[Bakiri Retsu]

Had she not had earphones in Retsu might've clued in on the fact that she was being followed a bit sooner. Then again, maybe not. With how much she'd had to deal with recently she was more than a little out of it and desperately needed a drink. In fact that was exactly what she was out to get right now. A new bar had opened and was having one of those 'opening sales' which was twice the amount of reasons she needed to go there even without factoring in recent events.

Either way the result was that she'd only caught on to the fact that she was in for a ride when it was already too late to get out scot-free. She'd entered an alley that was maybe a bit darker than the norm what with the evening gloom and the broken streetlights on her way to get drunk when the other end of said alley was cut off by a guy that had to be at least seven feet tall. Broad as a fridge too and with a maw more suited for a shark than a person. One could be forgiven for failing to spot the shorter, bug eyed teen that was standing behind him and almost seeming to be smothered by their own thick black hoodie. Or the lanky man with messy blonde hair and a crooked grin next to them that was in the process of lighting up a cigarette for that matter. 

Retsu didn't. The remainder of the group closing off the other end of the alley behind her took a bit longer for her to notice, unfortunately. Probably because of the earphones. 

"Listen, punks. Ah dunno who ya are nor what the hells y'r doin' but you've got the wrong person." Retsu growled while taking one of the earbuds out. "Ya wanna try me? Be mah guest. Ain't gonna go the way you wa-"

Her posturing was abruptly interrupted by a loud, wooden thunk. It was only when when she was halfway to the ground that her mind caught up and kindly informed her she'd been hit by sending a sharp spike of pain up the side of her head. Her first thought was 'Damn it, I just got those earphones'. Her second was only slightly more coherent. Well, it was more of an emotion than a thought, really. Anger. Pure, undiluted rage. She'd absolutely had it with everything and someone was going to pay. 

The moment she managed to get her feet under herself again.

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nother night, another practice patrol as issued by SuperNova, one of UAU's more prominent professors. These nightly practice runs fit perfectly into Farrin's schedule. His mornings were for intense physical training. Afternoon for classes and personal studies, along with some quirk-specific training. His day's waning hours usually entailed another round of physical training when Sada wasn't around, but running about the city was cardio enough with the added benefit of seeing him quell lesser offenses.

Now, technically, he wasn't supposed to get involved in anything too dangerous. If it looked like serious villain activity, protocol dictated he call the authorities immediately so a pro could handle the situation. But, danger could be subjective. What was dangerous to the roach might not be so harrowing to the lion. Farrin slotted himself in with the latter category. He had handled himself in the field quite a few times now, not that UAU was aware of his run-ins with villainy. Tell them about the groups giving him trouble, and he'd be lucky ever to leave campus again. No, for now, mum was the word. Until it wasn't. 

The time-turner leaped from one roof to the next across the massive metropolis. Skywalking, his ability to accelerate small temporal fields below his boots to "kick" through the air for a few steps saved him from some of the larger gaps, though he still couldn't cross the larger plazas or scale taller buildings with it. He was practicing that little maneuver with Miroru. It did, however, land him right atop a shorter residential complex skirting the neighborhoods between Tokyo's heart and the outskirt wards. It was there he heard the scuffle. Heard well before he saw it. 

Peeking over the edge, he saw a few figures attacking someone in an alley across the street. "Now that no' nice," he muttered, leaping over the edge and using that same skywalk maneuver to slow his descent. When his boots hit the ground, Farrin immediately went for his cell phone. A quick signal sent out to 110 assured backup would arrive eventually, but the woman clearly needed some help now. 

"Oi! Arseholes!" He called out, approaching the thugs that took up Retsu's flank. "Given yuh' one chance t'surrender now. Dun' run, I'll catch yuh'. Dun' fight, I'll win." He growing confident as of late. Extra confident. It was both a source of strength and one of his greatest weaknesses. Time to find out which way that scale leaned today.  

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[Bakiri Retsu]

For a moment after Farrin's declaration everyone stopped in their tracks. Then they all burst out laughing.

"Look, boy. I dunno where you came from but you're outnumbered six to one and the one y'r trying to keep safe is already down." Said the one closest to Farrin with a smile that held just a hint of mockery. The spindly looking woman with a colorful mohawk, enough piercings to set off a metal detector from meters away and digitigrade legs looked him in the eye as she continued. "Whatever you're getting paid ain't worth gettin' killed over."

"Don't bother, Sif." The one that had just hit Retsu said in a gravelly voice while resting his baseball bat on his shoulder. Looking more like a golem than a man he wore a dark blue beanie atop his grey, pavement-toned like head. "Peeps like that only know one language. Violence."

"Come now, Hrungnir. I'm sure the lad can see reason. Isn't that right?" Asked the final of the six goons. This one had a curly moustache, a long black overcoat and a shit-eating grin. "No need to do this the hard way. You can just turn around a- Argh!"

His gloating was cut off when he folded forward like a croissant due to Retsu's shoulder charge, the pair both crashing to the ground much closer to Farrin's location as a result.

Their blathering and posturing had given her just enough time to regain the ability to move, albeit in short bursts and not without falling over again right after. While she'd rather not rely on someone else's kindness -especially not when based on a misunderstanding- she saw few other ways to get out of this. Judging by their pointed use of norse names they were clearly telling her they were members of the ENKI System so calling for aid through that would be pointless what with them being the nearest responders.

"Oy, y'all were supposed to watch her!" The stone man shouts before rushing at Farrin and Retsu with his bat raised, a mean grin on his face making it clear he's looking for any excuse to dish out a beatdown.

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aid? Nope. Not yet. Farrin wasn't being paid a cent to lend a hand here. As a matter of fact, he needed the thugs to take the first swing at him. Then, he could claim self-defense and, as a hero student, could act without legal or academic repercussions. He was supposed to avoid danger, even while on practice patrols, not leap straight into it, but he couldn't square that away with his conscience. Student or not, to leave people to their fate when that fate entailed harm or even death wasn't heroism. Likewise, even wearing the student title, Farrin knew he was capable. He could help. So he did. 

"The lot o' yuh' talk too much," he said, a grin of his own to meet theirs. 

His comment earned the downward thrust of the bat from the golem. In Farrin's clock-dial eyes, it was a rather glacial affair. His passage through time was accelerated, which meant everything around him appeared to move slowly. So, he sidestepped the swing and threw his balled-up fist into the golem's jaw. Pain flared in his knuckles. His hero outfit protected him from most damage, but that didn't mean he didn't feel it. Punching stone was probably not the brightest idea, but he hadn't spent all those hours training on campus against the rocky spires in the practice facilities for nothing. Farrin's jabs landed like cannon fire. 

Whether it was enough to see the giant reel or not, Farrin would draw his knee up toward his chest, then thrust his foot down into the golem's shin next. If his anatomy still shared similarities with your average Joe, that would draw out some reaction. Plus, it wouldn't hurt Farrin as much as the punch courtesy of his armored boot. He needed the others to take their swings as well. Once it became entirely obvious that not only the Golem but the whole group meant him harm, he could fight back against the rest.

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[Bakiri Retsu]

The stone-faced man grinned as Farrin struck at his face, his hunger for battle plain on display. Tilting his head he rolled with the blow and grunted when he found out there was much more force behind it than he'd been expecting. Despite the impact he'd suffered he reckoned his opponent got off worse, after all, stone is harder than flesh. Yes, the stone-faced man was looking very smug right up until the second blow broke his leg. There was as much surprise as there was pain in his yell when he went down, his bat swinging sideways at Farrin out of instinct as he fell.

"Fuck! Protocol C everyone!" The lanky blond man called out before breathing in with enough force to nearly suck his cigarette into his throat. His chest began to bulge as he pulled in more and more air, the buttons of his shirt straining against the pressure. The others did not stand idly either. The moment his call came each of them got to work with efficiency akin to a well oiled machine. With a kick from her digitigrade legs the mohawked woman leapt off the ground and towards the wall, promptly kicking off once more diagonally towards the other wall in an attempt to flank Farrin. Her eyes briefly flicked to Retsu, spotting her still in the process of trying to fight the mustachioed man in an attempt to get to her feet.

Not waiting for his comrade to finish whatever he's preparing the broad, shark toothed giant of a man charged towards Farrin with loud, thumping steps. Halfway through his charge he began to rear his arm back for a punch while laughing uproarishly. Before he reaches the time turner however he abruptly stoped and jumped to the side revealing his bug-eyed companion staring straight at their opponent. Should Farrin meet his now glowing eyes spots would dance in his vision for the next minute and a sense of dizziness would set in not unlike what one would experience suffering from a migraine.

With a pained hiss Retsu finally managed to untangle herself from her opponent, rolling to the side and managing to pull herself up to one knee while supporting herself with her left arm. Her head still swam and her vision spun but nonetheless she managed to shout at Farrin.

"Ah've got Legs up there if y've got the ones up front!"

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of, shattered the Golem's leg entirely wasn't quite Farrin's objective, but it was self-defense against some areshole who was about to bleed someone's brains across the pavement. So he wouldn't beat himself up about it. The Golem was breathing. What's more, he was still swinging. Well... flailing. The bat swung so slow it hadn't set off Farrin's temporal senses. Without proper form, the swing wouldn't hit too hard, right?

Farrin's left arm rose to block the blow. A psychological tactic. If it shattered or he went unfazed, it might scare the rest of them. Unfortunately, it was swung by a man made of stone. The crack still landed hard Farrin grimaced, but he kept his composure. This was despite the new pain pulsing up his left arm. 

When the shark-man charged, though, Farrin was ready to meet the villain in kind. Except, of course, Farrin was far faster. The time-turner darted forward, then leaped. The shark started to sidestep, but not before Farrin's boot slammed into his nose. The student sprung off the giant of a man and up into the air. That's when he felt it. A flare in the back of his brain. Time warning him of danger. His head swiveled left, then right. Nothing. It was when he looked below that the danger found him. 

The world was spinning in his eyes. Slowly, again due to his accelerated senses, but spinning nonetheless. Rather than fall with his arms and legs out at a proper distance to catch the wind, he was off-mark. A temporal deceleration field shaped like a mat caught him, though it only lasted for a second. He couldn't afford to move slowly in the middle of a fight. His momentum was slowed, but the second the field dissipated, he slammed into the ground with a thud. 

"What the shite? Plastered? I dun' e'en drink," he muttered, picking himself up. 

Dozens of eyes flooded his vision. His balance was off. His quirk was still up, the world still moving slowly, but these were not the ideal conditions for a proper scrap. His left arm still pulsed, and his knees felt the fall, even if he did slow himself. This was turning out to be messier than anticipated. 

"Yup, yup, I got 'em," he replied, too disoriented to consider what was being conveyed. A civi fighting for themselves? Almost unheard of. Maybe she was ex-military or something? Those were questions for later. He had other problems at the moment.    

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[Bakiri Retsu]

Some myths were propagated to the point of being commonly accepted as true. That did not make them any more factual. Goldfish do not have a three second memory, dogs don't see in black and white and a shark's weakness isn't it nose. Nevertheless getting hit full in the face hurts and the shark man reared back in result, shaking his head as if it could get the pain off his face. With a furious roar he struck at Farrin a moment later, the huge telegraphed blow clearly packing a punch.

Despite how easily the start of the strike could be seen however its arrival would not be as clear. The lanky blond man finished his inhalation and belched forth a veritable cloud of smoke obscuring the bottom two meters of the alley. The smoke curled and almost seemed to dance, the effects of the bug eyed teen's hallucinogenic eyes becoming all the worse for the lack of other things to focus on. At the same time the mohawked woman, Sif, snorted in reaction to Retsu's words.

"Hah! You really think you can handle me? Y'r already down on the pavement you cocky bitch!" 

Kicking off towards Retsu and lashing out with a clawed kick to the head she caught her manic grin just a second too late. With a swift motion Retsu reached behind her back and pulled the contents of the sheath hidden on her lower back free. Bringing her combat knife up in front of her face she could see Sif's eyes widen as the woman only narrowly managed to pull her kick enough to stop herself from severing her own talons. Unwilling to let the opportunity go Retsu lunged at her just as the cloud of smoke reached them and sank her blade into Sif's kidney eliciting an ear piercing scream.

"Careful, dey've got knives!" Retsu shouted vaguely in Farrin's direction even as she reared back a fist and slammed it down into Sif's face bashing the back of her head against the concrete. She gulped right after to keep the contents of her stomach inside. Yeah, the hit with the bat had definitely given her a concussion.

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round bound, Farrin's stomach wasn't flipping end over end anymore. His feet were firmly planted below him. Easy to steady himself. Easier to react even under such garbage conditions. A shaky step left, and he was back in fighting form, ready to fight. Or, as ready as one blinded by smoke and eyeballs impressed in his vision could be. The dizziness didn't help, either.

When the shark threw his jab, Farrin's mind flared up again. Time fed him the danger. A massive fist ready to knock teeth from his jaw. Farrin sidestepped. Well, he tried to sidestep. A shaky leg landed only halfway to its intended location. And though Farrin's left arm rose to chop the incoming blow away, it only acted as a meat shield. A resounding crack spat pain up his arm and into his bones. 

An opportunity. The hand of the sacrificial arm opened and latched onto the shark's wrist as he tried retracting the limb. Farrin anchored himself to the second giant numbering the thug's ranks. "No' so fast, fish stick." The words were as wobbly as the man, but with his right wrist pointed downward, Farrin opened fire with the linear cannon attached to his right glove. The rounds hit hard, then exploded into a frigid liquid - a freezing adhesive meant to keep the big fella still. 

After that, Farrin brought his right arm up and swung high repeatedly. Some of the blows might be shrugged off, Farrin's stance not quite firm enough to deliver maximum impact, but he was aiming for the shark's face, and he was throwing those jabs at a million miles an hour, or so he'd like to think. Anything that connected would still hurt like hell. Hopefully, it was enough to put the second mound of muscle down so he could start working his way into the smaller enemies. Retsu's warning wasn't lost on him, but those were the threats a future Farrin would face. First, he had to fry the big fish. Well - knock him out.  

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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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[Bakiri Retsu]

Taking like a fish to water was a common expression for someone well suited to a specific circumstance. Fortunately for Farrin taking like a shark to ice was not and 'fish sticks' groaned in discomfort as his mobility on land was reduced to something far more similar to the species his quirk made him resemble.

"Why- does- he- keep- going- for- my- nose-?!" Fishsticks cried out between blows, his voice slurring just a little bit more with each blow before he finally toppled over awkwardly, his legs somewhat holding him up even as the rest of his body refused to cooperate. 

With Sif down for the count as well their numbers were cut in half and the tide was decidedly turning against them. Even less fortunately for the mustachioed man Retsu had dragged down with her when she leapt towards Farrin the smoke cloud left him unable to realize this fully. With an arrogant huff he twirled his mustache and pulled out an entire needle-shaped spear as long as his arm and made of bristly hair. Throwing it in the direction of the vaguely Farrin-shaped silhouette deeper in the smoke he turned towards Retsu, drew another spear and took a fencer's stance.

"I'd apologize for not offering mercy but a ruffian such as you is undeserving. En garde!"

With a wet squelch Retsu pulled the knife that totally wasn't hers out of Sif. 

"If ah didna know better ah'd say ya love the sound of y'r own voice."

On the other side of the alley the bug eyed teen and the lanky blond man had a slightly better idea of how things were turning out. Sharing a nod the former stood in front of the latter with their arms raised into a guard stance that looked highly unimposing with his rather short frame. For the second time this encounter the blond one inhaled deeply, sucking in a mix of air and smoke as he pulled out a lighter. Clearly obscuring vision wasn't his goal this time.

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ne eye shut. Then another. And another. Farrin's feet were firm below him. Dizziness continued to plague his mind, but the fever had broken, the mental flu bending his senses reduced to a far more manageable cold. Fewer eyes imposed in his sight, his head a little less hazy, and his senses slowly restored. Farrin heard it before he saw it, the swoosh of air parting before the sharpened tip of the projectile. Another flare, another warning. 

A small wall of emerald hue formed behind Farrin, and as the spear passed through it, it slowed to a crawl. Farrin spun, snatched the weapon out of the air, and delivered one final blow to the wavering shark's head with the blunt side of the spear, ensuring his removal from the brawl, then burst ahead in the Bug-Eyes and the Blondie's direction. 

"No more o' this shite," he muttered. 

Vacating the thick of the smog, the enemies' strategy became clear. One one playing shield for the other. Farrin discarded the spear and brought his arms to bear, both hands aiming in the crooks' direction. With the downward flick of his wrists, the cannons fired again. This time, both launched stun rounds in Blondie and Bug-Eyes' direction. Either blondie could eat both rounds and almost certainly be rendered unconscious, or he could get out of the way and let the disorienting bug take the hit. Either way, Farrin would speed ahead and lunge forward, throwing his weight into a hard jab aimed toward whoever was still standing. If both had dodged his ranged attack, he would target Bug-Eyes first. He couldn't chance another attack on his senses. Lose his sense of sight fully and his fields might not form correctly. Hopefully, the victim, who was sounding as though she might not make the easiest of victims, was fairing better on her end. 

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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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[Bakiri Retsu]

Raising one hand to sign for her opponent to wait for a moment Retsu cast a quick glance over her shoulder before looking back his way. With a raised eyebrow and a mocking look on her face she took a step back.

"So, lahk, ya do realize ah dun' gotta fight ya, right?"

"Get back here you ruffian!"

The moment the mustached swordsman ran at her Retsu kicked off and leapt straight into his guard, his hair-sword cutting a furrow along her side that she ignored as she crashed into him, her knife in between them with the point aiming right at him.

"Ah kent believe ya fell for this shite twice." Retsu said as he toppled once more, her eye blinking in disbelief. She shrugged. Not her problem. The well-meaning stranger however definitely was. She was lucky not to be recognized but she didn't feel like testing how much longer that'd last. Best to get out before the smoke cleared, literally and figuratively.

While Retsu made her escape on one side of the cloud the fighting wasn't quite done yet on the other. The bug eyed teen's fighting style was ill-suited to deal with ranged projectiles and the way his pupils dilated made it clear his quirk wasn't ready to be used again. The combination caused him to be hit by the first and get glanced by the second, something that did little good for them as it still hit his companion after sliding past him.

With his inhalation abruptly cancelled by the round slamming into his chest the blond man sputtered, fire spilling out of his mouth and over his ally's head. Unlike the veritable gout of flames it was intended to be however the interruption that caused him to go down resulted in the fire coming out as small, easily dodged spouts as he hacked and wheezed. 

One of them went past Farrin, too far off course to be worth dodging. The moment it hit the smoke cloud behind him the entire thing went up in flames, an intense gust of superheated air blowing through the alley as a result of the gas's combustion. 

When the smoke cleared Retsu was gone, nought but two of the enemies laying groaning on the ground where she'd been before Farrin had gone to deal with the rest.

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 thunderous boom roared behind Farrin. The sheer force of the explosion rocketed the time-turner forward into an unintended roll, one he managed to leap up out of, courtesy of his temporal perception of the world, but not without flying past his marks. When Farrin turned to face the two, he found bug-eyes toppled over and Blondie disoriented. They were exposed. A seconds-long opportunity to most was as minutes to Farrin. Messy as it was, this was his moment. 

Farrin sped toward Blondie's back and slammed his armored boot behind the crook's knee. Immediately, the goon collapsed. With both targets now grounded, Farrin aimed one more stun round for each of their legs. They were already slowed from the previous rounds. This was the finishing touch. Two loud cracks echoed through the alley, the stun rounds rendering both criminals unconscious. 

Farrin's eyes rose to the rest of the alley. The two big fellas were still down, and then there were these two, and a few more lining the other end. But no victim. "Oi!" He called out. "Where in the blazin' hell'd she go?" He could speed around the block in search of the victim, but his legs still shook, his back was seared, and his left arm pulsed. The accumulative damage bypassed his waning adrenaline. Even time-turned, Farrin didn't heal like some others could. Faster than normal for sure, but his healing was no good in the middle of a scrap. Plus... he wasn't really supposed to be taking heroic actions. He needed to vacate - fast. 

A quick, anonymous call to the police, and a swift ascent to the alley's rooftops later, and Farrin sat. Close enough to detain the criminals if they stirred, far enough that the police wouldn't find him without a thorough search - which they had little reason to conduct. When the thugs were packed away and carted off, he would start back toward campus with naught but questions and the slight satisfaction found in helping someone in need, even if they were a little suspicious themselves.   

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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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✓ Not the nose! Why does he keep targeting it?! An unlikely team! Great job you two!! (Retsu has capped for this month, great job Jinx!!) [break][break]

+ 7.500 EXP!

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Retsu - 18.000 // 25.500 [break]
Farrin - 1.250 // 8.750

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