[Freja Helt]

When someone you have never met invites you to a party on the outskirts of the city, do you accept?

It probably depends on who you are and most people would say no, but Freja had been through a lot lately. Between her friend Emilia almost getting killed in the elemental attacks, to dealing with the fact that her original self died five years ago, she had a lot on her mind. The sound of getting away from it all, even if it was just for one night, it was all too enticing for the desperate student.

She should have known it was a trap.

She didn't know anyone there and from what she could gather, no one there actually knew each other. Still, she got to socializing and drinking, and it wasn't until they were a couple hours in that things started to go wrong. How wrong? Think everyone around you get mass hypnotized into being zombies kind of wrong. She had been running for her life, eventually stumbling out into the backyard where a woman she had talked to earlier in the night was now trying to presumably rip her throat out.

''S-Stop!! Please don't do this!'' She pleaded, her bat was the only thing that separated her and the zombie woman. Something she had noticed was that right around when everyone started going crazy, these big colorful mushrooms started sprouting out of the tops of their heads. Could it be connected to the hypnosis? ''Listen, I'm really sorry!'' She couldn't hold her back anymore, so Freja kicked the zombie in the ankle, causing her to stumble low enough for her to swing and bat the mushroom off of her head. The zombie quickly collapsed, falling onto the ground. Freja checked her pulse, unconscious.

She had every opportunity to run and get help, but who could say what would happen in the time it took for the heroes to get here? She couldn't rely on them tonight. This was a call to action. She had to figure out who was controlling these people and turning them into mushroom zombies.

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Having just played a show not to far away, Sho was on his way home when the chaos started. Whatever was going on in that area wasn't too far from him and his curiosity got the best of him. He was no hero, but he was someone who was physically capable of responding to threats. [break][break]

The scene in front of him was basically the plot of a horror movie. People shuffling around like zombies with...mushrooms on their heads? He'd seen a lot but this was certainly new. Taking out his phone he would open the tracker he had with his other siblings just to make sure they weren't involved OR the cause of this situation. Rui was back home, Ume was out likely eating somewhere and Lil wasn't even in Tokyo. Probably with Cal. [break][break]

This was a job for Gyrfalcon rather than Sho. If there was some sort of chemical warfare going on he'd need to use his quirk. He would don his Mask of Shadows and grab his sword Black Talon from his car. Luckily he had travelled with it this time. Dashing onto the scene with his sword in it's katara form he would spot a familiar face, Freja. She wouldn't be able to recognize him so in this case he decided it would be best to engage with her professionally and keep things short "What's the situation?" he would stand above her, noting that she didn't have a mushroom on her head. Perhaps it was because she was quirkless? Who knows.

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[Freja Helt]

She almost jumped out of her own skin when Shadow Mask appeared. First fighting monsters, then jumpscares? Tonight was not her night. Then again, Shadow Mask didn't seem to be a part of this. ''Are you a hero?'' He didn't look like any she might recognize. Did it even matter if he wasn't? If he was here to help she wasn't about to tell him to buzz off. Not that she would ever dream of it considering how he looked. Heck, she would rather take on the house of zombies than guy covered in shadows wielding a sword, she had played enough video games to recognize what a boss fight looked like. ''N-Never mind.''

She looked back at the house, pointing with her bat. ''There was- It was just a normal party, but then everyone started going crazy and these mushrooms started growing on their heads. I don't know what they want, but I think someone is controlling these people. I think you can end their trance by taking out the mushroom.'' She gestured to the unconscious woman next to them. ''But there has to be someone behind this, right? I...'' She realized that in her panicked state she had just started rambling. ''Sorry, I'm Freja. Are you.. here to help?'' Please say yes, please say yes. A couple more zombies started shambling out of the basement towards them. The vast majority were still inside the house, but it looked like these stragglers were raring to attack Sho and Freja.

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"Gyrfalcon." he would state flatly "If you recognize the name you should know that I'm not a hero. I'm here for a job." a lie but he had a reputation he had to protect and if he needed to be villain in Freja's eyes to keep her in the dark about his identity than he would be glad to take that on. She clearly didn't feel confident enough to take him on regardless and she'd be dumb to do so if there was a zombie outbreak.[break][break]

Her panicked explanation would have proven to him that she wasn't the reason for this outbreak even if he didn't have knowledge ahead of time with who Freja was. "Why are you unaffected." he knew the answer, but if everyone else was at the house party and she wasn't perhaps she was immune to the quirk? Maybe the mushroom affected quirk factors. He'd need to see it in action.[break][break]

The zombies were the perfect opportunity to test this theory. He'd glance over at the one that was knocked out and notice the mushroom had been removed "Target the head. Remove the mushroom, and we'll move inside the house." he wasn't about to let Freja get killed, but he couldn't be as supportive as he was before. With a powerful step he would launch forward and use his dagger to puncture the mushroom on the head so it would crumble as it fell off and with a swift kick to the abdomen he would move person out of the way.

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[Freja Helt]

She shook her head gently. ''I'm not familiar.'' Gyrfalcon? Maybe it was someone Guts and the Hummingbirds were familiar with? She wasn't exactly well-connected with the vigilante or villain world, which was honestly for the better considering how frowned upon that was by UAU. ''Well, glad to have you either way.'' She had to admit, teaming up with someone, even a total stranger who might kill her later was better than facing this whole problem alone.

''Huh? I uh..'' She mulled it over for a few seconds. ''Well, for starters I'm quirkless, maybe it works based on people's quirks or something?'' No, there had to be more to it. A quirk this powerful couldn't just take control of a whole group of people and not come with any downsides. ''Actually.. I think it's touch-based.'' She vividly remembered the moment when everyone turned, but she was embarrassed to admit why she had such a good view of it. ''I don't really know anyone here, and when I don't know anyone at a party I tend to just find a wall somewhere to lean against while everyone else parties.'' Classic wallflower moment. ''It spread, it started with one person, then one person touched two people, who touched two more people and suddenly there was a forest of mushroom heads.'' She shrugged. ''I was grabbed at one point, but I'm fine?''

''Right! Let's go!'' She nodded, hands trembling as she held her bat ready and moved up to the backdoor of the house. ''They have to be protecting someone since they're all staying in one place. Maybe their master?'' She lowered her voice to a whisper as she looked over at Gyrfalcon. ''Maybe if one of us lure them out here, the other can go look for the quirk user upstairs?''

BANG.

Something slammed against the backdoor, several zombies threatening to bust it down any second now.

Shō Matsui

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"Mhm." the usual friendliness he displayed to Freja whenever they met up was gone. He didn't harbor any ill will towards Frjea or even question why she was here. Frankly he didn't know much about her personal life aside from her being a UAU student, quirkless, and her penchant for vigilantism that got her injured more often than not. "Quirkless, huh? You sure you can hold your own? I don't save anyone who can't save themselves so if you get turned into a mushroom head you'll get the same treatment." he knew Freja could hold her own but once again this was a way to keep her at arms length about everything related to him.[break][break]

Her story about why she was here and what she knew did give him valuable information. If it originated from one person and the party was normal up until the point that Freja was mentioning, this meant that the original person was definitely still inside. "If you're unaffected then I guess you'd be a good distraction but if you're going to piss yourself," he'd point to her trembling hands "you're more of a liability."[break][break]

Without warning Sho would shoot out multiple arms from his back which would move through the air in an arc before grabbing four infected people by the throat and slamming them into the ground, pinning them as they struggled to move. Whether Freja would be okay with this brutality didn't matter and if they were drinking prior to this then they wouldn't even feel it. "Go touch a mushroom. I want to see if you're actually immune."

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[Freja Helt]

She frowned at the quirkless comment. ''I'm quirkless, not helpless!'' She was used to it, but that didn't make it any nicer to be doubted for it. ''I'm a UAU student, I know what I'm doing.'' Was it wise to tell him? Probably, probably not, but it didn't really matter, she wasn't thinking long term. She was thinking about the here and now, and right now she needed Gyrfalcon to trust her enough to take out this mushroom overlord with her.

She looked down at her trembling hands, oh wow, they really were shaking weren't they. ''I-It's just excitement!'' She lied, ''I just look forward to getting this done and getting out of here!'' Get it together Freja. You can be as afraid as you want after this whole thing is over. Cry in the shower if she needed to, but right now there was no room for tears.

She flinched when he shot out those arms. She didn't know he could do something like that. She didn't like that he slammed them into the ground either. At the end of the day, these were all just civilians that were controlled getting hurt. ''..Really?'' She looked at him, waiting for his joke. Waiting for the joke that never came. ''B-But I...'' She scrunched her face up looking at the mushroom and now she was starting to second guess her own account of events. She had been running all over that house trying to escape, had she really been grabbed in the moment, or was she just imagining things? Maybe she wasn't immune after all. Bending down next to one of the mushrooms she hesitantly extended a hand and touched it.

No effect.

She let out a sigh of relief. ''See?''

The sound of glass breaking tore her attention away as one of the windows to the house got smashed in. The zombies had definitely noticed them now.

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"Student being the operative word." he remarked to her comments about her capabilities. Freja was definitely one of the more experienced students he had run into. He wasn't a fan of collecting bounties on UAU students but that didn't mean that he hadn't in the past. It largely depended on the reason for the hit and the demeanor of the person in question. Freja was someone he wouldn't have ever accepted a bounty on but she didn't know that and he planned to keep it that way.[break][break]

"If you say so." he could see that his words, in a way made Freja steel herself. Good to see she was getting more experience in how to act under pressure. As Freja reluctantly obliged to touch the mushroom Sho would ready his weapon, prepared to slice the mushroom off her head the second it grew. [break][break]

"Looks like you were telling the truth." he'd lowered his weapon before moving forward and slicing off the mushrooms from the pinned civilians with ease. They would immediately fall unconscious just in time for the rest of the zombies to make their way outside. "I'm going inside, rip off as many mushrooms as you can." he'd use the arms to lift himself up and throw himself towards the upper level of the building and phase through the wall with ease. From there he'd put his guard up and ready his weapon as he began to quickly check room to room to find the source of the infection.

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[Freja Helt]

''Y-Yeah. I was.'' She was sweating. After having fought that propeller freak that forced her to attack Rin against her will, she wasn't exactly stoked at the possibility of having her freewill fall under the control of a villain again. It didn't make her less nervous that Gyrfalcon here had his sword ready, all too eager to cut her down should he want to. ''You got it!'' She jumped up to her feet and looked at the crowd of zombies as they shambled towards her.

''At least you're all slow, that should make this easier as long as I don't get boxed in.'' To make it even better, she was relatively tall too, meaning reaching the mushrooms with her bat wasn't all that hard. She had taken down about five of them when she went for another one, only the mushroom flew off more like a prop, than anything quirk related. Then the 'zombie' pulled a gun out and shot her in the abdomen. ''Boom!'' The villain laughed, his zombies stopping in place behind him as Freja dropped her bat and fell to her knees clutching her wound.

''That's acting, baby. You thought I was one of them, right? Nuh uh, it's all a trick, I was hiding among my own slaves because I'm just that good, I'm just that smart!'' She had never seen him before, but this psycho theater nerd was definitely some degree of unhinged as he started monologuing. ''You're really getting in my way. Why did you try to fight me? You could have been part of my army, dude! I'm taking over Tokyo, you could have been there! In fact...'' He grinned ominously, reaching a hand down to touch the top of her head. ''Wait, what? Ew! You some kinda freak? Why doesn't that work on you!'' He kicked her onto her back and pointed the gun down at her. ''You had a plus one, didn't you? Where's your shadow friend? Call him out here right now.''

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The place seemed empty. Sho would walk around the second floor, moving from room to room ready to strike at anything that moved. It was looking more like a house party that got busted by the cops at this point. There were drink cups everywhere and trash that clearly had just been tossed wherever. Sho, being a bit of a neat freak, wasn't a huge fun but he had bigger fish to fry.[break][break]

The sound of a gunshot would make him drop from the upper level and look around, dashing from place to place. Still nothing...odd. That meant the gunshot was outside and he'd use his quirk to peep through the wall to see all the zombies gathered in one spot and Freja nowhere to be seen. He was able to catch the tail end of the speech, stepping out and leaping over to the spot adjacent to the group. "We're not friends." he'd hold up his blade from the distance and direct his attention to the crazy drama kid "Drop the gun or I'll disarm you. Literally."[break][break]

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[Freja Helt]

Freja wanted to call for help, wanted to say anything to retort against this psycho, but the truth was it hurt too much to say anything, she was out here losing blood fast and with each passing second she wasn't sure if she was going to make it, or if this was the place where she died again. Was there anything she could do from her position? Kick the villain and maybe hope to knock him over. Well, she wasn't exactly faster than a speeding bullet, and she wasn't strong either, so there was a good chance a kick from down here was barely going to have an effect on him. Thankfully, before her brain could run on and on for much longer, Gyrfalcon finally appeared, as suddenly as he had first appeared no more than a few minutes ago.

''Drop the gun?'' He scoffed. ''Don't be ridiculous! You think a sword beats a gun in a fight? Go back to the Edo Period, loser! Do you know how expensive this thing was? Do you know how hard it is to get ahold of a gun in Japan?'' He was pointing it at Gyrfalcon now, and while he rambled on and on, he also didn't linger for long, quickly taking three unprompted shots at him. ''Now die, die, die!!'' He shouted with each shot, the zombies helplessly from the sidelines. It wasn't just that they were made to stand guard, they were forced to watch.

Shō Matsui

[Shō Matsui]

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Taking a moment to observe the situation Sho was looking around for Freja, hoping that she didn't become part of the zombie army. When his eyes finally found her on the ground, bleeding out internally he was pissed. In his mind violence was justified if it had a purpose whether that was for self defense or even for money. Random acts of violence especially those with fatal intent didn't fall on either end of his karmic moral system. [break][break]

Still he didn't say anything. He was completely unmoving as he waited for the man to finish his rant and fire all the bullets of his weapon. When the dust cleared he would be able to see that Sho was completely unscathed "You done?" he would say narrowing his eyes as advanced on the man quickly and with a quick double stab of his weapon he would puncture his abdomen, exactly where Freja was bleeding from and then his heart. [break][break]

When the crazy drama kid finally passed the mushrooms on everyone would fall off and they'd all pass out. Wasting no time he'd rip the fabric from one of the civilians and use it to fashion a tourniquet. Lifting Freja with one of his extra appendages he'd waste no time leaving the battlefield, moving silently and quickly through the night until he ended up at the closest hospital. Even if he wanted to say anything Gyrfalcon saving someone for free was bad for business so he'd instead prop her up near the ER and sink into the ground. Someone would help her soon.

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☆ MISSION SUCCESS ☆

Glad y'all handled that, my manual doesn't cover what to do when the plants and zombies are on the same side!
Great thread you two!

+ 7,500 EXP!!

Freja - 13,750 // 21,250 <Cap reached>
Sho - 14,250 // 16,750 <Cap reached>

tag: Freja Helt Shō Matsui