[Shion Utsui]

終ノ空 Arm, forehead, left leg, lower back. Shion remembered these places hurting like hell for the past few days- they still did, though to a more bearable extent. In his hospital ward, he looked up from the sink of the bathroom to see the number of bandages on his body- it wasn't Halloween yet, and he was already looking like a mummy. "Utsui-san, please come to the front desk!" Obliging, the magenta-haired youth gathered his things and changed out of his hospital clothes, not bothering to look back at the bed he had spent the long nights in. It was by the window, yet no light ever seemed to come through to meet him. The nurse, a Filipina in her 30's with fluent Japanese, handed Shion one of those old dial-up phones. It looked like this place hadn't made any technological changes in a while. "It's for you." He took the phone, putting it by his ear and listening intently to whoever was on the other side. Opposed to his usual cheery attitude, there wasn't any smile to be seen as the voice on the other end harped on. No one would've guessed that it was someone close calling him. "Yeah. . . " That's all Shion said in response. Weakly, as if nothing from the other end was anything he wanted to hear. This was no conversation, just a one-sided relay of a message. His grimace grew the longer he listened, something appearing to snap eventually. A bandaged hand pulled the telephone away from the side of his. Separating him entirely from whoever was speaking to him.  Despite there being noise of a voice continuing to talk on the other end, the youth handed it back to the nurse with a blank expression. Gesturing for her to take this off his hands. "I'm done." He said plainly, moving on to be checked out and exiting the hospital through the front door. It was already beginning to get dark. The evening sky was an illuminated blue with hints of orange, the time of an oppressive sunset having long passed. By all means, it would have been logical for Shion to just go "home" to U.A. Why stay outside when the entire city felt like it was going to sleep? But he stayed, standing by the steps of the hospital and gazing up at the sky. He longed to fly. Fly away into it and leave this world that had caused him pain- even for a little. Are- are things like this going to keep happening?  Is this the life I signed up for? Claudio Bernardo

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heheBut a moon shouldn't grow in the sky. No, in fact, it no longer held along with the tilting of the world as the day turned to night; its spirals became clearer, and the white planes between became clear to see. The moon stared over the world, and, at the sight of something in this world below it, it billowed closer to Shion. As it came closer and closer, the shape of the moon would change, turning in on itself, compounding, and shaping itself a new, unlikely shape — the silhouette of a man hid there, in the center of it, and only cast its form by the skies shifting moods.

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heheIt plunged down to the world, at the sidewalk, just beside the witch. A foggy mist spread across the space, becoming a foggy mist that, ultimately, blanketed the pavement. And from it sprung, a coalescing mass forming up from the trace of spirals, the shape of the man — Claudio bounced forward, grinning all the while.

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hehe"Yo, B'oomshtick!" he cheered, "you're not dead! Well, they said you were fine ove' the phone, but it'sh still reassuring to see it myzelf, y'know?"

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heheClaudio, by contrast to the bandages strewn over the witch, had little to say with regard to injuries. The only detail of damage, beyond the scars he wore proudly again today — his jacket swayed open at the front, revealing his chest and abdomen — were wrappings about his knuckles and lower fingers.

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hehe"It'sh g'eat to have ya being, y'know, not dead n' stuff."

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heheHe stepped closer, bending and twisting as he did.

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hehe"Ya wanna fly back?" His grin curled. "I know we're not suppozed to be uzing our quirksh in public and all–" a few people still dotted the street around them, some turning their contemptuous eyes to him as he bubbled with energy– "but c'mon, it'll be fun, I promize! It'll be way bette' than a cab or train!"

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[Shion Utsui]

終ノ空 [Now Playing: Unchanging] What's. . . that? The moon normally didn't appear at this time of day- even if it was almost night. He looked straight towards the swirling phenomenon, before it suddenly darted towards him. ". . . !" Shion's body moved on its own. After suffering so much at the hands of his mind's own recklessness, it was no wonder that self-preservation would kick in above all else. Just as the phenomena landed, he rolled backwards on the pavement he was on. His back hurt from doing such a move on a bumpy surface- but there was no time to think of such things. First of all, eyes on the threat. The youth stood up to take a look at who it was, only for all tension to go away once that youthful voice met his ears. "Eh. . ." Despite being covered in bandages, Shion's of expression of surprise was clearly one could laugh at. Though, as he stood up straight his expression changed to slight annoyance. Claudio would see "Broomstick" walking up towards him with such a pouty face, before he'd feel a finger poke at what forehead was exposed underneath the white masses of cloudy hair. "I told you to call me "Shion" already, didn't I?" But this complaint didn't appear to be all that serious, as when he readjusted himself with his hands on his waist, a simple happiness overcame the smidge of hostility that was there. A smile Claudio hadn't seen in around three days. "Happy to see you worried about me, though. . . Glad to see you're okay!" The incident had resulted in casualties. But the light in the darkness was the fact that no one in their had lost their lives that day- even though Shion had clearly heard that Emilia was in critical condition. At least, the one person he vaguely knew in that group was fine. Claudio was now quite up in his personal space, almost shoving his entire being into Shion's. The youth just lightly held him away by the twisting and shifting shoulders, wondering just how this weird little dude functioned socially being like this. "Well, the only one getting in trouble would be you- I've had a permit for the past few years, so I'll be fine." Shion replied calmly, checking his phone case to see if he had said laminated card of paper. "But it should be fine. It's not like anyone's going to prioritize some flying hoodlums over rebuilding the city." Putting his phone back in a different bag that was obtained after the old one unfortunately blew up last week, he glanced back to look at the hospital that was right next to both the redhead and the cloud. Portions of the women's ward had their walls blown open and windows shattered. Though the structural integrity of the building wasn't in peril at all, there was still evidence of damage caused in the crossfire of the uprising. It said a lot when even a damaged building needed to stay operational- every other hospital in Shibuya must have had their hands full. "Got a broom? Mine didn't survive the mission." Shion looked back to Claudio, no longer musing as much over the city they'd soon see more of. Claudio Bernardo

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]hehe"And I think I told you–" he pushed a finger back at Shion, digging his index into Shion's forehead just as he had Claudio's– "that the name ishn't fo' you' sake, Dummy! Not in the way you'e thinking about it, anyway!" His arm stretched, stretched, and stretched even further as he poked at Shion, aiming for the same general area of forehead — how accurate, he couldn't really tell — endlessly pursuing his classmate for however long it took until it found its just retribution.

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hehePulling his hand away, Claudio placed both it and its opposite on either of his hips, cocking his head to the side as he did. His grin was, as it tended to be, a lopsided grin accompanied by a pair of youthful, springing eyes, ones wide in their view and attentive of every little thing they held, as though they couldn't so much as drop a single piece. Even more so than the day of the elemental encounter, he turned and focused with another layer of precision.

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hehe"Besidesh, you told me to do a bunch of thingsh last time, and I'm still not gonna do 'em, y'know?"

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heheHe snapped his fingers, revealing the few bandages around his knuckles and close to the middle joint of each digit. "I'm glad hega'dless, though! Ya looked p'etty houghed up lasht I saw ya. Maybe not ash much ash Blondie did, don't get me w'ong, but definitely wo'se for wea'; oh, by the way! Did you happen to get a good look at that bike' person? I didn't get to see if they were al'ight."

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heheHe still didn't have a clue what their whole deal was. As far as his tally went, every other combatant — himself included, of course — was some form of student. For "The Rumbling," as it had been dubbed, he knew at least this to be the case. He heard that the other catastrophes, many more involving other titans of varying abilities and appearances, had similar situations of odd assists. Some vigilantes, sure, but also several unidentified and, as was popularly mandated, villainous individuals took part, and that biker lady seemed to account for another such case. Whether they were a villain or a vigilante remained a mystery.

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hehe"Wait, what?" He leaned in with his hands still on his hips. "You need an actual b'oom to uze you' quirk? I thought you jusht like, summoned it, o' something; generated it! Y'know?" He raised a hand to his chin, squinting as he got into Shion's face. He hummed for a moment.

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hehe"Wei'd. Supe' wei'd."

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heheHe stepped away, bouncing on his feet as he did. His focus shifted away for a moment, eyeing the nearby streets with those wide eyes of his, as he continued to speak.

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hehe"Seemsh heally inconvenient to me. Doesh it have to be a b'oom, by the way? Like, what countsh ash 'a b'oom' for you? Are there any guidelinesh to what countsh fo' one? O' doesh it jusht have to be a stick with brishtles somewhere on it? O', actually, does it need brishtles? Cuz I don't think there'sh one standa'd material of brishtles."

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heheSomewhere along the street, Claudio's gaze fixed on something. He reached into his backpack for a moment, shuffling through its contents before, eventually, pulling out a wallet, and from that he pulled a number of bills. Japanese bills, as he was now growing used to. With the bills in hand and the wallet back in his bag, Claudio's arms stretched out across the street, flying across the street in a moment before returning — now relieved of money — with a broom.

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hehe"Well, whateve'!" He handed the broom to Shion before squatting down. His legs coiled like springs, twisting and tightening as he got closer to the floor. "Let'sh get going before it getsh way too da'k!"

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heheThe cloud shot off into the air, leaping off of his coiled form into, again, his puffy shape. Behind Shion, roaring as he ran from across the street, a burly man with a raised fist — money held within it — hollering with his face full of red. He mostly screamed up at the cloud, but, as he charged toward the other student, he supposed they would suffice. He was a bit slow, though.

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hehe"Also before you get anothe' injury, B'oomshtick!"

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[Shion Utsui]

終ノ空 "Gueh-" Claudio's poke was for sure stronger than his own. As the bendy arm stretched out and pushed on Shion's forehead further and further, the youth was eventually forced to push the cloud's arm out of the way to keep himself from falling flat on his ass.  Skin on the knuckles that were almost hard like fingernails brushed against cotton bandages, as their respective owners must've looked quite odd, entertaining even with their own weird little banter. "Okay okay, stop! I don't wanna hear it!" It had almost been a month since the incident that was possibly Shion's greatest shame to date. Not only did he get rejected, but it had to be some Brazilian doofus who'd never let him live it down! But. . . was it all that bad? Shion took his hands off his ears, his expression growing less sour.  He had friends before- but it'd been a while since someone showed him some care while not coddling his feelings at the same time. Compared to Sadako's methods, this felt somewhat as effective as therapy. Or maybe it was just the feeling of happiness at seeing someone familiar. "Right. . . I got so roughed up trying to save that helmet lady. Didn't see her face, but those bombs! Man, I'd like to use them again!" There was a specific joy in being able to touch and use military equipment in active combat. For Shion, using that AT-Grenade was like throwing a baseball that could blow up! He was woken up from his dream of holding explosives by suddenly having a broom shoved into his hands. From the looks of it, Shion trusted Claudio to have paid for it. . . but did he really? He remembered hearing somewhere that South Americans outright stole a lot of the time. Well, that'd be another charge to add on top of illegal quirk usage. "Well. . . brooms, mops, and big brushes work fine! I've never tried with anything too different because I don't know what'll-" And then Claudio just took off mid-sentence, leaving Shion in a cloud that was far browner and mustier than that of the student. He coughed, before materializing Toto in a twist of flesh to chase after his classmate. . . and friend? "Hey, wait!" But Claudio was right- it was getting quite dark. It was a scene Shion had seen countless times, but the sunset was beautiful as always, only today that some of the clouds were turned dark gray from blocking Sol in all her radiance.  The light almost looked like it was coming out of the clouds themselves. . . Claudio Bernardo

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheClaudio was no thief. Rather, he was an impromptu buyer; yes, that was it! He had simply purchased something the retailer didn't know they were selling, that was it! Claudio laughed at the thought. As he soared higher and higher up, the cloud kept laughing. From the waist down, he was made entirely of clouds, sitting his torso like a little mountain peaking over the sky, giggling to himself all as he did.

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heheAnd Shion could keep up! He had wondered before, during the pandemonium of the erupting earth, whether or not the witch could match his pace. He was maybe just a tad bit slower than himself, but more than enough to comfortably fly alongside; while his classmates had been left to recover as they needed, Claudio hadn't needed to slow his pace and, instead, continued to indulge in practice — though some might call his methods closer to "buffoonery." Even the wraps around his hands were mostly just for show.

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heheThe sun in the distance had already begun to embrace the horizon. Half of it had disappeared beyond the distance curve, with the hues of blue and purples soon overturning the traces of orange still present and pushing them past. Claudio basked in the colors of the onsetting night, smiling that ear-to-ear grin full of pearly white teeth.

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hehe"C'mon, c'mon!" he cheered, raising his hands over his head as the two ascended. The wind rushed past his face, kissing either of his cheeks and wrapping around him as he flew higher. "It'sh no good flying too low — it'sh way bette' the highe' you go! More vib'ant, way more to see from so high up!"

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heheClaudio's body twisted all the way around its clouded axis, looking towards Shion as he flew backward.

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hehe"Ya probably al'eady know that, now that I think about it." He rubbed his chin. "Do ya have a limit where ya stop flying? I know it can get supe' ha'd to breathe fo' mosht people if ya go too high; me? I jusht get hid of my lungsh! And, well, moshtly everything else, too, when I do that, but ya get my point — clouds don't have to breathe, after all."

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heheHe slowed his pace just a smidge, keeping by Shion's side as they flew.

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hehe"But you guysh? Man, you take some serioush punishment with all you' stuff. Eshpecially you. I definitely wouldn't wanna take on anything like that titan head-on, but you guysh heally went the dishtance in making me feel like I wash gonna be the only guy left; d'ya know how ha'd you almosht bit it when ya froze up? I swear, I didn't know if I would heach ya in time fo' the shove. Something get in you' head o' what?"

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[Shion Utsui]

終ノ空 Like ravens returning to roost, two black shadows took off and danced across the tricolored sky. It was far from being a whole flock, but everyone knew that whether you were alone or not. . . made all the difference in how you flew. As they soared higher and higher, soft clouds brushed past Shion's person before spitting them out as they formed a grey carpet that looked as if it could be walked on. His head turned upwards, gazing into the blue and orange expanse. I wonder. . . How many people there are that've never seen a sky like this. Words carried on the wind made his eyes move to the half-cloud boy who was in the middle of said void. The only indication of there being an up or down being where the natural clouds were situated. "I think- this is about as high as I can go." Shion appeared to be wistful about something, clearly not focused entirely on his conversation with Claudio. Is there somebody out there, who lives their whole life without seeing something like this? "Big sis' could probably go up to the ozone layer though, she's strong like that." It was unknown to pretty much everyone that the youth even had siblings. With a sweet, yet mature coating that was put over his person- it was natural to assume that someone like him was an only child that got everything he needed to be a whole person. Shion held on tight to Toto, even though the flowing of his magenta hair made it look like his head could be taken away by the wind at any moment. ". . ." Claudio would receive a quiet look that conveyed all that needed to be said, which wasn't much at all. "Sorry, Kisai. I burdened you and everyone else when that happened." The youth that admitted to his fault, didn't seem to share in the cloud's joviality when talking about the attack on Tokyo. If it wasn't for Claudio's help, it was likely that both he and the motorcycle-girl he was trying to help would've met their end there. "That was my first time fighting a villain for real. . . a lotta stuff was new to me that day." Though, Shion tried to light up the mood on his own by giving the boy flying next to him a smile. He needed to show that he was able to bear with what happened and keep going. That he had the resolve not to be left behind by Kisai-kun. "But that wasn't like you, though! You looked pretty comfortable beating the snot outta that giant!" His finishing blow was without a doubt the climax of the spectacle. While everyone else was biting the dust, Claudio appeared to be in his element battling a foe to the death. It was far from noticeable at first, but not even Shion appeared to realize what was appearing on his skin. That red line coming down the side of his face. . . had a wound reopened? Same as the color of living blood, yet impossible to be a liquid with the speed it traveled down his neck and quickly spread to his forearm. It was like a tattoo with how it appeared to be sown into his skin like a massive thread. Not only was it an eerie shade of red, but it also appeared to glow similarly in the way a traffic light would. Claudio Bernardo

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