Roy Kusayanagi
Ezra Jasekade
Jett woke up at 5:29, one minute before his alarm. He was grateful his head was feeling better now, just a slight ache. He grunted as he quickly rolled out of bed, falling onto the ground but catching himself with his hands and quickly pushing out some pushups to wake himself even faster. After the alarm went off for about a minute did he finally finished and turned it off.
He looked over at Ezra to see if he was waking up but he didn’t. He quickly pulled on his hero costume, deciding to train while fully loaded. He then pushed opened the window and hopped out of it, scaling down the wall with ease as he started into a run/parkour training.
Roy ran over to the track with his makeshift weight vest equipped, upon reaching it the sun had been rising. He could feel the energy beginning to flow back into him as his markings pulsated yellow. Taking in a deep breath he loaded on more weight and began running laps around the track. It was quite early and there was not much people out and about, it was pretty peaceful time for an early workout. Every lap he took he picked up in speed while at the sametime in weight till it got to the point he was using more energy than he could replenish.
In response he took off his track jacket, in which he had a tank top right under. Towards his last lap until he reached about 20 lbs. His breathing began picking up on the second lap as fatigue began to hit him. Roy kept focus on maintaining his speed and focus. On his fourth and final lap he did a full sprint. His heart was racing at this point and his body drenched in sweat, some entering his eyes. He just wiped his eyes with his hands and kept on going. As the finish line came into view he packed on an extra 5 lbs to finish strong. Once he crossed the line he fell onto all fours on the ground gasping for air. The weight disappearing from his body he felt much lighter.
He laid on the floor checking the time seeing it was about 6:30. Roy got up, putting his hands on his head, and making his way back to the dorms. He could hear some running and footsteps, upon looking up he could see a shadow traversing the landscape.
“What the hell?” Roy said as he tried to follow on the ground but the shadow figure was long gone. “I am never gonna catch them if I am on ground” He said as he held his hand out making a grapple hook connected with a chain. Roy took a few steps back and winded it up throwing it at the roof of the building where he saw the mysterious person. Once the Grapple was secure he scaled the building and onto the roof where he could see a clear view. In the distance he could see someone moving through obstacles effortlessly as if it was regular to them. Didn’t seem like he was up to no good more like training.
Roy cupped his hands and shouted,
“Hey, you there jumping around!”. He then waved his hands in order to grab the person's attention.
Jett had been sprinting and jumping between buildings as much as he could since getting out of his dorm, a personal challenge to push himself harder to rely on figuring out how to get to other buildings. Despite it being second nature for him as he scaled concrete walls, leaping over ledges, pipes, electrical boxes. His movements fluent and no hesitation. He had zoned out a bit while he pushed himself, missing the fact that someone was trying to chase him. He skidded to a stop as he heard someone yell. He looked back to see Roy looking at him. He smirked, though his mask covered it.
Without saying anything he turned directly towards Roy and sprinted at him.
After catching the man's attention he saw him begin making his way over to Roy, no wave or nothing. He was coming rather quick too which made him feel on the defensive. Roy jumped back and awaited the mysterious person to come onto the rooftop. It had to be a student or staff of Komei, it was damn near impossible to infiltrate without proper I.D. The boy slid his foot back and stood tall awaiting the figure at the top. He smiled a bit and found it funny, usually when you call out a mysterious figure they don’t turn around and run straight for you.
...Unless they were going to take you out.
Jett had hoped that Roy would be on the defensive and as he hopped down onto a lower rooftop, he pulled out his collapsible batons and when he reached the end of the rooftop he jumped and somersaulted over Roy. His batons held close to conceal them as he landed. He then spun around and pulled out both batons and quickly tried to attack acting like a scissor and attacking from both left and right. While it was a risky move and left him open for a bit, he was sure he had enough of a surprise to close that window. Also he wasn’t really trying to hit him on his first attack. But it would feel like it as it was inches from his face.
As the figure hopped closed in on Roy he jumped over him. In response the blonde boy pivoted and turned to face the foe straight on. He seemed to be armed with a weapon as well coming at the boy. Roy instinctively formed an outer shell of plating on both of his forearms to defend himself. It was to confined to dodge as well as the surprise he brought with him caught the boy off guard. As he clashed batons he looked directly at the guy in front of him, Roy’s body completely open as well.
“Who are you?” he said with a serious face.
Jett didn’t say a word but continued with his attack as he twisted his arms to cover himself,then pivoting he have a quick kick to the side of his knee, hoping to cause it to buckle, while he followed up with another swing up across his body to hopefully where Roy's chest would be after falling.
As the kick hit Roys leg and he began falling down, he still kept vision on the enemy in front of him. His eyes widened as he saw the punch coming, he was sure it was gonna connect. Quickly he made his right construct morph and grip onto the baton that wasn’t being use to attack and tugged on it to redirect the boys punch into his ribs. He winced as it connected and collided at the ground on his left knee.
After trading in the blow for a less fatal one, he faced the sharp pain and planted his right foot next to his foes. Soon a construct shackled them together connected his right food to the man's left. Wherever he went, Roy would go and vise versa. He went from the defense into offense and pulled his right leg outward. The man's leg followed stretching outward making it look like he was about to perform a split. Roy still had his arm connected with him, he crossed his arm forcefully over his body in attempt to make the combatant strike himself with his own baton.
Jett was shocked as Roy managed to direct his attack to his ribs. He personally would have rather have taken it into the chest where there was more muscle. His left leg was shifted as Roy suddenly pushed it out, while gripping onto his baton with his quirk, trying to hit him with it. He nearly managed to do it as well as the sudden shift in his stance caused him to try and rebalance himself, while pushing back on the baton just enough to get a slight knock on his helmet . He then pulled the baton Roy held onto past his own head roughly so both their arms would cross their bodies. Causing their elbows to be next to each other. He then used the gravity and his position higher up to push into Roy, essentially falling onto him, rolling out of this awkward tango. The elbows played a part to where Roy’s was extended. Jett’s was folded, thus harder. The pressure should be enough to make Roy think he was breaking his arm. Though he had no intention of doing it. His hope was to make it so he would let go of his baton on his own accord.. With his right foot firmly planted he pushed forward.
Roy smirked as his adrenaline began rushing a bit, though soon the leveling of the playing field turned against him as the figure yanked their baton up, putting him off balance. He then thrusted the baton, putting the green eyed kid in a awkward position as he could feel pressure being put on his arm. In response he pulled back and let his quirk dissipate as he released the grip on the weapon. Roy then placed his hand on the adversaries stomach and shot off a concussive blast that would feel as if they were getting kneed in the stomach. Possibly shoving their body a bit. Roy hardened the shackle to keep his foot fixated in order to prevent from knocking himself on his ass. He needed to get onto both feet, by kneeling he was just being put into a corner. He slid his left leg back and began making a helmet, preparing to headbutt the guys chin. As he pushed off the ground he shot himself right for the opponents protected face.
Jett let out a grunt when he suddenly sent a blast into his stomach. He didn’t know he could do that, he thought he could just make things. He gritted his teeth However it did help him slightly as he used his right foot to push himself up. Just in time to miss the headbutt to the chin and instead have it hit against his chest in glancing but still a solid hit but he was already in motion. He felt Roy’s leg tied to his and pulled his left leg hard towards his body as he continued with the roll. Though it would really be a side roll now as they now faced the same direction. Jett falling onto his back and roy would have been pulled down with him, despite his efforts.
He landed sloppily from the two hits on him which threw off his groove. Landing hard he let out a grunt of air. Who the hell shackles themselves to a person they are fighting?! An idiot. That’s who. Jett was a little annoyed as he lashed out with a sweeping kick up and over aimed towards Roy’s stomach. Very similar to a break dancer. This would make him up on his left leg and elbow as his kick was coming straight down on Roy. His main goal now was to break that shackle.
As he reached maximum reach on the headbutt, Roy picked his head up to see the foe move out of the way and go behind him. Though now he was in awkward position as this fight got really sloppy. The adversary dragged the boy along as they crashed into the ground. Roy used his hand to break his fall as he got into a squatting a position. Soon a leg was coming straight for his stomach and Roy was in no condition to dodge. He just smiled and prepared to take the hit. As it connected he didn’t expect it to hurt that bad, coughing up some spit. His smile was still on his face as he took the hit grabbing onto the boy's feet.
“Checkmate.”He binded his left arm the the boys leg and propped it up into the air, with his right hand he held it at the enemy. His hand turning glowing yellow.
“I’ll ask again, who are you?” He said as he looked at the armored person. You could see in his eyes he would not be able to take another kick to the stomach. His vision a little hazy and his knees shaky.
While he he was impressed with the kid to keep his construct after that kick, he was surprised he was quick enough to bind himself to his other leg. Aiming his hand at him, possibly preparing to send another concussion at his face. But he was irritated that he was binding himself to him like a barnacle. He would have to teach him a lesson. A quick jab to his face wouldn’t be enough.
He glanced around and noticed he was right near the edge of the roof. Grass below him. He was sure he could catch himself, but still if they fell it would only be some bruised backs or sides.
He looked Roy directly in the eyes. Almost acting like he was about to answer but suddenly pulled hard with his legs, rolling to his right and over the edge of the roof. His arm immediately grabbed onto the edge of the roof, preparing for another extra 100 pounds of dead weight.
“Son of a bitch”Roy’s body twisted completely, shackling himself to the foe proved to bite him in the bank as he was awkwardly suspended. He hung awkwardly upside down as his arm and leg was connecting to both of his adversaries legs. Roy chuckled a bit nervously as he looked up. He was just about at the mercy of the foe. He awkwardly placed his left foot on the side of the building to steady air suspension.
“You wouldn't dare”Jett grunted as he suddenly supported the weight of both of them with just his arms. He moved slowly with his right arm and pulled a grappling hook and hooked it to the ledge and locked it into position on his belt so he could hang freely and taking the pressure off his arm.
He looked down at Roy when he said he wouldn’t dare. Staring him in the eye for a moment he shrugged with his shoulders with a “why not” kind of gesture.
Gripping the cord with his left hand he moved his hand in a way to hide himself actually flipping the lock and grabbing ont to the rope with both hands. Suddenly they fell. The initial drop was even exhilarating for Jett, and it was sure to feel like free falling for Roy. However his hands were still on the rope, tightly enough for a controlled descent.
They would stop a mere foot from the ground, only Roy’s free arm and leg would be touching the ground.
Roy gritted his teeth as they free fell, his feet not being enough enough to grip into the fall and break the fall. As the ground got closer to his face he released the shackle on his leg, swinging his body to the side. With the right side of his body free he mustered up some light plating to protect his body. He awaited impact closing his eyes, after a few seconds he opened them seeing that they didn’t crash into the earth. He looked back at the mystery person with a gaze that said ‘really?’ ’
As soon as he looked up at him, Jett let go dropping the last few feet to the ground. Landing on his feet.
Roy let go of the attachment to his leg, catching himself as they both hit the ground. He took a step back putting some distance between the two as now there was more room to work with. He just look at him in the face with a sharp glare.
“I don’t really want to hurt cha so early in the morning so how about you just tell me what your business is and we can go about our days”Jett couldn’t help chuckle. “Hurt me? You got a bit of training to do before you hurt me sunshine. I hope you learned a valuable lesson today though.”
Roy raised an eyebrow when he heard the voice speak, discerning it to be a male. Though this person did sound familiar. He couldn't exactly pinpoint who because their mask gave him a muffled voice.
Roy squeezed his hand tight with a small smile appearing on his face. Surely he could caused damage to the man in front of him. That does not mean there would not be consequences. He can't afford to put himself out of commission nor destroy the area around him.
[color=9e0b0f]“Lucky for you. I want to be a hero”[/colot] Roy held his hand out and a small orb of bright energy began forming, almost like a miniature sun.
“I would like to avoid something so cruel if possible.” He stared coldly at the stranger with a piercing gaze. Roy was warmed up now, he was enjoying the small bout between the two. At this rate he would end up a battle junky like the others in his class.
Jett started stifling a laugh. He was waiting for some cheesy hero line. But it was ALL wrong. He waved his hands back and forth to give the signal for stop, much much like a frustrated director.
“No nononono. You’re doing it all wrong. First off you need a better stance than that.” He said pointing at his footing and his shoulders. Then offering an example of his own, a defiant fighting stance his right hand close to his pouch on his right side.
He then flourished his left hand then said.
“Then you gave the punchline wrong. It was Anti climatic, even with the light show. It’s all about theatrics and timing.” while he explained this he slowly pulled two small balls the size of a ping pong ball from his pouch, hidden from Roy behind his back as his left side was forward and distracting with his left hand.
“While you practice that, I'll be going.” As soon as he said the final word, he quickly threw down the two balls, they gave a small flash and each and smoke exploded from them in between jett and Roy. Jett used this opportunity to sprint towards the corner of the building, quickly scaling it like a monkey and around the corner and up towards the roof where he left his batons. As soon as he made it up he whipped the cord from his grappling hook up and back over the edge of the building and quickly rolling it back into his pouch.
Roy began looking at him tilted his head to the side, he had an idea who this person might be. Someone who was short and self centered who loved the spotlight…
Kenichi
But wait, if it was Kenichi he would have most likely worn an outfit with more breathing space so that wouldn't make sense. Kenichi depends on the air far more than the average person. Roy still held the ball of energy forward as the man demonstrated. He then finished saying that Roy should practice.
Waht
In a flash of light and gust of smoke, Roy was surrounded. He switched from offense to defense quickly as he made a Riot shield and back up into the wall of the building. He'd rather not fight against what he cannot see. As the smoke cleared the enemy left no trace. They were long gone.
Jett picked up his batons as well and ran back to the dorms. Once coming back to the dorm around 7 and closed the window with a bang after crawling in. He started to take off his costume, looking over to Ezra.
Ezra had just gotten out of the shower and had woken up about 10 or so minutes ago. He was still sore due to the prior day but he was not tired. Yet when he saw someone climbing in the window with a towel around his shoulders, it was quite the surprise, to the point at which an early morning Ezra could only respond with a loud
“What the actual fuck?!”
Ezra had bore witness to some military clad sexual offender climb through his window and he genuinely didn’t know what to say. It was quite the strange affair given as he still didn’t know who his roommate was, or who this masked man could be. He was too startled to think about that.
Jett raised an eyebrow at Ezra as he just stared at him after yelling. Pausing as he was in the process of taking off his gloves. Was a bit over the top reactions thought. But shrugged. Continuing to take his gloves off and toss them on his bed.
“Are you always this loud Ivan?” He said in a muffled tone as his mask was still on. He then proceeded to take off his utility belt and bandolier and lay them on the bed as well.
After a moment he finally pulled the hood back and pulled his helmet off, placing it on a full sized mannequin. Then taking off his mask and slipping it into the pouch on his utility belt.
“You never seen anyone train in full gear before?”Ezra was relieved to find out that it wasn’t a molester as he quickly found out it was Jett from the voice. This reassured him a bit, but it had a bad turn. One, Jett was freaky and two, he was his roommate. The guy he’d knocked out less than 24 hours ago. Oh boy.
“Why the fuck are you climbing through the window. Use the door like a normal human being. I’m not putting up with this shit first thing in the morning and especially not at night.” he spoke in a relatively normal tone as he began to get dressed. He wasn’t completely naked so it wasn’t an issue as he quickly changed into his fit. He figured he’d got some time before school so he strapped up and went to leave before inviting Jett.
“We got a while to get some work in, ya wanna come?” he spoke, almost as if he wasn’t shouting 5 minutes ago.
Jett sighed as he continued to take off his gear placing it on the stand.
“It’s all training, climbing through the window like this. You don’t have to put up with it cause it doesn’t really affect you.”After a few minutes Ezra brought up working. It was about an hour and spare change before class. He shook his head.
“No, I'm good. I just trained for an hour and a half, gotta get ready and get some food before class.” He added before placing out his uniform on his chair and grabbing his things for a shower.
Jett soon walked into class, noticing a few were already there and sat down in the same seat he sat in before, right next to where Kasuke was sitting the day before and sighed once in it. He looked up to the board and realized who he was with today for the exercise
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