Silver Carrot

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Maeda Hitomi

Hitomi watched as the competition was officially started with the impressive announcement from White Hat. It felt that much more important and legitimate being announced by a teacher, and Hitomi was starting to get...not exactly nervous, not exactly exited. The halfway emotion that a stage actor gets before they go on stage, whatever that's called. She watched the overview of the cat herding challenge and paid close attention to the rules. It all seemed fair, and Hitomi grew more and more confident as she continued to watch.

When they were asked to select their volunteer, Hitomi smiled at Asahi with a confident, encouraging smile that almost made her look like a real pro-Hero. "This challenge is mine. Don't worry. I won't lose this!" With that said, she smiled at Yui too, before heading off to take her place as the Pro-Komei Collective candidate.

@Lucius Cypher@liferusher

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Mako Akane

Mako listened to Mamoru's answer to Persia's question, and as Amane and Ruby were fighting, without taking her (closed) eyes off the fight, or the smile from her lips, decided to answer Mamoru's answer with her own answer. "Luck isn't an attribute that some people possess and others don't. There aren't any dice that are naturally more inclined to land on six than other dice, and there aren't any people who are naturally more inclined to catch a break than others. You need to get lucky to become a Hero. You need to catch that break, get the right Mentor in the right agency and face the right Villain or be on the scene at the right disaster, at the right time. But you don't need 'luck'. Besides, there is more to being a Hero than those three things. Growing up, I had those three things in surplus, but I would have made a poor Hero. And I'm not just saying they need to be good people. They need to be more than just 'good people'. I wonder how many students at this school would give their life to save a child from getting hit by a car. I wonder how many of them would stand up to a Tyrant armed with no quirk and a handful of stones."

Mako turned her attention to this battle. It was finished. Ruby had won, which did not surprise Mako in the slightest. She'd talked to Amane earlier, and she'd seen Ruby's tapes. "You were right about needing drive, though, Mamoru. That's the most important tool in a Hero's arsenal at the end of the day. 'Everything you've got' is seldom enough for victory. Impressive as her speed and reflexes are, if this was a contest of pure fighting talent, Ruby wouldn't have stood a chance."

Mako smiled and waved at Ruby when the neko noticed her, then caught Amane's eye, and nodded at him, her smile growing warmer, and her eyes opening to reveal a pleased, proud expression. "Now, you two. We should take a trip to the nurse's office. You're both naturally quite beat up."

@pkken@Melpaws@Lucius Cypher

Made in Abyss [Closed]

& Kryss

^{(Several minutes after Kai leaves the second platform)}

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Though the guard's words and gentle touch were meant to comfort her Kryss was far too​ anxious to take solace from the kind gesture. Already concerned over what she had heard not too long ago, this incident happening almost right in front of her had her shaken to the core. This man seemed nice enough bit if she was reading things correctly he was likely going to wait for backup and a proper team before going down to see what had become of the girl. Sensible, but Kryss shared the opinion of the two boys that had already decided they were going down now to try and help. She still doubted there was much chance of her being alive but if she was... Death would not wait politely for the adults to get organized.

Sniff...sniff sniff

Rags, still teary eyed, and her face red from crying, had her nose to the ground and her eyes to the road, utilising her senses of smell and sight to track the trail of the girl she saw earlier, who had asked Aya and herself about the missing children from the orphanage. The trail, beyond the senses of most humans to track, was as easy to read as the pages of a book to the young savage (in fact, it was easier than a book to Rags)

Before she realized what she was doing, Kryss found herself standing near the edge of the Abyss once more. Time is life. Death waits not for one to be ready. Climb or fall... The Abyss, and everything that could be waiting for her down there still terrified her beyond reason, and yet she started shedding her light boots and discarding her shoulder bag on the ground. She looked back at the man behind her who was no doubt wondering what she was doing. Quickly she thought of a lie on the spot to prevent him from stopping her.

"I-I'm actually a Blue Whistle, it just got cracked and it's getting fixed. We're going on ahead until more help arrives. We.. we'll do our best, too!"

Rags caught up to the trail in time to see this scene play out, and made a mental attempt to muster as much english knowledge as she could. Her brain was working on how she could help. This girl was the other delver who would help her descend the Abyss. She was sure of it now. Why else would she be co close to the edge? Rags stood up and brushed herself off to look as normal as possible before approaching, and held out her own blue whistle.

"It’s okay! I have your blue whistle. It is fixed now! Let’s go!"

As she got closer, she leaned in and whispered to Kryss. "My name Rags. We go down Abyss together. Yes?"

Kryss startled having just gotten herself over the fence. She recognized her as one of the girls from earlier who she had meant to catch up with and talk to about the missing children. This was the best turn of events possible, not only would Kryss be able to ask Rags about the other missing children but the rescue party now had another pair of hands and on top of that she just helped Kryss with a very risky lie without hesitation.

Kryss smiled and nodded, trying to look as if she knew Rags well. “T-thank you! Your timing is amazing, like always! Let's get going then!”

Quickly, but carefully Kryss started climbing down the near vertical rock face without gear and without a second thought. It had been a long time since she had done any climbing more serious than a library ladder. However, as her toes and fingers made contact with the stone old instincts kicked in and she started finding hand and toeholds as if it were second nature. it's like I never left… She thought to herself, moving down and to the side several feet. She looked up at Rags to see if she was coming along alright on her own.

Any concern Kryss might have had was misplaced. Rags wasn’t descending the rock face footfall by footfall like a professional climber, but in stomach-churning leaps more reminiscent of a mountain goat. This little savage kid was truly without fear when it came to climbing sheer cliff sides. She’d seem oblivious of the dangers if you didn’t look at her face and note the look of deadly serious concentration with every leap she made further down. There wasn’t even a sign that her hands or bare feet were suffering or sore in the slightest from this rough treatment, which really made one wonder how tough her skin was.

Kryss stopped where she was and stared at Rags, mouth agape. She had yet to see a human adult climb quite so competently and she had imagined no child could be so skillful. Even the two boys that had gone down first were using the usual climbing gear but Rags was barefoot just like Kryss and easily matching her. She couldn't help but admire Rags’ technique and lean muscle.

Is she really human?

Despite how dire the situation was and how anxious Kryss was to be going back into the Abyss after all this time, she felt a rush of excitement. She took a few deep breaths to try to calm and center herself, closing her eyes and feeling the rock, remembering it. Remembering the Abyss.

Opening her eyes Kryss started descending at a faster pace. She started taking leaps like Rags was, tentatively at first, but more confidently as she realized she could still trust her body. She had a lot of questions for Rags but those could wait a bit longer; she didn't want to risk distracting the other girl.

We'll make great time at this pace. Just hang on a little longer, we're coming.

After scarcely a few minutes of climbing, they finally reached the first layer of the Abyss. Rags dropped the last couple of meters and landed on all fours, unharmed. This girl was 1005 biologically human, but there was still something very animal about the way she moved in the wild, free of the shackles of decorum and expectations. She dusted herself off and looked up at Kryss, smiling and unhurt. She was panting but didn’t appear completely exhausted. "Never seen climber good as you!" she beamed with a wide childlike grin.

Rags smile was infectious and she couldn't help but return it with a light blush, especially after her compliment. “Thank you, but I'm nothing special, really. You're the one that makes it look easy. That's your blue whistle, isn't it? It really shows, all the work you put into your delving.”

Kryss walked to the edge of where they had stopped for the moment and looked down, and then up. She had forgotten how different the Abyss seemed once you were down in it. On the surface it looked almost distant and somehow small. It was all that open sky she supposed, giving a perspective to scale that had taken some getting used to.

Kryss looked back down trying to see either the girl or the boys ahead of them but both were still out of sight. So they will probably reach her first I think. That's good, Rags and I can help once we catch up. Between the four of us we might be able to bring her up without having to wait for the adults.

“Um, Rags? Thank you for covering for me up there. I know I'm taking a big risk lying like I did but I couldn't just stand up there and do nothing. I… I think I had already decided I wanted to help you find your friends. This just…. got me back down here sooner than I expected.”

"Is not work. Is fun!" Rags replied, grinning innocently. "I also taking risk. Ran away Orphanage to help friends down in Abyss. Came to find you. Ask to help me. But you were here…..what word………...wanting! Wanting to go down Abyss too!"

This girl… here we are in what many would say is the scariest place in the world, the place where the worst things in my life have happened, where I haven't dared set foot in so long… and she's making me smile. How does she do that?

“I guess it is a little fun in a way. But you know we're down here for a very serious reason, right? No, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking. Of course you must know that.” Kryss looked away, thinking about how brave Rags was, running away from the orphanage to find her friends.

Her brow furrowed in thought for a moment as she peered over the edge, looking for the best start to the next part of their path. “You're not wrong, I do… want to go. I-I mean I want to help. But you came looking for me? Why… why me?”

Rags looked at Kryss in confusion, as if the concept that serious, life or death struggles couldn’t be fun was something completely alien and nonsensical, as it was to her. Maybe she meant that they had to hurry, and there, Rags agreed, but Kryss is the one who wants to talk, and Rags didn’t believe that seconds or minutes would make much of a difference. They’d been gone since last night. If they were in immediate danger, they’d be dead by now, but Rags knew the wild wasn’t that cruel if you were smart. She had survived for years in the wild, being younger than her two friends were, and they’d been trained and taught things! Rags learned most of her knowledge through doing.

"Why you? Hmm..." Rags thought about that, before giving an honest answer. "Nobody from Orphanage ready, but I needed help. Remembered you from today. Followed trail. You older and wiser."

Kryss stared and Rags in surprise. “Older and wiser? Uh, I'm not so sure about that. M-maybe, but…” She trailed off, a sad look crossing her face as she remembered what she felt were far too many terrible mistakes. “I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound like I don't appreciate the compliment, it's just.. w-well nevermind. Let's help save this girl if she's alive, then let’s get back down here to look for your friends. I think that's what I had already decided to do. After all, I was on my way to the orphanage to ask you about it when this happened.” As she talked Kryss decided ease herself over the edge to start climbing down again, taking it slow at first. She remembered how with no problems but her stamina was probably less than it used to be. She would need to be careful of that.

Rags was surprised to hear that Kryss was going to return to the Orphanage herself. She had never been taught about the concepts of ‘coincidence’ or ‘destiny’, but at this moment, understood them both perfectly. She followed Kryss in descending further down the Abyss. Rags was no more careful or conservative here than she had been before, but was taking it slower just so she didn’t leave Kryss behind. During the descent, Rags landed on a thin ledge that crumbled under the impact, and she plummeted for a few seconds before she caught hold of another ledge. She didn’t seem to be afraid or panicked at all from this, as if it was something she was used to, or just a regular part of climbing. Even so, she decided to take it a lot slower afterwards, matching Kryss’ pace and care.

Kryss watched admiringly as the energetic Rags took the lead, as confident and carefree as Kryss was reserved. She looked so… free. Though a little envious she was mostly just happy to see Rags unburdened by doubt or fear or-

The sound of crumbling soil and rock. Kryss’ reaction was reflexive, her head snapping to where the sound was, her wings twitching under her dress. Everything was fine in another split second, Rags reflexes being even faster than hers. Even so Kryss hung loosely from the rock, ready to drop at any moment, until Rags was no longer at risk of falling.

It took a while for her heart rate and breathing to slow down after that. She felt much more relieved to see her slow down and match Kryss’ pace, though now she was checking nervously every few seconds to make sure their next few feet of cliff side was safe.

Rags reached level ground first, and was glad to feel grass under her feet again. She looked around, and sniffed around. She could smell blood. The first thing she noticed was the arrow sticking out of the ground. This was a recent addition. Further exploration solved the mystery of where the smell of blood was coming from. There were marks indicating that human hands had been struggling to hold onto this edge, and there were red spots nearby. There were two sets of fresh footprints, but they were very, very fresh. Rags couldn’t suppress a suspicious snarl. These were boys, and weren’t from the orphanage, or at least weren’t people Rags was friends with. Just what was going on here? Was a rescue party already descending?

@liferusher

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Seiko

Appearance

Uniform

Costume

Name:
Koizumi Seiko

Gender:
Male

Age:
15

Height:
5"2

Weight:
141 lbs

Class:
1B

Personality:
Seiko is a sweetheart, though has tendencies to be a bit of a diva about certain situations. Though he'd never start rumors, he's also a terrible gossip. When it comes to exercises, though, Seiko becomes very competetive, and it's goodbye, sweetheart.

Hero Name:
Wireframe

Quirk:
Wire: Seiko's quirk is a transformation type, allowing him to 'unravel' his body into metal wire, which can be used in a variety of creative ways. He can turn his entire body into wire and retain his sentience and intelligence. In terms of weaknesses, this 'unravelling' process takes time, as does reverting the wire back into body parts. He's also ver vulnerable in this state, and if the metal wire is severed, it's akin to losing a limb. However, wire can be soldered or welded back to normal, thus reattaching the limb in question.

CANCELLED.

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_{@Silver Carrot & @Lovely Complex
Madison Weaver and Rose Powers
Location: Destiny’s Deck}

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Madison’s new look was received positively, and she’d been invited to dance with many partygoers, men and women, but she soon realised the drawback of this was that the music was too loud for anybody to talk. This meant that although she was having a lot of fun dancing, nobody could get her number. She didn’t even know if anybody had tried yet. Ready to take a break, and also willing to try her luck in a quieter albeing less populated area of the ship, Madison headed to the deck. It was pretty quiet at this point, and most populated by smokers who were facing out towards the sea. She didn’t exactly think she was ready to get hit on, but even so, her goal was to get people’s numbers. She’d been complimented on her appearance and called ‘hot’ by many boys, and girls, but she felt like by not pulling anybody, she was letting Shauna down somehow.

Not a flirt and not someone who remotely thinks in terms of ‘sex, love, and romance’, Rose sat on the floor of the dock, leaned against the ship’s railing, playing her father’s Gameboy that she packed in her bag. She had forgotten her original goal for the night and decided it was time to play Pokémon Yellow. Rose was different than most people and if you wanted intentional advances from her, you better reconsider. It wasn’t in her character to want cuddles unless they’re from her parents or the animals of her household.

In fact, Rose was happy with not having some person interfere with her dreams. No one means no stress. She’s had time to think about this — since New Years when the topic became a thing. For damn sure, that kiss had stressed her out and she didn't know if it was worth trying again.

Even if she tried kissing again with someone, it would be with someone she trusted. Adubs? Ew, he was her brother. Q? No… she was with her brother. Wyatt? Raff? Of course not! She knew they were better off just staying friends and hanging with her and her brother. Honestly, her shell-shaped mind in regards to these foreign topics was just fine with her. She’d be prepared when she finds her very own Quincy, but until then, having her own Quincy was not necessary. Nope, not at all.

While she played the game, she thought about what her parents were doing. It was lunch time in Japan. Maybe tomorrow she’d give them a call… the house was quiet without them. Have them talk about the time they first met and how they knew they were meant for each other. Stories that would help her understand love remotely. Yeah, she missed her parents. If she knew any great love, it would be their love for each other… the best kind of love. The love that survives, after all trials and tribulations. A love that was meant to be.

There was a little chill in the breeze, since they were on water, but Rose had her comfy as balls alien baseball bomber jacket on. Always prepared. She even had a change of clothes, just in case. All in her handy-dandy backpack, which she occasionally hid so that she didn’t have to carry it everywhere. Right now though, it was beside her. Her jacket covered up her meow shirt, and out of all the people on this dock, Rose didn’t seem to fit in. Nah, not in this ‘picture-esque’ party. She didn’t show much skin, she didn’t wear heavy make up, she wore sneakers for god sakes, and her hair hardly had any maintenance done to it. Sure, she showed some tummy but it was nothing compared to other girls. Rose was comfortable, with a pinch of fashion, her fashion, and that’s all that mattered.

Not looking up from her Gameboy, she addressed the new person, having noticed her the moment she went on the deck. “Enjoying yourself?” As random as it was to say that to a complete stranger, Rose wanted to make sure most people were having a good time. This female that she didn’t necessarily recall in her not-so-sober mind was not the first person she asked this question to either. All responses resulted differently but at least Rose was trying to socialize.

Madison looked over to the girl who’s just asked her if she was enjoying herself, and sighed, relaxing. Time to take a break from trying to get pulled, and playing this cool, confident character. Madi felt she needed to be herself for a while and recharge. This girl (admittedly quite pretty) was not dressed like somebody who wanted to hook up, and that’s largely why Madi strolled up to her and rested against the railing. She looked chill, like somebody you could actually have a normal conversation with.

“I am in some ways,” she replied. “Not in others. I made a promise to the friend who dressed me up that I’d get some numbers, but so far, nothing, It might be too early, but people just want to dance. I don’t mind dancing and it’s fun, but, I feel like I’m letting her down somehow if I just go and dance all night. If you don’t mind me asking, what brings you to the party? You don’t really seem to be...taking part, no offense.”

“None taken.” Rose glanced up, looking away from her game, finally getting a better look at the girl beside her. “Taking part as in... swallowing some acid, seeing some colors, and doing things I might regret the next day?” Rose raised an eyebrow, before bringing herself to her feet and standing next to the girl, on the same level. Sorta. The girl was taller than her. Still, it was better than her having to look up, up, up and have her neck ache.

Pausing her game and looking at the stranger, who had a strikingly chiseled body, mind you, Rose shook her head, “I did have an agenda, but, I think I understand the answer now. Even if I didn’t have a ‘goal’ to achieve, I’d probably still be doing something weird. I’m happiest when I’m myself, y’know? Hell, I don’t even think there’s one way to party. Me and my parents, we smoke weed and play video games together all the time! That’s a party. A Mario Kart Party!”

Shifting her body a little, to face the girl she had yet gotten a name from, Rose tilted her head and asked, “Why do you care? About letting this one friend down? Her being disappointed over your inability to get numbers kind of makes her a bad friend.”

Madi sighed, and sat down against the railing. “Not even sure if she’d be genuinely disappointed. I just want to pay her back for fitting me out for tonight. I’ve wanted to try and engage in the social scene a little bit before I graduate. I’ve been taking High School too seriously the past couple of years. Refusing parties and nights out and sleepovers and cheerleading get-togethers in favour of training and practising, with some prize or accolade always on my mind. Now I’m 18 and I’ve realised there are very few people I could call close friends, and one of them’s my ex-boyfriend.

And it’s working. Tonight’s been a lot of fun, and I’ll definitely go to more parties and gatherings in the future, especially if there’s dancing and free drink, but I can’t just let go and spend the whole night dancing, as much as I want to. Besides, even I get tired eventually.”

She stretched, and then turned to Rose and offered her hand, introducing herself. “I’m Madison. Madison Weaver.”

By now, Rose had put away her Gameboy, fully invested in the conversation. With both hands, she grabbed Madison’s and gave it a friendly shake, “Ilyana. Ilyana Powers. But most people know me as Rose. Some people don’t even know that ‘Ilyana Powers’ exist because Rose just… stuck. Derives from my middle name. Rosalyn. My mama’s mom. Ilyana is my daddy’s mom. She is Ana. I think it would be weird if I were Ana too. My mama’s mom. I never met her. She died when mama was young… I’m getting off track.” Maybe she needed more weed.

Releasing Madi’s hand, Rose ran both hands through her unruly blonde hair, “I don’t really come to parties to socialize. Socializing happens, yeah, but I like seeing people. People inspire my work. Other than that, Dreamland with my brother and friends is the perfect place to be. Maybe I’ll take you some time. You look like you could handle my dad’s playground.” Rose nodded to herself, proud that she was making this girl feel better. “I don’t have a huge pool of friends. Actually, the person that I came here for tonight, we stopped talking to each other years ago. But, he did something to me that I wanted explanation to. Then I realized I did something to him years ago, with hardly any explanation… which made us no longer friends. I cut ties with him because he was just… different? We’re very different people. From different worlds.” Rummaging through her backpack, Rose took out a tiny notepad and a pen. She began gracefully scribbling something.

“Adubs, Quincy, Wyatt, Rafael, Jax, they’re like me. Weird and people that just don’t care. They’re my family. We’re small, but it’s enough… I’m happy with them. There’s also Shi and Honey, but they float around, and I don’t blame them for wanting to make friends everywhere. To each their own.” Ripping the paper off, Rose revealed a doodle of her playing her Gameboy and Madi sitting next to her, smiling. Above the doodle was her digits and above her digits was her full name. Ilyana Powers. “Your first number of the night. The Misfit, Powers. Nothing romantic, though. I’m not one to sleep around and have one night stands... I’m not even sure I’m one to date… Let’s be friends and see where that takes us, yeah?” Rose beamed at her new friend. Someone she was deliberately letting in, to her world, which consisted of a few burners, a couple of weirdos, a daredevil of a dad, an art genius mom, and a lot of love.

Family love.

Tear the World Down

I'll be free on and off for the next five days

Tear the World Down

@Templar Knight

Yeah, I'm down!

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Kasuke Mina

"I got a few nuggets of advice," Mina replied to Dulga, after having listened to Jett's explaination of Jett's familial nature. "But it was all good advice that I needed to hear. I think I owe him an apology next time I see him. I brushed him off because he was being fatherly to me and it was making me uncomfortable. He meant well, though. I shouldn't have stormed off the way I did. It's just...when I think I'm being compared to my mother, or I think that people are viewing me as 'Seductress' daughter', I can't stand it. I don't want to live under her shadow."

Just then, Fumika's sister Asuka showed up, acting noticeably fake. Mine let out an irritated tut, before smiling herself, all the irritation bleeding out of her face. Mina didn't have gal-mode, but she did have lady-mode, and with a courteous nod of the head and a shift in stance, she looked like she belonged at a charity ball, making small talk to some CEO's wife. The two distict styles of fake friendliness clashed, creating a surprisingly tense atmosphere.

"Oh, yes! Hello, Motome-san!" She greeted, politely ignoring the request to be called Asuka. "Of course I could help you find your sister! We would naturally search the dorms first."

When Harukaze was brought up, Mina dropped the act, and was relieved by it. She was however as annoyed as Jett that she hadn't come to see him herself, in person. Jett better be as mad about it was he was about Mina herself not having seen him all this time, otherwise she'd be mad at him for choosing favourites. Her being his old childhood crush didn't make it better. In fact, that thought only made her more bitter. Jett's quirk then chose that moment to teleport him away, and Mina looked around, unable to see him.

She'd have continued her search, but yet another person then chose to impose upon the group, and now Mina was feeling that things were getting too busy and too crowded for her liking, and without Jett, didn't really see a reason to be here. She listened to Toru, then, still in lady-mode, smiled patronisingly at him. "I'm afraid I will be escorting Motome-san to the girl's dorm, so I regrettably won't be able to help you. Tatara-san, you're free, correct? You'll be able to lend him a hand."

That subtle joke about Dulga having six arms and Toru having one being made, Mina then turned to Asuka, and the facade of ladylike friendliness dropped. However, Mina was still smiling a small, wry smile. "Are you tired of that act yet? If not, you've got to teach me how to keep it going. Anyway, shall we?" she gestured, towards the girl's dorms.

@Aerandir@Norschtalen@Feyblue@FamishedPants

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Mako Akane

Mako barely felt the nudge, but looked over to Persia all the same, appearing to notice her for the first time. The girl seemed very polite, though, and it was an accident. It was the nickname of 'Ko-Ko Sensei' that really grabbed Mako's attention. That was quite a cute nickname, and she'd never had a nickname before!

"Ko-Ko Sensei?" She chimed, amused. "I like that. Tell me, what's your name? As for Amane, well, I wouldn't give him that much credit. Yes, that is what he's doing and why he's doing it, but I wonder if he knows that yet..."

@pkken

RPGC #18: Adventure Calls - Discussion

I won't even be able to start until the weekend, so yeah.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Dat picture, and the quirk....

Ararararararagi-san

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Maeda Hitomi

Hitomi watched concerned as Nomoe, somebody who suggested cutting off your own breasts as a solution to wising they were smaller, tried to wake Tomoe up by essentially suffocating her until the danger signals from her brain forced her to wake. From Tomoe's smile at watching herself struggle, Hitomi thought it a good thing that Nomoe disappears when Tomoe's awake,otherwise she wasn't sure Nomoe would have actually let go of her own accord. That smile, and look in her eyes...Hitomi didn't think she'd ever really get used to Tomoe's quirk and prayed she didn't have to see much of it again.When Tomoe woke, she even looked a little panicked.

"You woke yourself up," the sheep girl replied. "Your other self suffocate you awake. It was quite creepy. Anyay, I told them we'd be there in a few minutes. It's a good job you slept in your clothes. Let's head off. I'm sorry, but bed can wait. If you want, you can walk behind me and use my hair as a pillow until we get there."

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Arriving at the meeting point outside the cafeteria with scarcely a minute to spare, Hitomi and Tomoe showed up. "Sorry we're late," Hitomi apologized, bowing. "I had to wake Tomoe up."

Hitomi looked around. There were the two sides, battle lines drawn. Classmates Hitomi knew well fro last year disperces evenly between both sides. Five general studies students formed the judging panel, with White Hat as the supervising member of staff. Everything looked professional, and Hitomi was starting to get pumped.

@liferusher@Lucius Cypher