and plop me in front of a damn bus. Or even worse, not being able to save your sister from getting hurt. “ He choked up for a moment and looked down.

After he got a hold of himself. He said very calmly ”So yeah, I get that. It sucks. Being the reason of the pain in your families life. So yeah, I try to distract myself by being in the middle of things. He looked right at Roy for a moment, while he could see the similarities in their lives, he didn’t want to talk to him anymore. He turned back around and started walking towards the Rack he threw earlier.

”Ms. Mako, I’m sorry for causing a scene. I Don’t see us actually making up either. But I won't cause any more trouble with him.” he said as he started picking up things once again. ”ill make sure the place is clean before I leave.” he added in a monotone voice, clearly stuck in his own thoughts now.







Jett’s mouth twisted to the side in a grim frown when Mako turned to him and started pointing out the holes in his well...to say the least, ‘theory’ of how things would have gone. She was right on most of it. All of it except the ‘talk’ part. Like Kenichi attempted to agree with him, men can speak through their fist...or rather force of will. While it doesn’t work in all cases, the point he was getting across was that he worked his way here. Not gifted it.

He folded his arms and a looked away from mako, still not wanting to look at her softer yet still disappointed gaze. The girls left now, gaining a glare from all of them as well. He was glad they left though, he didn’t want to bring up anything in front of them. He was about to answer her, till he realize it was a rhetorical question with her answering it right away. She then asked a pointed question to the two of them, causing him to look at Roy, who then spoke up.

He blamed it on his own emotions and not being able to control himself… but in a round about way said Jett started it as well. Well in retrospect, calling him out for acting Emo for attention was clearly not a smart move. Clearly Jett wasn’t in a life or death situation with super evil villains who chopped off a 16 year olds arms and beat up a bunch of other kids. So how others would process it was different from him.

When it was his turn he looked to Mako, dropping his arms to his side. ”Never said it was a spar...and to be honest, i was poking fun at his attitude. Poor taste I realize it, but clearly he came here to get attention of some sort. I figured he wouldn’t to talk about it. So I acted like everything was normal. It what I did and needed when... He hesitated for a moment. Glancing away. ”...When I dealt with stuff.

Looking back to Mako he added, ”Then he blew up on me, saying how I don’t take stuff seriously, that I never had dealt with shit in my life. Riding on the coattails of my grandfathers fame to get in here, never having to work to have to get here. And that nobody understands him and what he had to deal with to get to where he is today.

He looked to Roy, as if to reiterate. ”Yeah he dealt with some serious shit recently. But to make that claim along with everything else just pissed me off. His thoughts turning Haruka and all that she went through. Her goals and dreams shattered with her quirk affected as well as her everyday life. If she didn’t move so far away, if they were together, he could have protected her. Or at the very least been there for her. Her loss of her quirk reminded him of his inability to control his, which of course lead back to that horrible day six years ago which could have been averted as well if he could control his quirk. It doesn’t give him the right to slander me and my reasons for being here. My best friend has lost more than him, yet here he is, all of his limbs and extremities...AND quirk intact.... Yet NOBODY gets the pain he’s in?

He growled as he bent down and grabbed the rack that had fallen over, and throwing it with all his might away from the others. He watched as it clattered as it hit the ground, breathing heavily as he forced himself to breath and calm down. His eyes closed and away from all three of them. Fighting back the growing emotion behind his eyelids.

@pkken@Zeroth@Silver Carrot
Well seeing how they make far more advanced magecha for a living. Dealing with a repair job wouldn’t be too hard, since they would have crews. (Also with magic out there that can repair steel that would help a ton.) but it’s written so it doesn’t matter what I think.







Jett was slightly surprised at Roy’s response, He was hoping it would bring some sense to what he was doing. But in fact it only egged him on more. He crouched slightly praying that Roy was still just a bad shot with that attack as he was with his finger gun. Sure that his quirk wouldn’t magically turn on again at the last moment. However, he blinked and suddenly Kaida was in between them with her arms spread wide, yelling at them to stop.

His eyes went wide, Suddenly worried that Roy would accidently let go and hurt her. He lunged forward a few steps but stopped as soon as he saw Roy retracting his arrow. It was this time that Yukari jumped in as well. She said she was disappointed in them, which hurt for a moment, but he got more angry at what she assumed he was fighting Roy for. He was also slightly irritated that the two girls would jump in. He knew they just wanted to stop it, but it just irked him. It always did when ever he got into fights and people tried to butt in.

He shook his head even more when she said there were training rooms for fighting in the other room. Didn’t she get it? This wasn’t planned, it just happened. It would have had the same damn outcome in there as it would have in here. Sure more people would have been out of the way but still that's more of Roy’s fault for going all out. He gritted his teeth as he was about to snap at her for butting in and not getting all the facts straight.

That’s not why i’m fighting Yuki, and the same damn thing would have happened in the ‘training’ rooms as it did - she started to cry, which caused him to hesitate. He never saw her cry before, He didn’t have much time to think on it as Tomoe then yelled at them as well, she was crying as well. Why the hell were they crying!? It wasn’t like they were literally trying to kill each other...well maybe Roy was with that last one, but still. Fights happen.

He looked down as his fist clenched even harder. Stop crying. He hated that he and roy were the source of their crying. He had promised never to do that again. He wanted to say more but he decided to stop. He looked up to see Dulga trying to move them away as Mako was standing in front of Roy now, his bow gone. She looked back at him and gave him a disappointed look. Which, with two girls he knew better than the others saying they were disappointed, and that look from someone he admired...it hit pretty hard and cooled him off...slightly.

He knew he shouldn’t say anything, He felt bad that the girls were crying, but at the same time he felt angry and cheated at the same time. Saying something now would only make things worse. He looked over to Roy who looked absolutely defeated and accepting of what was to come. He took a few controlled deep breaths trying to think what to say, before looking to the door when Kenichi poked his head in acting all cheerful, then suddenly rereading the room asking what the hell happened.

We’re Just working through our differences... He said irritably. To him, as well as everyone else… After a few seconds and wiping his nose of blood. Through our fists... he said while shrugging, trying to play it down while Clearly it was much more than that, he was surprised at his own answer though, as much as he wanted make sure Roy never ever thought that he got here through his grandfather, and that he had his own hardships as well. He also didn’t want it all to look like it was his fault. Which… it kinda did. Even though Jett admittedly thought he could have been more tactful when deciding to annoy him, and just leave him be.

It looked like Roy was about to crumble from all the disappointed looks and comments. It's nothing that concerned anyone but us. It certainly didn’t call for everyone freaking out and running to get you Miss Mako. He said looking at the teacher while tenderly touching his nose to see if it was broken. He easily sounded confident that it was the truth with his matter of fact tone, Though she was sure to see right through it with those piercing eyes.

He looked to Roy, and added. It was just a show of will. It wasn’t like Roy was going to ACTUALLY shoot me. He was gonna get shot that was for damn sure. He saw the look in his eyes. But he didn’t want Roy to get kicked out for a brief lapse in judgement. Which would have been partially his fault. Right? He added looking directly at Roy, giving him a look that was clear he wasn't quite done with the argument, but at the same time to show he was willing to let it go for now, and that he should get on board with his story.

Yeah I would have imagined it be a week or so ago.
Well it looks like Rana is the only pc joining the fight from Valhalla
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