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Location: Pier
Interaction(s): Everyone


The sun was high in the sky and the breeze was crisp and breezy as could be.

Syl took a deep, measured breath of the seaside air, feeling the wind blow through his hair and making it even more of a mess than it usually was. He absent-mindedly brushed a hand through his dishevelled locks, eyes scanning the pier with a curious intensity.

It was a given that a variety of celebrities would attend this event—or, he supposed, the soon-to-be event. Of course, that didn’t mean he would recognise all of them, or even any of them really, but he was nothing if not willing to learn. As his gaze swept over the group, he found that he did, in fact, recognise some of those present. Well, two of them really, though he couldn’t really say he knew either of them by name, only remembering them as league champions from what little television he watched.

The others he didn’t recognise nearly as well, though the flamboyant pink-clad guy was vaguely familiar. Other than him, there was a rather eclectic selection of people gathered on the pier. A grumpy-looking girl was standing off to the side and looking not particularly thrilled to be there, two pale-haired guys with very different aesthetics, and then there was the last one. Then there was the last one, a two-toned-haired girl that Syl wasn’t sure what to make of quite yet.

All in all, they were a colourful bunch, some very much more so than others. If that composition was any indication, this trip was going to be anything but boring, and that fueled Syl’s anticipation even further. A glance at the bracelet on his wrist left him lost in his thoughts for a moment. His musing was broken by a two-pronged tail waving itself in front of his face, and his eyes were drawn to the weight that had settled itself upon his shoulders. His lips twitched in mild amusement.

“Still not willing to walk, huh?”

“Espeon....”

Absolutely spoiled rotten, she was.

The grumpy girl bemoaned the captain’s tardiness and one of the pale-haired guys—Auggie, as he introduced himself, chimed in with an optimistic view of the situation. Syl just shrugged nonchalantly, offering an alternative.

“Maybe the captain fell overboard and got swept away. Wouldn’t be the first time. We can still get to know each other, though.”

It was then that the pink-clad drama queen introduced himself as André Bellamy, claiming that everyone should already know who he was.

Of course, Syl had no way of knowing that. He couldn’t speak for the others though.

Then, the flamboyant blond was greeting him specifically as if he were more than just a stranger to him. Theatrical as he was though, he was complimenting Syl, if in a way that was a bit more.... novel than he was used to.

“.... right. Thanks, I guess...?”
Shinra Rudegarn

Location: Fortuna

Shinra spiralled in the air for scarcely a second before immediately righting himself, landing in a slight crouch beside Jaina. His eyes narrowed at the priest warily, his entire body buzzing with restless energy. He could already tell that a good fight was about to go down.

Surprisingly, though, Shinra wasn’t the first one to act. Before he could even start moving, his scholarly guildmate made the first move.

“Yeah, you tell him, Jaina!”

To be honest, Shinra wasn’t quite sure what she was talking about, but she seemed really into it so he cheered her on anyway. His fist clenched, the power of gravity surging through his body as he watched Jaina restrain the priest with seawater?! Where did that come from?! Shinra shook his head to snap himself out of amazement, setting a determined glare on the enemy priest. He could gush about how cool his guildmates were later! There was no way he was going to let himself fall behind here!

Taking a light step to launch himself into the air and at the priest, Shinra accelerated his speed several times over, shooting himself like a cannonball.

“Magi-Mech Attack: Gravity Cannon!”
@Carlyle Did you miss my sheet or...?
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Looks like a pretty cool concept.
Yui Kazuma


Location: 1-B Dorms, Eirei Academy, Shibuya

Yui was.... well, not tired exactly, his Quirk ensured that, but the past few hours had been quite hectic for the mind. Despite all the adversaries they faced, the day had been won, though not in a way that he could consider a true victory. After all, Keyaru had escaped custody and most of his classmates were out of action due to injury of some kind, so the only real win was the fact that they were alive. And the whole fiasco with the police after the fact hadn’t helped matters. Fortunately, their senpai had managed to get them off their backs before anything.... untoward happened.

Now, though, Yui found himself sitting before his homeroom teacher with a few of his classmates. She began with a speech about the professors who had gone missing over the school year and that she didn’t want to be one of them—obviously. She ended it with a useless platitude about them being safe. Safety was relative, not to mention boring. He supposed the others might find it comforting.

Then, Ravens—or, Yatagarasu Hisora, he supposed—turned her attention to him and hit him with a question he had been unfortunately expecting, if not quite so soon.

Yui didn’t answer her immediately, mulling the question over and considering his words carefully. His battery was low, but he could afford to take his time a little here. From her perspective, he’d have only paused for a moment before responding anyway.

“.... I know that they exist, but not much else, I’m afraid,” the lie spilt from his lips easily as he gave a nonchalant shrug, “Why do you ask, sensei?

A ghost of a smile spread across his lips at the hero’s use of his name as he waited.
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