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arrin had been split up from Zenkai and Josephine (albeit in disguise). The former, after they had secured the injured at the hospital, the latter shortly after self-defense gave him the pass to come to his fellow student's aid. I mean, Farrin had to defend himself, right? Students were allowed to do that. So, if he just happened to be near the many dangers plaguing the city and needed to continue defending himself, he technically wasn't breaking any rules.

It wasn't the strongest defense, but it would do. People were dying. How could an aspiring hero just stand by or hide away when the innocent were killed? Farrin believed in the system, but every system required a little rule-bending occasionally. His actions could hardly be said to be his own. In the face of danger, when others were in harm's way, his body simply moved of its own accord. And so, he moved deeper into the heart of the city. 

One city block peeled away after another. He wasn't time-turned, opting to save the use of his quirk for when he needed it, but still, he ran down the sidewalk toward the pop of distant gunfire. No turning back now. The only way left to him was forward - toward the danger. So, albeit at incredibly reduced speeds, that's where Farrin ran. The city was in chaos; it needed those who would fight for justice.

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Ayyyyeeeeee, website title drop xD 

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[Freja Helt]

Freja had been ambushed before. She had been attacked and experienced all the generally unpleasant things about being a hero student. It almost made her laugh at how worried she was about bullies during her first week at school. They all seemed so small now by comparison. She knew certain corners of Tokyo weren't safe, but all of it? That was new. How quickly had the entire city descended into madness when the White Queen first appeared?

The city needed those who were willing to fight for justice and she was one of them, however she had made a critical miscalculation. Overestimating herself. Despite how hard she had been training and improving, she was still quirkless at the end of the day. She had become a competent fighter, but she still wasn't good enough to stand up to most quirk users. At least those who were serious about committing crimes and harming people. Case in point, her current situation.

With her back against the wall, Freja had just been tossed, the pouring rain mixing with the blood that was running from her head and dying her hair as her vision went blurry. Panting, she looked up at the villain she had been fighting. He was grinning from ear to ear, his eyes hidden behind some pair of futuristic-looking shades, concealing his identity as he cackled and swung her bat around in one hand. Her own weapon turned against her, stained in her own blood.

''Nice weapon you've got here! I think I'll be keeping it.'' He approached her slowly, savoring his victory. ''But that doesn't really matter to you, does it love? You're about to die.'' He stopped, giving her a shocked look as she stood back up after the hit she had just taken. Spitting blood onto the pavement, she assumed the stance that Farrin had taught her, or at least as well as she remembered it. She had already died once, so she wasn't about to throw her second chance away without a fight. Even if her chances to win without BBB were practically nonexistent. ''Bring it.''

Farrin

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arrin's pace was a slog compared to his usual self while amidst the danger. But whatever the trouble brewing nearby, he was closing in. His clothes were in tatters after the previous encounter with Josephine (though he could only identify her as Lady Web) and the thugs they had handled together. Below the grey t-shirt he'd been wearing, the black of his hero outfit had shown. His gloves, armed with Kei's linear accelerator cannons, were also snug on his fists. He no longer ventured off campus without the shirt and pants of his hero outfit under his outerwear or without his gloves pocketed. There were too many troublesome run-ins. Today, it paid off. 

Turning from one street and onto the next, Farrin found the source of the gunfire. A few goons stood in a semi-circle around someone. While two or three looked the battered figure over, the rest were firing their guns off into the street. Luckily, the path was otherwise only populated by abandoned vehicles and debris. 

"Oi! You leave 'em alone!" Farrin shouted. 

He hadn't known it was Freja yet, her image still mostly obscured by the line of goons. He only knew someone was in danger, and if the goons attacked him, he would be acting in self-defense again. That was the plan until the time-turner closed in a few more meters. He saw her battered body adopting his fighting form. A bare-knuckled boxing stance of Irish origin, Dornálaíocht. Admirable. It was almost enough to bring a smile to his face, but it wasn't lost on him that Freja's closest target wielded her faithful BBB. He wasn't waiting for self-defense this time. 

"Brutal mistake, lads. Absolutely brutal." 

Farrin was about ten meters down the street, on the same side they had Freja encircled when his wrists rose. Two unassuming barrels extended, one from each glove. With the downward thrust of his fists, Farrin's quirk activated, and the cannons fired. Their munitions, however, were anything but unassuming. Streaks of white cut across the distance. At the accelerated speed he dialed in, the stun rounds wouldn't be lethal. They would perform exactly as intended. Namely, they would hurt like hell and stun the enemy. The two closest goons were sent flying back a few meters, slamming hard into the wall beside Freja, and then were shocked into unconsciousness. Farrin wasn't a good enough shot to take out the guy holding Freja's bat without the risk of hitting her, and he knew it, but he could grab the others' attention. Maybe it would give her an opening to make a move.   

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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[Freja Helt]

She thought she heard a familiar voice, but at this point it could be because her life might be flashing before her eyes. She couldn't exactly tell how hurt she was, just that everything was hurting bad. She finally recognized who the voice belonged to moments before he fired off the coolest attack she had seen since the last time they fought someone together. Farrin just kept one-upping himself on his attacks! Not that this was any time to stand around and gawk, she might be beaten, but she wasn't down and out yet and she knew that he had just offered her a valuable opportunity to turn the tables.

Shocked to see his bros get sent flying, the thug wielding her bat looked over his shoulder towards Farrin, catching a glimpse of him before he received a kick to the ankle, followed by a kick to the face as he stumbled. Her bat fell to the ground with a clatter, but she was quick to scoop it up, panting as she looked towards Farrin with her one good eye that wasn't forced shut by blood trickling down from her forehead.

She couldn't help but grin, feeling re-energized by his sudden appearance. ''Farrin!'' She called out triumphantly, her voice weak. ''You've been caught up in this mess too?'' She dodged as one of the thugs swung for head and swiftly countered with a bat swing to his ribs. ''Do you know what's going on?'' She panted, turning away from Farrin to keep her eyes trained on the enemies. ''Seems like all of Tokyo has gone crazy.''

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he was alright. No, wait, that was an overstatement. She was alive and breathing. For now, that would have to do. 

Farrin darted ahead, this time at full speed. His leg caved in the closest thug's gut. Farrin wouldn't kill him, but the hospital bills just might. A swift elbow strike took a second thug down. A few well-placed jabs landed a third and fourth beside their unconscious friends. Meanwhile, Freja had taken a couple down herself.

"Yeah, lass. Been shot at n' targeted left n' right, but I"m okay. We need ta' get yuh' outta 'ere," he said matter of factly. A few more thugs started out of a nearby alleyway. The scrap wasn't over yet. "No idea. Chaos 'round e'ery corner, though. Had ta' beat 'em these mad lads away from a hospital earlier. It's lookin' like the end times out 'ere." 

Farrin sprinted forward. There was no time to play defense. Freja was hurt, which could mean they were on the clock if she suffered internal damage. They had to clear the opposition and evacuate. He wanted to do more, but he had been out long enough. If he pushed chronokinesis too much longer, he would start sifting. 

A hard right jab knocked the foremost thug out, and with a spin kick, he launched another into the brick wall that made up the alley's left side. "Yuh' in any condition ta' keep up the fight? I hate ta' say it, but I'm no' at one hundred either, n' we can't be turnin' our backs ta' so many enemies." Even if Farrin had enough gas in the temporal tank to speed both of them up for the entire run back to campus, which he didn't, there was always a risk of leaving your back exposed. If someone had a quirk that utilized light or electricity offensively, they might be able to shoot projectiles faster than even Farrin could move.

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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[Freja Helt]

''Sounds like you, I doubt anyone else could survive all that.'' She smiled, but only for a brief moment when she felt a stinging pain reverberate from her abdomen. Breathing heavy she looked over at him as he continued. It sounded like he had been out here for a while longer than her, already defending a hospital and everything. ''Tell me about it. I didn't think villains could be this organized.'' Her mind immediately wandered, who could be behind something like this? The murder of crows? But as far as Freja knew there had been no crows around. Not that she had the time to stand around and think about stuff like this.

A battle cry accompanied her next bat swing as she beat a thug back, then immediately had to support herself on her own bat to avoid losing her balance and tripping. ''I'm not gonna lie, Farrin, I feel terrible.'' Her breathing was getting heavier, slower, her vision growing blurry too. Just how much blood had she lost? ''I don't think running is safe.'' Even if they did, Freja couldn't guarantee she could run for long. ''If you have to... Leave me behind. I'll only slow you down.'' It pained her to say, but it was her fate as a quirkless. She would always be a liability, the weakest link, the first one to die when things went bad like this. ''I won't hold it against you.'' With some luck she might be able to escape on her own now too. Farrin had taken out a few more of them, so if she went through the alleyways she might be able to shake them off. ''Actually...'' She coughed into the sleeve of her jacket, staining it with blood. ''I do have an idea, if you're willing to take a risk.'' She slowly angled the tip of her bat towards one of the buildings. Hoping it communicated what she was going for. They could grapple to one of the roofs and escape the fight that way, at least for the time being.

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e'er suggest that again," Farrin responded firmly, eyeing the swaying goons still staring the duo down. They were hesitant after Farrin's display, but fatigue was weighing the boy's body down. The long night wore his stamina. Still, Farrin would not have their collective aspirations, their dreams, insulted by doubt. 

"We're heroes, Freja, you n' I both. N' heroes dun' leave people behind."

It may not have been an absolute truth. Sometimes, sacrifices had to be made, but this wasn't one of those times. Neither was dying tonight. Both were making it back to campus alive. And the two of them... were about to fly. 

"Yuh have permission ta' call it quits when I say you can! Until then, yuh fight like hell n' yuh' survive ta' become the hero the world needs yuh' ta' be!"

Farrin's wrists lined with the surrounding hyenas. Their courage mustered in numbers. They were encroaching on the student's sphere of influence, the space emptied of threats just a moment prior. Freja was about to try something likely stupid. Could BBB's cable handle both of their weight? It looked like a mean bludgeon, but he didn't know the weapon's specifications. Either way, they weren't going far with their backs exposed. So, Farrin opened fire. Incendiary rounds burst into flames at the goons' feet. Some were caught, their pants set ablaze, but none were engulfed in the searing fires. They would hurt like hell, but none would die. More importantly, the brief flash of light as each round exploded drove fear into false courage. The thugs doubled back, and so did Farrin. 

He grabbed onto BBB's handle with both hands, then summoned a small field of temporal acceleration just ahead of the weapon's head. When the grapple passed through, it would fire at accelerated speeds, and when they were pulled through the field, they too would be sent flying toward the roof. Assuming this all worked.  

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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[Freja Helt]

In a world with superpowers, it was easy for her to feel worthless without one. To hear Farrin double down on the fact that he wanted to save her too. It moved her. She held the tears back, she could save them for later. ''Mm.'' She said simply, blinking the tears away as she nodded her head, determined to get back into the game. To do her utmost to make sure the both of them got out of this situation with all their limbs still attached. ''Right!'' He was right, she couldn't give up here. What would her twin think? Was this how she was going to throw away and risk her second life?

Incendiary rounds lit up the street as Farrin opened fire. She didn't even know he had tools like that at his disposal. She would have to ask about that later if they made it out alive. In the meantime, Freja made sure to take aim with her bat, knowing full well that she didn't get many chances to land this shot. With Farrin's hands now on the bat too, she glanced over her shoulder, reconfirming that he was with her, then she saw the acceleration field. ''Hold on tight.'' They were about to go insanely fast. As the grappling hook fired, Freja almost lost the grip on her bat, but managed to steel herself by digging her heels firmly into the ground. ''It connected!'' Giving the wire a couple of test tugs to make sure it would hold, she looked back at Farrin again. ''Hang on!'' With a click of the bat's mechanism, the students went flying towards the roof of the nearest building, the accelerated speeds carrying them upwards with ease and as Freja realized they were escaping their opponents, the next thing she thought about was their landing.

No matter what it was probably going to hurt like hell.

It was a split second decision, but as they flew up and started coming back down on the rooftop, Freja positioned herself so that her back would take most of the fall, hopefully leaving Farrin more or less unscathed. It made the most sense to her. She was already hurt and Farrin seemed to be in a better fighting condition than her, so why not try to protect him?

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hough her words were few, and her eyes framed in tears that threatened to break for her cheeks, resolve returned to Freja's face. If only for a moment, her embers built back into flames - or so it seemed to Farrin, who gave his friend a quick look over when she tested the bat's cable. They had a moment, a moment they would make the most of with their tools and abilities. Her grapple line and his acceleration field. 
 
The duo rocketed upward toward the roof, and when they landed, Farrin couldn't help but notice the distinct lack of crunch of flesh on stone. That's because Freja had positioned herself to be a land cushion of sorts, which might not have been very fair given the size and weight difference. He could have used a deceleration field to slow them, broke some of the momentum, but exhaustion really was weighing on him, and slowing things down was far more tiring than speeding them up. 

Farrin was quick to recover. Not his usual quick, but after rolling over and spending a brief moment staring up into the skies bleeding red from all the fires spreading across the city, he picked himself up. "Yuh' keep makin' sacrifice plays, lass, n' yuh'll ne'er prove those shite eatin' feckers from orientation wrong," he offered far more softly this time, along with a hand to help her to her feet. 

Before he could continue or reply to whatever came next, the moment was broken by three fliers. "And just where do you two think you're going?" A feather-winged thug shouted, followed by one using flames for propulsion, and a third that just seemed to fly without discernible means. Farrin lined his arm up with the leftmost goon and fired his weapon. A stun round smacked the fire-flier square in the chest and dragged him to the ground. Then another round clipped the third thug, who must have been using some kind of telekinesis or something. He couldn't defend himself though, because he too slammed hard into the roof. All that was left was the loudmouth with the feathered wings. 

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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She groaned, numb from the impact as she rolled onto her stomach and slowly got up to her feet. ''All the more reason to.'' Her voice was weak as she looked over at Farrin. Quirked students might be able to skirt off on just doing the bare minimum, but not her. She had something to prove and even if it broke her body she was going to continue to fight for the future she wanted. When the flying villains shouted after them Freja glared back at them, pushing herself up faster.

Following Farrin's example, she spun her bat once, before aiming the tip and launching the grappling hook at the feather wings thugs. Of course such an attack could be seen from a mile away, and the hook itself totally whiffed her target. However, before the thug could taunt her for her weak attack, Freja dug her heel into the ground and pulled on her bat, adjusting the wire and pulling it down over top of his wing, the hook coming back as it swiftly wrapped around the wing, entrapping the thug as Freja yanked again, pulling and slamming him into the ground.

Retracting the wire and grappling hook again, she fell to her knees panting, then rolled onto her back. ''This is insane. It feels like the world is ending. Do you see anymore of them?'' She looked over at Farrin. She would take a look herself, but she wasn't sure she could even stand at the moment.

Farrin

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he distant shouting didn't bode well for the students. Sooner or later, the rest of the thugs below would make their way up the building. Or maybe they wouldn't. Who was to say? Was honor among thieves a real thing? Would they bother to check on their fallen allies? Farrin didn't intend to stick around and find out. The day's 'extracurricular' activities had taxed him in full. Gold faded to red, then burned bright once more in his eyes, Chronokinesis shifting on and off. 

"None up 'ere, lass. Not yet, at least," Farrin started, eyeing the fallen fliers. "Nice work wit' the grapple shot." 

With the most immediate threats neutralized, Farrin trudged over to Freja, who had fallen back on the floor, and helped her to her feet. He had a few inches of height on her, but it wasn't enough to make looping her arm around his shoulder for support unfeasible. They needed to vacate the rooftops and make for campus. 

"C'mon, I gotcha," he offered, walking them towards a fire escape on the opposite end of the building. The final drop might be a bit troublesome in their conditions, but fighting for too much longer might prove fatal. He would take the drop. 

"We'll take the backstreets, move along quieter roads. Wish we could do more, but we can't help anyone if we're no' breathin' ourselves." With that, Farrin started them down the fire escape, and onto their path back to campus. They had done at least a little good. It had to count for something. A few potential lives were saved. Now, the priority was to live to fight another day.  

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

[attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags:Freja Helt
[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here

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