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ith the hospital behind him now, Farrin made his way further into the city. Zen would keep the injured safe for now. Despite his aversion to conflict, and anything that required effort really, he wasn't going to let innocent people get hurt. Meanwhile, Farrin ventured further into the chaos. Whatever was happening around Tokyo, it was absolute madness. Chaos around every corner. Technically, he wasn't supposed to take action against criminals unless absolutely necessary, but that didn't mean he couldn't help those in need. And if absolutely necessary came to pass, well, he would have no option but to defend himself, right? 

The time-turner blazed up one street and flew down another. Chronokinetic bursts that saw him travel great distances in minimal time. He couldn't rely on it constantly. That was a recipe for fatigue and, therefore, disaster, but if he gauged himself properly, he could do some real good - buy the heroes and other authorities time to move from one incident to the next.

"What in the blazin' sevens is goin' on?" He muttered, turning a corner to approach the sound of gunfire. 

Something had emboldened the criminal elements of the massive metropolis. In another time, he would have the resources to discern the nature of this new-found confidence. Here and now, though, all he could do was press on and play damage control. Help those he could. Intervene when and where necessary. Hopefully, most of his peers were safe back on campus. Of course, that wouldn't be the case. When was it ever?  

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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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[JoJo]

To say Jo was breaking every rule she had first learned when brought to the academy may be an understatement of the situation. If she were following their rules she'd be surrounded by different soldiers right now passing out soup and blankets while offering smiles to many worried people.

Unfortunately, that didn't sit well with her at the present moment in time. Frankly, it might be impossible for her to stand still, especially in a situation like the one happening right now.

JoJo was using her quirk to create a silk outfit atop her skin underneath her clothes so that she at least had something to keep her anonymity. Flying through the streets, she currently had at least three guys underneath her she had knocked out and were looking for a place to dump them near cops.

Naturally, it looked very bad so while swinging by buildings, she had the word 'Arson' written on her hair so that she didn't look like a sociopath....or well a little less like one. While continuing to swing through looking for some more places she could help out.

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oo slow." The words were hardly heard. Four thugs had a young couple up against the walls of a dark alleyway. A mugging - or worse - in progress. Fortunately, Farrin had interfered without putting himself or the couple in danger. He was skirting the rules for sure, but he hadn't engaged the criminals. Not yet. Instead, he swept into the alley at the sight of the thugs near the mouth of the passage, grabbed onto the young man and woman, and made for the street on the other side. 

"Head ta' the hospital just a few streets that way," he said, pointing back where he came from, "it's secure. Hunker down there until all this is sorted out." 

"Th-th-thank you," the woman offered, turning with her boyfriend and starting down the street. 

Thunder rang from Farrin's spine. He flew into the ground, his head slamming hard into the concrete. The temporal flare at the back of his brain reached him only a second too late. It seared the back of his mind again, daring him to find out what would happen if he kept still. He didn't. Farrin rolled over just as a balled-up fist crumbled the ground where his head had been a moment prior. A speedster. Not one like him. There was no tug of time, but fast nonetheless. 

"Shite," Farrin cursed. 

The time-turner kicked off the ground and lunged into a roll, then sprang up on his feet. If it was speed vs speed, he had to keep moving. A whir of movement, an ejected air swirled at the center of the street. Farrin's chronokinesis against the thug's speed quirk - whatever its nature. 

"You're fast, kid, I'll give you that. But not fast enough!" 

He swung. One fist met another as Farrin jabbed. This time, the thunderous crack rang out from between them. Farrin's mouth journeyed into a smirk. "Self-defense now," Farrin muttered, "I'm free ta' act, yuh' thick skulled gob!" Farrin threw his other fist forward, and the shot connected, throwing the thug back toward the alley - where his friends came running to his aid. He could handle this, right? He had before. Yeah, he could definitely handle this. He had to. 

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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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[JoJo]

Jo turned another corner only for two of the people she was carrying began to wake up from their self-induced coma, however lucky for her she found the perfect place to hang them up. A nice thick construction panel. So that way if they opened up that brimstone mouth they'd end up dropping an entire wall being refurbished on their heads and needless to say they'd have way more problems after that.

Hanging them up only took a couple of seconds, unfortunately, there was still plenty to worry about and that included the streets around the woman. That was until she noticed that it looked like someone needed help. Shouldn't be too bad just swoop down and...

"Uh oh."

Now it looked like what was happening was a speedy V speedy battle. She had dealt with speedsters and knew how to take them down. The real problem was who one of the speedsters was, Ole Windy Boi himself seemed to be out and helping people as well. Now luckily considering skin and hair were completely covered she should be good, but this guy knew her voice.

So in other words she had to figure out how to help, but she also needed to stay completely silent during it... or at least figure out how to speak without giving her away her natural voice.

Swinging down to the street and leaving the fire burners to their hang out she landed on the street with a small 'thud'. It seemed the speedster was focused on the other one so this gave her a moment to focus on the ten feet around her, look absolutely like she had no idea what she was doing.

AND THEN...well with luck she wouldn't be rusty.

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utnumbered. Something like a dozen to one it seemed. More might still be shuffling through the alleyway. Hopefully not. Either way, Farrin's ability to contain the threat boiled down to the quirks of his enemies and how experienced they were. The speedster was fast. Very fast, but Farrin was the quicker in a scrap at least, which was indicative of superior hand-to-hand combat capabilities. Had the thug been better than the student, he would have blocked on time. 

"Well, c'mon now, boyos, we're no' takin' numbers. Do yer thing n' I'll do mine," he taunted them with a smirk. 

Farrin's hand reached into his pockets, removing his gloves. The gloves Kei had made. The gloves concealed two small yet extremely powerful linear cannons. He slipped them on, and though the thugs didn't know it, Farrin was protected by the shirt and pants of his hero outfit, which he wore below his outerwear. He wasn't only trained and capable. He was armed. 

"Get them!" The thug at the head of the line yelled. 

Them? Farrin fixed his gaze behind him to the new arrival. Their face was covered in a web or something. He couldn't identify them, which was likely the point, but they hadn't moved to hit him from behind. No flare from his temporal senses, so they hadn't posed any danger to him - yet. 

Time, oddly enough, was working against him. Farrin couldn't focus on the figure behind him when the thugs rushed ahead. So, Farrin turned his attention back to the known quantities. Two of the three leading to the charge had no quirks. The third grew spikes from his knuckles. In a blur of movement, Farrin jabbed the closest quirkless thug in the jaw, knocking him out, then elbowed the second into the ground. Spikes flew through the air, tearing at the sleeve of his gray t-shirt, revealing the black of his hero outfit below. Farrin had just narrowly dodged the attack, his temporal senses searing his brain hot. So, knuckles here could launch those spikes. Well, two down, ten to go. 

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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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[JoJo]

Okay so, Windy wasn't attacking her, that was a positive at least. So this gave her at least some time to focus on the little trogs running about and taking advantage of this horrible situation. She had at least five coming towards her and it seemed none of them were the speedster who was focused on the other one.

Good, as far they were concerned she just looked like some crazy woman with a cheap disguise and hippie clothes...

Look it was going to take some time to find someone to make a costume for her, until then she had to deal with it.

The first two that lunged at her seemed the most enthusiastic, their arms morphed from simple flesh to blades that seemed to vibrate or at least pulse either way she wasn't exactly thrilled to find out. It was simple to jump over them, but unfortunately, they followed while the thug behind him waited for her to fall. It became obvious why when the third one had spikes grow out around their body and waited for her to fall into their arms.

Hugs from weird men weren't something that was really on the top of her list today. So surely he'd have no problem hugging the bladey bois over there.


Aiming her her hand downward a mass of black shot from her hand and overtook the man who was only expecting a petite stranger to drop down on him. Instead, the mass of black-looking ichor washed over him and like a whip shot him behind her colliding into the two thugs and sending them all flying into the building.

For now, she could hear the sounds of their groans while focusing on the two ahead of her and at least put them out of commission for the rest of the night.

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adam Web was leaping around more like a monkey now. Like a gibbon or something. Except this gibbon had quite a bit of spunk. A dark tendril or something of the like had made quick work of the first few enemies she faced. That confirmed it. For now, she was an ally. There wasn't time to linger on the thought, though. Farrin's own spiked-up enemy grew some replacement quills and fired away. 

Farrin dove rightward into a roll, then lunged up onto his feet. He slammed the temporal pedal down and blasted into a whir of movement. The spiked caught only the time-turner's afterimage. Temporal power pulsed through Farrin's veins like lightning crackling through the storm. He was energy. He was movement. White motes of ethereal flames cast from his form and were left in his wake. 

In a blink, Farrin was crouching before the spiker, then threw his first toward the thug's chin in an uppercut, carrying all his weight behind it. The crack of his fist echoed in every direction, but Farrin wasn't done yet. He grabbed the man's leg as he took the air, pulled him down, took a page from Web's book, and tossed him toward the next closest thug. The two crashed into the ground. A third stared in disbelief. Before he could react, Farrin closed the distance and jabbed the fella three times, knocking the daylights out of him. 

The final three near Farrin, however, wouldn't go down so easily. They exchanged glances and, with matching shrugs, fired up their quirks. One ignited with flames. The second grew ice as armor. And the third was surrounded by axes made from light or something like that. Something told the time-turner that these guys had more experience in a brawl. And, aside from them, there were still a few more by Web. This wasn't over yet. 

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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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[JoJo]

It was taking everything in her power to keep her mouth shut and not say a single word or anything. Especially considering her enemies right now are a hodge podge of quirked-up quirkee's it felt insane not being able to say one thing.

Like, come on! The situation was begging for at least one.

Unforunately, she couldn't focus on that because now she had a completely different problem. Three of these thugs were still here and one made their presence known by sending their, ...snot. One of these bastards has really decided to terrorize the night with an acid snot that their shooting from their nose.

It wasn't even like he had a big nose it was normal but he was firing snot that seemed capable of burning cement, so she didn't need to find out what they would do to her if given the chance.

So in other words she had two big guys in her face swinging pipes while another guy was staying back and shooting snot from his nose!

Although this may not be that bad a thing, perhaps if she bided her time and let them think she was in trouble, she could cook something up. For now, she had to keep moving and keep dodging so she didn't end up having boogies on her that would burn through her skin.

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 sheet of ice reached outward, engulfing the street, as the icy thug slammed his fist into the ground. Farrin boots slipped out from under him, his arms swinging wide to balance himself. How fortunate for the trio that the fiery goon beside ol' Ice Armor was heating up their surroundings enough to see them unaffected. Hopefully, Madam Web could swing around and stay airborne to avoid the obstacle Farrin now faced.

One fireball blew his way, then another. Even if he sensed the danger, he couldn't ground himself or fully control the direction of his movement. The flames engulfed the time-turner, searing away at more layers of his outerwear, revealing more of the black hero outfit below. His arms rose to defend his face, the flames dissipating shortly after contact.

Farrin had to play the newest card in his deck. The one developed with Miroru. If he didn't get above the ice, he would be doomed by it. All the speed in the world didn't count for squat if you weren't wearing the right footwear while coasting on ice. The maneuver wasn't perfected yet, but it was better than eating more fireballs head-on.

Farrin leaped. A shimmering field of emerald appeared below his right boot, and from it, he seemingly kicked off. A small gust flew out from under the field while Farrin was flung upward. Skywalking, Miroru called it. By accelerating the movement of his feet and the air below, he could shoot the air downward while the opposite reaction kicked him upward. 

A light-axe whooped through the air, spinning its way toward him. Farrin snatched it by the handle, the spinning motion slow in his eyes, then threw it toward the snot-nosed punk trying to burn Web up just a few meters over. The axe dissipated before making contact, but it grabbed snot-nose's attention. Maybe he'd make a window for Lady Web. 

"Not over yet, boyos!" Farrin shouted, kicking again and again, on a descent path. 

He lunged forward and jabbed the fiery thug right across the cheek. Concrete cracked under the thug's fall. Farrin landed beside the other two thugs and spun around in a kick. Ice-armor threw his arm up, blocking the blow. "Shite," Farrin spit out, jumping back a step. Well, he took one of three out, at least. 

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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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[JoJo]

Now the floor was lava, scratch that the floor was ice. Personally, she'd prefer lava between that and ice it seemed like the easier one that at least would have this annoyance of the night gone. Yeah, it was a little mean to wish burning death on these thugs but considering one was 'achooing' at her like a pistol it seemed warranted.

Landing on the ice she still felt at home. Battling on slippery services was whatever, it was fighting on the sticky and glue-like ones that were the problematic situation. She launched herself in the air again while two thugs were slipping and sliding while Oogie Boogie launched another snot line at the woman. Spinning her body in the air a tentacle crawled out the black covering her body and slammed through the ice to the ground.

"Alright getting sick of you now... actually it'd be better to use you."

Jo spoke under her breath to herself, she wasn't used to this thinking only business. Jo was a talker and damn it she was proud. If this guy wanted to shoot snot, by all means, let us shoot away.

A second tendril shot from her thigh and went flying towards Boogie. Unforunately for him, he wasn't quick enough to reload and was wrapped up and reeled back towards Jo like a fish.

Now a true vigilante would've smashed him so hard against that ice there'd be a detailed imprint left for all to enjoy. However, that wasn't the case tonight. Jo was a student of a hero school now, she did things a more 'merciful' way.

This meant she reeled snooty up into the air, covered there mouths so they could only breathe through the nose, and forced him to be her new to take out the remaining thugs that still had to be dealt with.

Ya know, mercy.

[Farrin]

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ists flew, crossing the distance between Farrin and his icy mark. Shards of ice glittered in the air, but for every icicle torn from the crook's armor, more took its place. Another sheet of ice grew from the villain's feet, now covering their immediate footing as well. His remaining partner, the guy summoning the axes, was slipping and sliding. So unaware, they were, of their allies. Still, this was a problem for Farrin as well. Either his feet were about to be frozen into the ground, or he, too, would slip all over the place. You need solid grounding for most punches. He had to end things now. 

A circular field of temporal energy surrounded Farrin at foot level, slowing ice's advance. He only had the space he stood in now to keep up the fight. He could air step, but that was an exhausting affair to keep up in the long term. No, this needed to end. 

Farrin kicked up the pace. His fists were a blur. Layer by layer, he peeled away the crook's armor. Surprise inched into his enemy's eyes. 

"What?" He shouted, incredulously. 

Minute fields, nearly imperceptible to the eye, were anchors to Farrin's fists. With each punch, he slowed the advance of the growing ice armor, just as he slowed the ice growing along the ground. Not bad for some on-the-spot thinking. 

"Now it's over!" Farrin shouted as the last layer shattered.

A hard right knocked the daylights out of the crook. Not wasting a single moment, Farrin grabbed onto the iceman, spun him around, and lobbed him toward the axe-wielder, who still couldn't get his footing. The crash brought the third and final of Farrin's immediate enemies down, his head smacking hard against the ice. Now, how was Lady Web doing?   

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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: JoJo
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[JoJo]

To say Jo was done, would be an understatement, not only did she wrap up Boogie. The should-be student, still vigi-ing had literally turned him into a gun. There was no other way to explain she literally used her quirk to turn him into a was using to make the two other thugs that had been causing her problem earlier with their blade arms to dance on the ice pleading for her to stop.

Now she wasn't to hold grudges, other wise she would've made good on her lava speel earlier and these thugs would've looked like something from a B-rated horror movie. No no, instead she shot and aimed solely for their feet, the snot ricocheted off and burned just enough that she saw their legs and feet forcing them to either fall onto the ice or damage their feet with just enough burn so that they were forced to sit on the ice and glare along with say angry words.

Of course, one or two shot whizzing right by their face shut them up rather quickly. Meanwhile, her makeshift gun was simply ready to give up.

He was dry completely tapped out, mumbling that he gave up while she kept punching him in the gut forcing him to shoot through the homemade barrel. At this point, she simply dropped him on the ground. His hand and legs were already tied up from her shop lesson.

He wasn't going anywhere.

Petty moment of the night had been accomplished.

[Farrin]

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lowly, the ice gave way to nature and began to melt. Farrin huffed with the exit of the adrenaline flowing through his veins. Lady Web had her situation handled, her share of the thugs vacant of any violent intent... and consciousness in some cases. They weren't dead, though, which meant whoever she was, she was one of the good guys. Maybe a little extreme, but who was Farrin to judge? He hadn't hesitated from knocking a few heads. He had work to do to improve his ability to dictate that line of damage, but today, he had put a few more threats down. An anonymous call to the police would see these guys locked away, and he could move on to help more innocent people. 

"Eh, thanks fer' the backup," he offered Lady Web. "Got a name? Well, one yuh' wouldn't mind bein' called by?" 

Giving her real name would quite obviously defeat the purpose of the odd mask she was wearing, but most heroes and vigilantes had proper professional aliases to use instead of their real names. What side of the law she fell on, he couldn't be sure, but her actions spoke enough of her character. She helped him out and didn't kill the crooks, even if they deserved quite a beat down. 

"In any case, again, I appreciate the help," Farrin said, ready to take off as soon as she did. He certainly wasn't her objective. So it stood to reason she would be off soon. He had places to be as well, helping those who needed it. 

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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: JoJo
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[JoJo]

Throwing the rest of her thugs into the pile with the rest of them, a tentacle of black shot out from her back and wrapped around them a good three times over to keep um nice and tight. Unless one of them had a buzzsaw that could heat up pretty hot they weren't ripping themselves out of that one.

However, she was onto bigger business when Windy stepped up to her and offered thanks. Of course, she couldn't shake his hand, the slight paranoid within her believed he may be the type who notices hands and might be able to recall what her hand felt like from the initial meet-up.

So instead, she threw up a peace sign and then thumbs up while jumping up for a moment...

Needless to say 1.5 seconds after performing that she was gone. Jo was completely blushing underneath that mask and was headed off to go missile dropkick someone. She was so embarrassed by her actions that the very first jump she must've gotten at least thirty feet and the first hair shot must've flicked her another twenty feet forward.

'He must never know now.'

[Pancakes]

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