Tenma Tendo

Kingdom Hearts - The Lights of the Multiverse (KH and Alternate History) [Full]

_{Outside Mecca, Green Sahara @Nerevarine @Double}

Capella's eyes remained on the fallen man, every cell in her body eventually focusing on the magic that was now coating his body. She could feel her mind grow hazy, the edges of her vision beginning to blur and darken. Bowing out now wasn't an option, as the protective altar would disappear if she did. A deep frown tugged at her lips as she closed her eyes for a moment, hoping to regain some form of composure with the time she had. Unfortunately, the faint thud of another had Capella whip around, blonde and teal locks cradling her face in the process.

She...she couldn't believe it. She had to be seeing things...there was just no way. She remembered defeating him, injuring him gravely, body scorched and cut beyond recognition...but here he was, complete unscathed and as if their previous encounter never happened.
"H-How..." The star child could barely hide their fear, body shaking violently from the fear of having to fight him again and the stress that came from having to protect someone while doing it. His body screamed for her to stand and face Rago, but her mind was slow on the uptake, her Keyblade flashing into her hands. Unable to steel herself before Rago deemed it was time to fight, Capella brought her blade up defensively, hoping to block the strike from doing any critical damage. The flames coating the man's blade got warmer and warmer until a curtain of flames divided the two, wide teal colored eyes looking for the source of the fire; although it shouldn't have been hard to figure out who it was.

The smallest of smiles found its way on the blonde's face as Audry did seem honest about protecting her at least. Capella didn't have much time to breathe, as just when Rago moved away from her, a wave of Heartless replaced him. She couldn't quite decide if this was worse or not, but she had no choice but to act.
"Sorry, but we need higher ground." And with that, Capella pulled the man to a seated position, holding him up with one of her arms and one of her bent legs. Using her free hand, the star child drew in the air, a few dots followed by a few lines connecting them, the Cepheus constellation. Placing the glyph down on the man's lap, Capella braced herself, wings tensing in the process. "Alfirk!" Much like the altar, a transparent purple throne rose from the ground, the man seated properly on it while Capella was crouched on the arm. The throne rose a couple meters above the tallest Heartless before coming to a smooth stop.

Giving the man a hopefully comforting smile, Capella pushed off the throne, wings slowing her descent into the wave of Heartless, eyes shifting from teal to gold as she drew the Cepheus constellation again.
"Fireworks Galaxy!" This time, balls of light that exploded into sharp silver needles rained down from the glyphs and onto the unsuspecting crowd of Heartless.

My Hero Academia: Another Story

_{Breeze Porfirio || Arsenal
everyone in the gym}

Breeze nodded thoughtfully as the added on weight made the girl groan soon after, using both hands to lean back from where she was sitting. Better to get use to the weight now rather than later with there being actual stakes.
"Y-Yeah, I h-hope so too..." A barely visible smile pulled at her lips before she reached into her bag yet again and pulled out a book this time. Most of her training boiled down to getting accustomed to various weights, so she definitely had enough downtime to get some reading or homework done. Her dad would kill her if she spent any waking second relaxing...

Unfortunately, it looked like Keri's hopeful words weren't going to come true any time soon, a least from the way Eira saw everything. Breeze never got the chance to speak on it, nor was she going to as Freya and Renard made their way into the gym, just in time to hear Eira's cynical words. Everything just seemed to fall apart after that.

Everyone was just...so high strung. Either really upset, or really angry. Gabby even resorted to physically letting out her anger on the unsuspecting punching bag, green eyes wide as she toppled to the ground, Kerianne on her feet in seconds to go help the other. Breeze on the other hand, was practically frozen, hands clutching tightly on the book she planned to making a dent in. It would be too hard to focus with everyone being like...this.

The regular anxiety building up in her little frame surged, body shaking ever so slightly while all of this was happening, and even more so when she caught sight of Yi sliding down from the roof on a rope; she should honestly be use to this, but her nature made it impossible.

And while she didn't want to admit it, she felt like she was at home right now, the one place she thought she could escape all of it, even if it were just for a few hours.

As Eira took her leave, Breeze honestly felt like doing the same, but where would she even go? Plus removing all the blocks in her body would take too long and resort in people asking her questions. Luckily, Gabby was there to have her stop, wanting to say something to everyone. Most of it had nothing to do with the green haired girl, but she could still feel the gratitude and thought that went into each sentence. Of course she was grateful that all of her friends made it out alive from such a scary and dangerous situation, and the reason she hadn't spoken to Renard was because she didn't want to accidentally trigger him, but Breeze still nodded slightly (although it could be mistake for for more trembling) in agreement.

Her nodding became more and more noticeable as Kerianne, then Freya gave their two cents on it all. And they were right. So right in fact, that even Breeze let her voice be heard.

"Th-Thank you for treating us so nicely a-all the time. I-It really means a lot...and makes it less painful to...to keep going. Y-You mean a lot more to us...to m-me than you c-can ever imag-gine. A-And then some!" She didn't say as much as the others, but her words held an underlying context she was still nervous to let the other knows about. Regardless, the normally downcast eyes, looking over at Renard as a shaky smile pulled slightly on her lips.

...Maybe what Keri said earlier did have some merit.

Re: Zero: The High Council

location: Docks -> Towards Vertti's
tag(s): Almost Everyone
mention(s):

Grisaia didn't see any air of deception coming from the shorter blonde, so with a curt nod, the two split, Flame taking the front while he remained at the rear with the Mistress. From where he was, he had a pretty good idea of where everyone was positioned, and as they approached more cultists, they swiftly managed to be taken down by one of the four of them protecting the group. It as little hard delegating his magical gate to the two full Spirits as both siphoned off of him whenever they needed to. He eventually found himself carrying a little girl that was lagging behind the group while his other hand was holding the Mistress' rather tightly.

The group found themselves heading towards the Noble District as the guards mentioned, where another group of people were fighting off the cultist coming after them. With there inclusion, the cultists were easy enough to handle, Grisaia mostly staying towards the outskirts of the fighting with the Mistress and the little girl while Adhara and Anubis jumped into the fray, earth and water working together in ways most had never seen. He was originally following a young girl with dove wings fly over the chaos they found themselves in, but they eventually made their way up to the sound of a voice, one that cut up and above the mess below.

Whoever this guy was...he was spouting utter nonsense at first; at least to him. However, the mention of his own surname made his blood boil. He needed to get beck to the mansion, but that would just put the Mistress in even more danger...leaving her here without anyone to watch over her...he couldn't. Pretty sure that Vertti also heard the elf cultist, Grisaia turned to her.
"What...wh-what should I do?" The boy asked, his voice small and quiet, much like a child's. A habit he's had long before being saved by Vertti. He was a servant after all. Whenever he was overloaded between choices, someone of higher standing would forcibly pick for him whether he liked it or not. This situation was no different.

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_{current outfit || tag(s): Again, Almost Everyone}

Eiko's eyes lit up when Chieko and the others seemed to jump into action. A single flap of her wings and she was back in the air, zipping to and fro to catch any oncoming stragglers and bring them to some form of safety. She then twirled her staff much like a baton of wand and started to deal some damage from a higher ground. Like most, her attention was pulled to the elf cultist as he spoke. Hearing that the Vertti's had even more things to worry about other than Mie made the brunette even more stressed.

However, before she had any chance of following after the man, two devil beasts came down in his stead, one diving straight down on the winged Demi-Human. Luckily she had her staff to sort of hold back the beast from touching her entirely, but that didn't help much when she landed on her back, the wind knocked out of her and the strength leaving her arms for a second before starting to flail, hoping to get the horned beast off of her before anything else bad could happen.

My Hero Academia: Another Story

_{Breeze Porfirio || Arsenal
@LuckyBlackCat + others entering the gym}

Green, downcast eyes stared out the window of their classroom, the quiet cacophony of raindrops and thunder doing very little to keep the young girl's attention away from it. She really should've been paying attention, and she kind of was, but she allowed just this once for her mind to wander a bit more than the norm.

Knowing that she missed such an important field trip, especially when her classmates could've benefited from her being there, did more harm to her already deteriorating psyche and self esteem than Breeze and her father did on a normal basis. The first thought that came to mind was to apologize, but that felt more like belittling them for their efforts. Acting like nothing happened probably wasn't the best idea either, so Breeze kept to herself like always, not wanting to step on anyone's toes, and occasionally jotting down notes with a shaky hand, attention divided between outside and the actual classes.

Before Breeze knew it, it was time for lunch. Again, even though she got to know the others a bit better through classes and the like, the small girl still chose to eat by herself or alone in general. She wasn't even hungry to begin with... Fortunately, some of their afternoon classes would be canceled, which gave the mini arsenal the incentive to get up.

Gripping the straps of her backpack a bit tighter than needed, Breeze shuffled out of the room and made her way to the changing room and eventually the gym. There was so much more she could get done if she went there anyways. Plus, just because the class was cancelled didn't mean she wasn't allow to train a little bit herself, no?

Wearing the training uniform the school provides minus the jacket and instead a white short-sleeved t-shirt, Breeze slowly opened the door to the premises, catching the tail end of one of Keri's drills. Seeing the other relaxing to take what Breeze would assume was a short break, said girl gave the other a shy wave before quietly approaching, sitting a little bit away to give the other some space.

"Y-You're still training too? E-Even though class was cancelled?" Breeze inquired as she reached into her own back and started pulling out weighted wooden blocks, each of different size and color, as well as a textbook to red while she was doing what she needed. The former was a training exercise she always had on her to hopefully strengthen her Quirk and physical abilities. Activating her Quirk with a slight frown, Breeze wasted little time pushing a block at a time onto her skin, said cube forming into a tattoo that would mark her skin until reversed. "M-Makes s-sense...I w-wish things could go back to normal soon..."

It was very conceited wish, the look on her face proved so, but that didn't mean she wouldn't want it to come true. It was worrying, watching everyone be so down and sad, so much different than what she's known and liked them for. Everyone had their reason's, and she couldn't under mind those, but if things kept going at the rate they were, could hey even go back to normal?

Kingdom Hearts - The Lights of the Multiverse (KH and Alternate History) [Full]

_{Outside Mecca, Green Sahara @Nerevarine @Double}

Protect her? Heal her? What's with this sudden change in personality? And why did she look so concerned? Although Capella's memories up until this point were foggy at best, none of this felt right at all.

"D-Don't touch me." The star child wasn't going to be fooled by something like this, the grip on both her Moogle and Keyblade tightened as she approached. Despite the other's slow and deliberate movements towards her, she backed up as the woman brought a hand out, probably wanting to 'heal' her like she mentioned. Like she'd ever fall for that.

Fortunately the much smaller girl wasn't the kind to immediately resort to violence, at least hearing out what the green eyed woman had to say. Capella could see it in her eyes. What she was saying was the truth to her, but to Capella it felt almost like some kind of made up story you'd find in a book or cartoon.

Audry, a woman from the future sent to protect her. Sent to make sure she completes her tasks in Green Sahara. And apparently, Capella was Jadyate al-Nujumuyyah, savior of the world from the False Messiah. She didn't want to believe any of this, she really didn't but...something in her chest was telling her that there was some truth in Audry statements. It would also explain why the woman was being so nice to her now...

Halcyon disappearing in a collection of light particles, Capella found her shoulders relaxing at the sight of the woman's outstretched hand, the same one she was scared of touching her earlier. Giving the other one last look, just to make sure she wasn't tripping and this wasn't some trap she was letting herself easily fall into, Capella completed the handshake, her smaller hand hesitant at first now relishing in the calming energy that surrounded it. Despite this feeling, the shorter was quick to pulled away, nervousness creeping up on her features.

"Capella. My n-name is Capella Auriga." Voice small from the overwhelming information, the star child looking down at Amalthea, wiping the fresh blood still oozing on the side of her face with her charred sleeve. She only looked back up when voices from below seemed to catch both her and Audry's attention, following hesitantly behind the woman to also see what was going on. It didn't take long to realize what was about to happen, not to mention how it also seemed to fall in line with what Audry told her earlier.

The False Messiah. The Heartless. The oh so familiar glowing green eyes. And...a sacrifice?!

"Gienah!" Before she could even stop to think, Capella's body moved on its own, drawing out the Corvus constellation with her fingers and watching as the glyph melded onto her back, black wings spouting from her back much like before. Leaving the Moogle behind where she'd be safe, Capella stretched out her new formed wings before propelling into the sky with a single flap right when Audry took a leap down the cliff herself.

Capella soared through the sky, blonde and teal hair whipping around from how fast she was going. There was no way she wasn't going to help someone who was wrongfully being punished just to prove a point. Ugh, just thought had the star child's blood boiling. At least Audry seemed to be in the same mindset of rectifying this situation...

As did someone else.

It was hard to tell from here, but what looked like a monster(?) also saw the horror of the sacrifice and proceeded to attack those that opposed it. It was reassuring for the briefest of moments, then things turned for the worst. A guttural scream up ahead had Capella reaching up to cover her ears. Eyes glowed a liquid gold as the same monster she thought might be on their side let loose a swarm of beings she could only assume were another form of Heartless.

They needed to act quickly!

Capella knew that using another Messier Object so soon after the last would not only give the Big Three back home a hint at her location but also push her body to limits she didn't think she could handle, but now wasn't the time to be worried for herself. Save as many people as she could was the top priority, including the sacrifice. And in order to do that, she needed to get as many people to safety before she could try anything of the sort.

Landing on the ground right on the outskirts of the conference, Capella called upon Halcyon and drew out the Ara constellation in front of her.
"Callisto's Sacrifice!" Behind Capella a large, transparent, and slightly curved altar rose from the ground covering what looked like almost half a mile horizontally. She the took off again, body remaining low as she flew over the people. "Everyone, p-please get behind the altar!" The altar should hopefully be able to wall off enemies that get a bit too close. Whether they decided to listen to her or not was their choice. But what she did know was that things would get much worse if they wasted time fumbling around.

And with that, Capella headed to the pyre, golden eyes set on the sacrifice who had yet to move. She wasn't that surprised, as the sight of some beast rampaging on anything in sight was more than enough to make anyone paralyzed with fear. If only she knew...

Reaching the sacrifice in due time, Capella waved her hand around, unsure of what she should do. Moving him as far away form everything was the best option, but if he was injured and she just couldn't see it, healing him came first. Furrowing her brows as she needed to make a decision and fast, Capella looked over the sea of beings in search of Audry. She still didn't trust the woman quite yet, but she wasn't childish enough to let that get in the way.

"A-Audry!" She tried yelling out, only to cringe at her own voice. They needed to figure out some way to subdue this monster before things got any worse than they already were. Shaking her head slightly, the small girl drew over the man with trembling fingers, the constellation of Virgo shining brightly before a heavenly glow of white and green energy fell over the poor sacrifice's body. "S-Spica..." Hopefully whatever was ailing him would die out with her spell. Unfortunately, her mind was split between that hope and fear as she watched the Unversed spew out of the monster's shadow...

My Hero Academia: Another Story

The Storage Hero, Arsenal

Appearance: Physical and Costumed Appearance

Regular Appearance (clothing-wise)
Standing at a small 5 feet, Breeze is normally mistaken for a child, weight fluctuating depending on her Quirk. Messy green hair is barely held back back a ribbon and some pins, while similar colored eyes are almost always downcast. Body tends to be mostly covered.

Name: Breeze Porfirio
Age: 15
Gender: Female

Hero/Villain Name: Arsenal
Quirk Name: Living Armory
Quirk Type: Transformation
Quirk Description: Breeze's Quirk, Living Armory, gives Breeze the ability to store objects of any shape or kind inside of her body, so long as they aren't bigger than her body. For example, if she were to store a knife, she'd push the weapon into her forearm and allow it to sink into her body. Once she's done so, a tattoo of said item will appear where she placed it, in this case her forearm. She can store as many things as she wants inside of her so long as there's space on her skin; no overlapping of tattoos. The weight of each object Breeze puts inside of her is the same, so the more stuff she has in her, the heavier she gets. The properties of said items are still there, so things like metal detectors will go off on her tattoos. And if a tattoo were to get cut or anything of the sort, said item will morph into her skin, causing excruciating pain and maybe even deadly consequences depending on the item and where it's located.

Inventory & Possessions: Breeze tries not to use her Quirk unless she really needs to use it, so she often carries around a little messenger bag which carries her phone, a roll of gauze, a few pieces of peppermint candy, and a blanket she can cover herself with in case she needs to hide her tattoos. She also has spare pins for her hair on her person at all times.

Sample Post:

click!

"No, you were a beat off. Do it again." The much larger man frowned as he watched his daughter slump to the ground, wooden knife clattered on the dull mat underneath her. Sweat rolled down the black lines etched into Breeze's skin, the girl simply trying to catch her breath. She wasn't sure how long she'd been at it, but judging by how red and slightly bruised her hand was, it'd been hours. He'd probably force her to do a few more drills with all this stuff inside of her before giving up on her for the night, going to bed, and leaving her own mind to torment her actions; it was always like that. But today felt like it'd be different, in the worst way possible.

"Hey, are you even listening to me? I let you have a little break and you can't even listen?" Breeze looked up from where she sat on her knees, staring up at her father with a distant fear. The type of fear she could never escape. "You'll be attending U.J. tomorrow. I expect you to be nothing but on your best behavior. I expect being no less than the top three in your class."

"B-But Father, I only ju--" Before she had the chance to finish, a wooden sword came down on her, Breeze having no choice but to react like she was taught. Breeze flattened to the ground, hair flopping around in the process, as she reach for her fallen knife and countered, using the momentum of her parry to pull herself into a standing position. "Wh-What if they're s-scary?"

"You worry about such pointless things. I've said my expectations, and you know what'll happen if you don't do as I say." Lowering the sword after successfully being stopped, the green haired man sighed, shaking his head. "The things I'd do to have a Quirk like yours. And you can't even do this one thing for me?" Aiming directly at Breeze, the man chuckled the wooden blade at her, said girl deflect with ease despite her eyes staring directly at the floor. She waited in bated breathe for he father to leave, and once he did, the girl slumped back down to the matted floor, tears already down her face.

Why couldn't she do anything right? It wasn't like she wanted to go this school anyways. If anything, she'd rather stay home and avoid people who were clearly better than her. She already had enough people she was often compared to as is...
"Wh-Why can't I d-do anything right..." She hissed as she hid her tattoo infested face into her hands.

The Revitalizing Hero, Elixir

Appearance:

Hero Outfit

Name:
Chisato "Chi" Yuuki

Age:
17

Gender:
Male

Hero/Villain Name:
Elixir

Quirk Name:
Holy Blood

Quirk Type:
Emitter

Quirk Description:
Chisato's father had the ability to accelerate the healing process by touching the target, while Chisato's mother had a Quirk that let her control how quickly the blood in her body circulated. These two Quirks came together to create what Chi had now. In the simplest of terms, Chi has blood that can accelerate the healing process of whatever comes into contact with it (or if the target were to ingest it). While he can manipulate how much blood can come out of his body, once it leaves his body, he had no control over it. His blood is an interesting neon blue color which helps differentiate his own blood when tending to someone else. The major drawbacks of this Quirk is that expelling too much blood at one time can lead to Chisato losing consciousness or even worse. Because his body acts like a container for his Holy Blood, Chisato is immune to the effects of his own blood, which makes him prone to illness and injury. Even when he's getting blood to help someone else, the cut or puncture wound he inflicts will not automatically heal and instead would take hours before it started clotting.

Inventory & Possessions:
Chi always has on him a pocket knife, a syringe, a pack of strawberry mint flavored bubblegum to keep him from falling asleep, and a random snack for similar reasons.

Sample Post:
(this takes a week before our current time)
Chisato was never the type of person to exert himself anymore than he had to. In gym class, he was usually exempt because of his condition, or in the middle of classes, no one would fault him for falling asleep after helping out the school nurse with a patient. He wasn't the epitome of laziness, far from it, but there were few things that would get him running out of class and sprinting all the way back home without a word.

His mother.

Something...something happened. His father wouldn't elaborate in the text message, but Chi knew that he had to be there. He ran through other people's yards, passed oncoming traffic and even went through little stores that would shorten how long it took to get back home. Tears pricked his silvery blue eyes as his pink hoodie fell back on his shoulders, revealing a messy mop of strawberry pinkish blond hair. He probably looked like a madman, but none of that mattered right now.

His mother!

As he got close and closer to his rather large home, the ringing of sirens and flashes of red and yellow assaulted Chisato's already waning senses. The sight before him was...something he never thought he'd have to witness.

There were cars everywhere, stopping to see what was going on.

An ambulance and several police cars, their sirens still ringing with purpose.

His father kneeling on the ground, hands desperately glowing the familiar green he'd come to familiarize himself with.

And lastly, what he zeroed in on...

His mother...

Her skin was red, the blood underneath boiling against her unprepared skin. Her eyes wide as tears of blood rolled down the apple of her cheeks and onto the floor like a stream. Her body twitching and shaking from how fast her blood was circulating through her body...Chi could've sworn he could hear her heart beating from where he was; it being the only thing he could hear, and she being the only thing his mind could process.

He took a step step forward, then another, then another, before he was finally in front of his mother and beside his father. No one said anything, at least, not that Chisato could hear any of it. But now that he was close, the image of what was once his mother was burned into his mind. Her skin was melting from being unable to handle the heat radiating inside of her. And while the now traumatized boy didn't hesitate to slice his forearm and try to give her some of his blood, he was stopped by his father as well as the ambulance as they were trying to take what was left of her into the car.

Chisato didn't realize he was fighting back, screaming, reaching out for the one that brought him into this world. He could barely feel his fathers tighten grasp on him, nor the tears streaming down his face. It was all too much at once. Why wouldn't they let him go with her, why was he even here? He could've done so...so much more.

He wanted her.

He wanted his mother back.

My Hero Academia: Another Story

@LuckyBlackCat Thanks, I'll move her over right now!

Does anyone know if there's any good place to jump in now?

My Hero Academia: Another Story

@HeartfilliaCoolio, I'll finalize it in my CS now. thanks!

And lol that's such a mood xD

My Hero Academia: Another Story

@Heartfillia Thanks! And she does have the ability to turn off her Quirk, so I don't think it would be Mutant? Her Quirk does change parts of her body, so maybe it is Transformation? Also same about the jacket, it's so pretty ^^

@SimpleWriter Yeah...a lot of things about her Quirk can be taken out of context lol Glad to know the Quirk is sufficient and thanks for partially accepting me :)

My Hero Academia: Another Story

Okay, he's my first attempt, let me know if there's anything i should fix! Also apologies in advance if there are any typos ^^"

The Storage Hero, Arsenal

Appearance: Physical and Costumed Appearance

Regular Appearance (clothing-wise)
Standing at a small 5 feet, Breeze is normally mistaken for a child, weight fluctuating depending on her Quirk. Messy green hair is barely held back back a ribbon and some pins, while similar colored eyes are almost always downcast. Body tends to be mostly covered.

Name: Breeze Porfirio
Age: 15
Gender: Female

Hero/Villain Name: Arsenal
Quirk Name: Living Armory
Quirk Type: Transformation
Quirk Description: Breeze's Quirk, Living Armory, gives Breeze the ability to store objects of any shape or kind inside of her body, so long as they aren't bigger than her body. For example, if she were to store a knife, she'd push the weapon into her forearm and allow it to sink into her body. Once she's done so, a tattoo of said item will appear where she placed it, in this case her forearm. She can store as many things as she wants inside of her so long as there's space on her skin; no overlapping of tattoos. The weight of each object Breeze puts inside of her is the same, so the more stuff she has in her, the heavier she gets. The properties of said items are still there, so things like metal detectors will go off on her tattoos. And if a tattoo were to get cut or anything of the sort, said item will morph into her skin, causing excruciating pain and maybe even deadly consequences depending on the item and where it's located.

Inventory & Possessions: Breeze tries not to use her Quirk unless she really needs to use it, so she often carries around a little messenger bag which carries her phone, a roll of gauze, a few pieces of peppermint candy, and a blanket she can cover herself with in case she needs to hide her tattoos. She also has spare pins for her hair on her person at all times.

Sample Post:

click!

"No, you were a beat off. Do it again." The much larger man frowned as he watched his daughter slump to the ground, wooden knife clattered on the dull mat underneath her. Sweat rolled down the black lines etched into Breeze's skin, the girl simply trying to catch her breath. She wasn't sure how long she'd been at it, but judging by how red and slightly bruised her hand was, it'd been hours. He'd probably force her to do a few more drills with all this stuff inside of her before giving up on her for the night, going to bed, and leaving her own mind to torment her actions; it was always like that. But today felt like it'd be different, in the worst way possible.

"Hey, are you even listening to me? I let you have a little break and you can't even listen?" Breeze looked up from where she sat on her knees, staring up at her father with a distant fear. The type of fear she could never escape. "You'll be attending U.J. tomorrow. I expect you to be nothing but on your best behavior. I expect being no less than the top three in your class."

"B-But Father, I only ju--" Before she had the chance to finish, a wooden sword came down on her, Breeze having no choice but to react like she was taught. Breeze flattened to the ground, hair flopping around in the process, as she reach for her fallen knife and countered, using the momentum of her parry to pull herself into a standing position. "Wh-What if they're s-scary?"

"You worry about such pointless things. I've said my expectations, and you know what'll happen if you don't do as I say." Lowering the sword after successfully being stopped, the green haired man sighed, shaking his head. "The things I'd do to have a Quirk like yours. And you can't even do this one thing for me?" Aiming directly at Breeze, the man chuckled the wooden blade at her, said girl deflect with ease despite her eyes staring directly at the floor. She waited in bated breathe for he father to leave, and once he did, the girl slumped back down to the matted floor, tears already down her face.

Why couldn't she do anything right? It wasn't like she wanted to go this school anyways. If anything, she'd rather stay home and avoid people who were clearly better than her. She already had enough people she was often compared to as is...
"Wh-Why can't I d-do anything right..." She hissed as she hid her tattoo infested face into her hands.