[May Twenty-First]

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May Twenty-First//Artemis

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In a dimly lit dormitory room, heavy curtains were drawn tightly shut, shrouding the space in an almost somber security. The only source of illumination in the room was the occasional and almost eerie flicker of lightning from the storm raging outside, each flash casting fleeting, ghostly shadows upon the walls. The air of the dorm was still, like it hadn’t been opened at all that day.

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The room belonged to May, a student at UAU. The dormitory was fairly clean, save the remnants of a meal long forgotten about sitting on the small kitchenette’s counter. On one of the walls, hung May’s bow. A silent witness of the rooms lonely interior.

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Standing in the recently opened doorway, in the shaft of light that pushed it’s way into the room was the red haired Satori. Known as Repulsor to most of his students, but also known as Uncle Satori to the female who called this dorm home. He reached up, tousling loose strands of red hair as he leaned against the doorframe. The still air in the room was telling to him. His fuchsia eyes rolled over the drawn curtains, the untouched meal. Satori sighed lightly.

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“Only one place she could be during a storm.” He said in idle amusement, though her wrinkled his nose, not looking forward to what came next. Physically or emotionally. He turned, tugging the door shut and locking it with the spare key May had given him on her first day before making his way towards the nearby stairwell.

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At the top of the stairs, Satori noted the bobby pin sticking out of the lock of the door that lead out onto the roof. He stifled a small chuckle, “Never one to let a lock stop you…” He mused, tugging the bobby pin out of the lock and opening the door. The roof was dark, save the occasional flashes of lightning lighting up it’s soaked surface. It didn’t take long for his eyes to find the lonely pink-haired form sitting on the edge of the roof that faced the front of the school.

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Satori regretted not bringing his umbrella. With a small sigh he stepped out into the rain, letting the door close behind him with a click. Likely unheard because of the rain coming down in literal sheets. He walked across the roof, coming to stand beside none other than May, her dual-colored eyes staring up at the sky. She was completely soaked but seemed not the least bit concerned that a bolt of lightning could strike her down at any moment. Satori took a small peek over the edge at the long drop but then slid down into a sitting position behind the young woman, giving her space but sitting close.

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“Figured you might be up here.” Satori said, loud enough so May could hear it over the rain and rumbling of thunder.

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The young woman said nothing, just giving a small nod of agreement as she leaned back on her hands, legs kicking back and forth. Satori followed her gaze to the sky and decided to give her the moment, sitting there and admiring the sky much like she was. He wasn’t nearly as fearless as she was when it came to the destructive power of mother nature. But then, few things were as scary when your life was on a shorter clock than most he imagined.

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[May Twenty-First]

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May Twenty-First//Artemis

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As the pair of them sat looking out over the city stretching out in the distance, being lit up my intermittent bolts of lightning, Satori eventually spoke.



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“So you going to tell me what’s up?”



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May chewed on her lower lip gently and shrugged, “Nothing is up. Just wanted to watch the storm.” She said softly, looking up at the sky. So glad that the rain did it’s job to hide her tears.



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“You don’t miss three days of classes, because you want to watch a storm, May That’s not the sort of lack of dedication I expected from you.” Satori’s words were sharp, but also caring in a way. He was disappointed in her, but he did care.



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~Always one to see right through me.~



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May let out a small sigh and clasped her hands in her lap, “I can’t keep up with them.” She said suddenly, giving no real context.



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“Keep up with who?” Satori prised gently.



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“My classmates. I can’t keep up with them in any of the hero courses.” She frowned a little bit.



Satori paused for a long moment. Trying to decide if May needed a bit of reality, or encouragement. Maybe both. He turned his gaze from her, back to the city, “And?”



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May furrowed her brows and looked over, a bit flustered, “What do you mean, and? How am I supposed to be a hero alongside people who can outdo me with their bloody pinky finger?”



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Satori raised an eyebrow, “When did being a hero become some sort of competition to you? Do you think that because you’re not as strong as them, that you can’t be just as much of a hero? Because if that’s the case, you should just quit while you’re ahead. Because there will always be someone stronger than you.”



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May furrowed her brows, “I…It’s not a competition! But I…I feel so useless! I can’t…do the things they can!”



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“Then do better!” Satori shot back, perhaps a bit more sharply than he intended.



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May shrunk back and sniffed slightly, reaching up to wipe a nose that didn’t need it because of the rain, “I’m trying.”



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“Not hard enough you’re not. I’m not sure what you expected of this path, but it’s not all roses, butterflies and successes kiddo. It’s not an easy road you’ve chosen despite all of us telling you not to. But if you’re going to walk it, you’re going to walk it properly. With your chin up and putting every bit of effort you have into it.” Satori climbed to his feet, stumbling slightly and catching himself before he took a tumble off the edge of the roof.



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He cast a judging gaze down at May, “If you skip classes again. I will personally sign your dismissal from the hero track. Do better, or don’t bother. For someone who wants to give their whole selves to being a hero, to sacrifice their entire being for others. I expected more.”



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“Uncle Satori!” She said, clearly upset. But he was already turning, stepping off the edge of the roof.



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“If you expected me to come here and coddle you, confirming what you seem to already think in your heart. I won’t. I encouraged you to walk this path despite the rest of the families wishes because I believed in you. Think about what you want May, because after a certain point there’s no going back. You’re either all-in as a hero, or you’re not a hero. Plain and simple. I’ll see you in class tomorrow, or I won’t be seeing you in it again.” And then he was gone, a shockwave ringing out from beneath his feet and launching him high into the air, blowing a wave of rain over May and soaking her even more thoroughly.



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May stared at the spot her Uncle had just departed from. His words had stung, more than a bit. She wanted to yell and deny them. But the problem was, he was right and she knew it. She tugged a knee up to her chest, wrapping her arms around it as she digested the confrontation she’d just had.



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She had some thinking to do.

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