[Freja Helt]

This time of year was always a tumultuous one. With so many things on her mind about her past, her present and her future she never knew what to do with herself. Not until this year. Going with Farrin to care for the elderly had opened new doors to her, new ways she could keep herself distracted while also helping others in the process. In fact, they were headed up to Tomio, an elderly gentlemen they had met while doing chores around his house and caring for him.

How was he doing now?

''At this rate we'll miss the bus.'' It was all her fault too, she had taken too long getting ready to leave. Living with long hair was something else, five years later and she still wasn't fully used to it. While they were just going up to see their old friend, she was still carrying her bat on her, all too keen to keep it with her after the numerous attempts the organization known as the Spiders had made on her life. ''I'm sorry Farrin!'' She grimaced.

''Fa-rrin.'' She stopped and looked around. It was a weak, yet familiar voice. Did it just say Farrin?

''Fre-ja.''

She turned to look towards a dark alleyway. ''Do you hear that? It's coming from in there.'' She didn't dare look away, but she was almost certain he heard it too. ''He-lp. He-lp. He-lp ME.''

''He needs our help!'' She finally looked back at Farrin before stepping towards the alleyway.

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arrin popped out his pocket watch and thumbed the little heirloom open. Yeah, they were a few minutes behind. Farrin was nothing if not punctual. The value of time was known better by him than most. With chronokinesis, how could it not be? Still, calm wrapped him in the comfort of its arms. This wasn't a training session or a patrol. They were just heading out to see ol' Tomio. A kind elderly fella, neither Farrin nor Freja hard the heart to abandon to the coldness of solitude. Also, Farrin was still betting he was secretly part of a Yakuza gang or something. Not a real bet. Just for fun. But he would keep the joke going. 

"We'll make it," Farrin chirped confidently. 

Technically, what he was about to do was illegal, but if she wouldn't say anything, he wouldn't either. Red pearls burned gold in his eyes, and a thin emerald film enveloped both students. Increasing their speed. They were going to make it. Until Murphy enforced a law of his own, anything that could go wrong would. Someone was calling to them from down an alleyway. Like, by name. 

The temporal field quieted with Farrin's quirk. They didn't know the nature of the emergency, so he would bow before the rules. No quirk until proven necessary. Freja started down the alley first. Farrin's leg muscles were as torn putty when chronokinesis was inactive. Still, he followed at best speed, trailing from just a few feet behind her. 

Farrin's eyes rose. Paranoia gripped his mind. Whenever these Ouroboros people attacked, the head honchos usually watched from above. No observers this time, though. At least, none that he could see. 

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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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[Freja Helt]

''You think?'' She panted, she knew he was fast since that time they got attacked by a murder of crow people, but could he really race against time when it was this urgent? She could feel her speed increasing. Using his quirk, unauthorized and off school grounds? Classic delinquent Farrin! Not that she was going to snitch on him or anything like that. They very well might have made it if someone didn't distract them too. What could possibly go wrong being lead down a mysterious alleyway?

''Farrin. Farrin.'' The voice said, a disembodied face seemingly growing out of the far end wall at the end of the alley. They looked just like Tomio. Her blood ran cold. This was a trap, they were being set up! Turning around she noticed that a guy was trailing them. He wore a gladiator's outfit, but the top of his centurion helmet had a propeller that was spinning and whirring wildly. Perhaps that was the sound she had heard that gave the man away. Upon being spotted, the man unsheathed a long hidden blade from within the gauntlet on his arm, his propeller spinning and spinning faster until...

Click!

As it clicked into place he charged forward, raising the blade at Farrin as he tried to stab him in the back. ''Farrin, look out!'' She somehow managed to get in between the gladiator and Farrin, but to her surprise her bat swing went right through him, like she was trying to hit the air itself. The gladiator villain would attempt to stab or cut Farrin, something which would deal tangible, physical damage to the student if successful. All while phasing directly though Freja. ''Freja. Freja.''

At the same time, the face on the wall opened its mouth, jaw unhinging to reveal the barrel of a gun from within its maw, taking three shots at the distracted Freja who stood no chance of dodging the bullets on her own.

Farrin

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omething wasn't right. What was simply couldn't be. What the hell was Tomio doing here? How did even make it down here when his bad knee? Even with public transportation, it would have taken the old fella over an hour. 

"I dun' like this," he muttered, coming up behind Freja.

And his concerns were justified all too soon. Farrin had only just passed Freja when she suddenly stopped. He hadn't turned with her, but her words were warning enough. 

"Farrin, look out!''

His scarlet stare burned gold again. Chronkinesis was back up, and with it, Farrin saw the danger before it arrived. The blade had passed through Freja, and not-Tomio was firing on her. Had his quirk been up a moment sooner, maybe he could have stopped both. Not now. 

A wave of the hand and a field formed ahead of the firearms fire. The bullets lost nearly all momentum while within the cubical deceleration field. Farrin hopped off his right foot, lunging ahead, albeit in a mid-air turn to face the gladiator. The blade shaved the skin off the front of his knee and nicked bone but didn't break anything. Still, Farrin fell backward into a roll. 

"Ah, my knee," he called out, grabbing at his leg. "Aren't yuh' a few millennia outta place? Colosseum is pretty far west from 'ere."

Farrin spun up onto his feet, then leaped off his left foot into a hard right jab aimed for the gladiator's jaw. Those propellors were problematic, but Farrin was nothing if not fast and precise. He threw one shot, then would try for a second and third. Hopefully, he wouldn't pass through the gladiator the way Freja had. 

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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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[Freja Helt]

Freja let go of a breath she didn't know she was holding, looking at the gladiator, then back at the face in the alleyway. No crows... Were these people working for The Spiders? It pained her to see Farrin hurt his knee, but she also knew she had no time to drop her guard. Heck, if anything he got hurt because she simply wasn't fast or alert enough on her own. The gladiator remained stone cold, expression unchanging as he had failed to assassinate Farrin all in one go. ''There are three ways I like to have my sandwich. Refridgerated, toasted, or open-face.'' He finally turned his glare on Farrin, his expression still just as serious. ''You avoided certain death, most impressive! If I could take us across time and space, indeed, I would prefer to fight you in the Colosseum.''

His propeller helmet began spinning once more, then he guarded his jaw against Farrin's first jab and the next two phased right through him as...

Click!

The arrow came to a sudden stop, pointed at Freja this time.

He then quickly brought his bladed arm around to try and cut her, but she managed to deflect the blow this time with her metal bat. ''My quirk is called Do Or Die...'' He looked over his shoulder at Farrin, the propeller arrow spinning and clicking back on him as he turned to face him, turning his back completely on Freja. ''It locks you into a duel you cannot hope to win.'' He lunged forward, throwing a feint at Farrin as he made it seem like he was trying to impale him again, when in actuality he brought his knee up instead, attempting to kick some air out of Farrin's lungs, should he be successful.

''He's impressive that one, Farrin O'Rourke.'' Another voice spoke up and Freja turned to look on the roof just above the alleyway, where a long-haired woman was lounging. ''Of course you're not too bad either, Freja Helt, otherwise you wouldn't have survived this long. How many of us have tried and failed to kill you? Three? How embarrassing.'' She laughed to herself. Freja only ever remembered fighting two assassins sent by The Spiders. That giant one alongside Farrin and the bear trap one with Kenta. Nevertheless, something else was on her mind. ''What did you do to Tomio?'' She pointed her bat at the villain like she was aiming a gun. ''Oh? Your little grandpa is fine don't worry about him, hiding the body is such a hassle, he's hardly worth the kill. I just wanted to get to know you and Farrin a little better. And I already know you. Very well, in fact...'' The woman jumped down into the alley to face Freja, touching the wall behind herself as she landed, making more faces appear. Students from campus, people her and Farrin might have met at the grocery store or while exploring the city. It was a whole catalogue of faces. ''You're good with a weapon, but are you good enough to stop bullets?'' She smirked, unleashing a barrage of bullets on Freja with her impromptu firing squad.

Farrin

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arrin's fist met naught but the gladiator's vambrace, then passed through the air—no meaningful damage was scored, though the students had scored a point in intel. Whatever the gladiator's quirk, it was complete intangibility. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to guard against Farrin's first blow. His defense was conditional. When the warrior lunged for Freja, Farrin threw an arm out to catch him but the gut in an attempt to restrain him, but the villain passed through Farrin like a ghost. The propeller spun again, and with it, so did the gladiator's attention. 

"It locks you into a duel you cannot hope to win." 

Okay, the pieces were coming together.

"Keep still a sec," Farrin offered, sidestepping the stab, though the attack came up short- a feint. Farrin's arms rose, eating the actual attack in a firm block. Fecker hit hard, though, with enough force to send Farrin sliding back a few paces from force alone. "I'll happily knock yuh' a thousand years back." Farrin burst forward, a trigger step that sent him barreling the gladiator with a hard right jab targeting his head again.   

Farrin would then double back a few steps, so he was just behind Freja. "Watch out, me' field is gonna drop in a few seconds n' let those first few rounds loose, few seconds later they'll move at full speed again." Then a second salvo came. There was no temporal flair in his mind, no warning from the future, but he couldn't afford to turn away from the gladiator, which meant he couldn't muster another field accurately to defend Freja. It was far more difficult summoning temporal fields beyond his sight lines, and even when he did, they typically cost his stamina greatly as his mind was forced to adjust without physical, sensory input. It was the same reason keeping a boosted field over his allies was so tiring, because he needed to adjust their fields with them rather than after he actually saw their movement since adjusting by sight would be too slow for a moving target. The point was that he couldn't fight in two directions at once. Freja would need to dodge the next barrage of bullets. 
 

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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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[Freja Helt]

''Amusing. I'd like to see you try.'' The gladiator replied with a smirk. In a contest of speed alone, Farrin had him beat thanks to his quirk, as evidenced by the fact that he only barely managed to block the jab that came his way by lifting his blade arm to use as a shield. Even then he staggered back and nearly lost his footing. Freja only caught glimpses of what Farrin was clashing with as all her attention was focused on the other one, the faces one? It didn't matter who she was as long as they beat her here. The bullets made for a dangerous combo with this gladiator guy, considering he could easily corner either her or Farrin alone, and then she would have the perfect opportunity to take them out with a stray bullet while they were distracted.

Farrin could handle the gladiator. She knew he could, which made it all the more important she didn't let this lady interfere with their 'duel'. ''O-Okay!'' She nodded, smacking the first round of bullets that was still being slowed out of the way with her bat. ''Don't worry about your back, I've got you covered, just beat the shit out of that guy!'' Was she fast enough to stop bullets like Farrin, like other heroes? No. In the end, she was just a quirkless human. She had no superpower to fall back on, no enhanced reflexes or durable armor. Perhaps that was why she had honed her skills with blunt weapons so much. Dodging was all well and good for her, but it didn't actually keep Farrin safe from the bullets coming in from behind, so she decided to ground herself, planting her feet firmly in the ground as she stared the many faces down.

Once they fired, she concentrated every fiber of her being on deflecting what was moving faster than she could realistically perceive, letting her inhumane skills with the weapon guide her, trusting that she could overcome this quirk attack despite her human reflexes. The end result was loud, bullets battering against metal, but none of them had gone past Freja. Panting, she pointed her bat's tip at the woman before firing the grappling hook at her, an obvious, but fast attack. A distraction as she entered into a full sprint to close the gap between them.

''There are people who would pay handsomely to see you dead and buried, Farrin O'Rourke.'' Much like Farrin, this guy wasn't playing around and immediately swung his blade arm at Farrin's neck, attempting to end the fight quickly. ''Perhaps the only way to save yourself is giving up now and joining us.'' He grinned, his propeller hat almost like it was on an egg timer, spun once more, but since the only target close to him was Farrin it landed on him again after a couple of seconds. ''Think about it? Betray that troublesome bat girl for us, betray heroism for us, and you won't have to fight for your life like this. There are others after your head, right? We can make them go away. All you have to do is join us.'' So cocky and sure of himself, the gladiator extended a hand towards Farrin like he was expecting him to shake it.

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arrin bobbed his upper body back, evading the slash, then sprung forward into another hard right jab. This time, the jab caught the flat side of the villain's sword. Sheer force drew him back several steps, but Farrin had scored no meaningful damage. He was certainly the faster of the two, but the villain's reaction speed was superhuman, just fast enough to narrowly dodge Farrin's offensive. On the flip, the gladiator had slightly more range thanks to his blade but lacked the speed required to land the kill shot he wished for. A stalemate of sorts, but there were options left to the time-turner still. 

His ears perked up, though, with the gladiator's offer. "There are others after your head, right? We can make them go away." Words that suggested these guys, presumably Freja's Spiders, knew of Ouroboros. With such familiarity, at that, that this guy believed he could get them off Farrin's back. Interesting, but not at all tempting. For one, he could be lying and try handing Farrin over to the snakes after he agreed. Two, he could be overselling the band's capabilities and be entirely incapable of beating the snake back. Thirdly, and most importantly, Mama O'Rourke didn't raise herself a traitorous bitch. Farrin was a hero. It was in his blood. 

Farrin took the gladiator's arm as if for a forearm shake, eyeing the propellor which pointed again in his direction. "An interestin offer," he started, then mustering his chronokinetic strength and speed, lifted the villain's arm up and over his shoulder, almost as if trying to snap it as he then threw the villain into one of the alleyway walls. A thunderous boom rang as bricks and concrete chunks collapsed. Farrin had to move fast to avoid any retaliation and therefore tossed the man with a ton of force. 

"But I think I prefer knockin yuh back ta' medieval times like I offered b'fore," Farrin taunted. 

Pebbles clanged off armor, and the gladiator emerged from the small crater he left on the building side. Pissed off, wearing a little damage this time, but far from beaten. This wasn't over yet. That much was clear from the scowl the villain wore. Farrin dared to glance Freja's way, wanting to make sure she was okay, but by the time his gaze shifted back to his own opponent, the gladiator was charging.  

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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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[Freja Helt]

The gladiator was so confident in his lie that he didn't protect himself against Farrin as he took his hand in a forearm shake. After all, why would he? Farrin might be a strong and capable student but at the end of the day he was just that. A hero student. Any hero student who got caught in a situation where certain death was sure to pursue them until they fell would eagerly take an offer like his. Even if he was lying all along. However, when Farrin lifted him off the ground his confident smirk swiftly disappeared.

Managing to close the gap between herself and the other villain, Freja wasted no time aiming a bat swing for her face. Just because she was a hero student didn't mean she had to play fair in a street fight. Unexpectedly, the villain absorbed the blow by defending with one of her arms and stepping towards Freja, rather than away from her. Freja assumed she was trying to grapple her, so she took a couple of quick steps back, only being touched briefly rather than grappled. Breathing out she raised her bat again, pointing it at her opponent. Her arm wasn't exactly broken, but the villain had clearly suffered more damage than Freja had in their little exchange.

''I wouldn't do that if I were you.'' She smiled, looking as calm and collected as ever despite how their fight was turning out. ''Do what? If we don't fight you're going to kill both of us.'' Was Farrin in trouble? She didn't dare take her eyes off the villain. ''Oh honey, it's too late for that.'' She took out a pocket knife and started inspecting it as if Freja wasn't there. Freja watched her for a moment and then her blood ran ice cold as she realized what was happening.

Growing on her body, phasing through her clothes, it was all Freja's face, guns emerging from the mouths and pointed towards Farrin. ''Fa-rrin.'' They murmured. ''Farrin, that's not me! Run!'' She turned quickly, but not fast enough to throw all the bullets off course. Another hail of gunfire was coming for him, interrupting his duel with the gladiator. This made the gladiator's comeback all too easy. ''Then die!'' He roared as he charged forward. All he had to do was keep attacking Farrin from one side while the bullets raced towards him. Blade or bullets, which did the time student prefer?

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 flare in the back of the brain. Time-informed awareness. Farrin turned with Freja's call. The gladiator was charging. The bullets were flying. This was the problem with imprecise future sight, his danger sense. He knew when danger was coming but rarely saw its exact nature. Which threat was the greater? The bullets or the blade? 

An emerald field crackled alive to Farrin's left. The bullets were ensnared by his temporal trap and slowed to a crawl. The time-turner's attention shifted back to the gladiator. Even in a world so slow in Farrin's eyes, the distance had been closed. The blade cut air and stabbed in Farrin's direction. He couldn't evade. Not entirely. 

Farrin sidestepped, but the distance wasn't enough. The blade cut through the reinforced layers of his hero outfit and jabbed into his shoulder. Pain blossomed like a firestorm brewing in Farrin's left side. He bared grit teeth, biting back a scream. This wasn't some normal sword forged with regular materials. Ana and Kei's work was immaculate. Yet, the gladiator's sword cut straight through. Though he was spared any injury that might take the arm. 

"Eat shite, yuh' two-bit gob!" Farrin shouted, his left arm rising from the elbow and latching onto the gladiator's gauntlet. 

Farrin threw his right fist up and into the side of the gladiator's face. Emerald lightning crackled around the time-turner's arm as his jab slammed hard into the villain, sending the man soaring into Freja and the other woman's direction. Farrin watched as he dropped onto the ground in a roll that deposited the heavier villain just behind his ally. They were together now. Time to test a theory. Would the gladiator's propellor point toward his own ally? If so, Freja and Farrin might have a few seconds to focus on the woman she was fighting. All well and good, but blood was seeping out from Farrin's wound and soaking into his outfit. His left arm was not going to move like it should. That... would be problematic.  

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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: Freja Helt
[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: the emerald lightning is just a manifestation of Farrin's quirk and aesthetic flavor for his strength.

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[Freja Helt]

''Should've surrendered while you had the chance. You had to go and make yourself a problem, didn't you? You're not just satisfied risking your life for your so-called justice, but you want to be a troublemaker too.'' The gladiator scolded Farrin after he had successfully managed to stab into his shoulder. He was a bit shocked to see that the boy was still defiant of him. So young and yet so fierce, but he tried to mask it with a nervous laugh. ''Go ahead, try it! What good's it gonna do if you grab my gauntlet? I'm calling your bluff, Farrin O'Rourke!''

When Farrin's emerald jab slammed into the side of his head he damn near saw stars and whatever else the galaxy had to offer as he was sent soaring down the alleyway towards Freja and the other woman, who seemed unamused by the turn of events, but annoyed that Farrin could still slow down her bullets. ''What's the matter, is your 'Do or Die' not strong enough to handle one little hero student?'' She mocked her colleague, who was just now starting to get up. ''Maybe if your 'Freak Show' wasn't so weak, we'd have killed him by now!'' He retorted, pointing a finger at Freja who was covered in faces from the Freak Show quirk. ''And what about her? You're telling me you haven't dealt with her yet? She's quirkless! Your opponent is quirkless!'' They bickered back and forth, all the while his helmet's propeller spun, was Farrin's strategy going to pay off?

''Hah! Right I practically won already! Watch this I'll kill Farrin, then I'll kill her and when I report back you're gonna look like a real embarrassment!'' A series of gunshots rang out as another volley of bullets multitudes more deadly than the last headed straight for Farrin, but as fate would have it.

Ding!

The propeller's next target was none other than the woman who was trying to shoot Farrin. Meaning that whether he slowed down her bullets or not, they would pass right through him, as the villains were now locked in a duel thanks to the gladiator's Do or Die quirk.

They could only harm each other.

Panting, Freja watched and slowly took it all in. What a genius move by Farrin! Maybe their situation wasn't hopeless after all. ''Nice one Farrin!'' She smiled through the pain. She had time to worry about being in pain once all this was over. Aiming her bat at the woman she got ready to fire the grappling hook. Maybe if she timed it right, she would be able to create an opening.

''My propeller!!'' The gladiator's face was pale with horror.

''Th-This is why I told you to keep your distance, you idiot!''

''It wasn't me! That Farrin O'Rourke he...'' He looked back at Farrin, staring daggers at him. ''Damn it! Dodge my attack!'' He demanded of his colleague. ''Wait, what?'' She didn't look particularly interested in being swung at. ''I said dodge! You know I have to attack!'' He charged at his own ally, blade raised high as he swung at her. Of course, he missed. He wasn't actually making a serious effort to harm her, but she was still hit. Once the required attack had been made, Freja's grappling hook was able to wrap around her leg. With a yank she pulled, sending the woman flying towards her and Farrin. ''Now, Farrin!'' She was midair, it was the perfect time to get in some free attacks.

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ook, line, and sinker. Farrin hadn't anticipated Freja going fishing for the enemy, but it wasn't an opportunity he was about to pass up. With the villain reeled in, he spun into an accelerated spin kick. He wasn't aiming to break anything, but dialing down the damage was tough when Farrin focused on muting the pain in his arm. 

Speaking of which, after the kick was thrown, the time-turner would draw back a step and clutch his left fist close to the chest, reversing his typical stance. The Emerald Fist, Farrin's personal fighting style, was grounded in dornálaíocht, Irish bare-knuckled boxing. Take that solid foundation, build over it with a few other Irish martial arts and a couple of other tricks he had picked up along the way, and Farrin was an absolutely lethal threat with his fist. But... now he was fighting southpaw, courtesy of injury the gladiator left him with.

Fortunately, the odds were most certainly turning in the students' favor. The time-turner's gaze narrowed on the gladiator. The propellor would spin again soon. It locked onto his ally a moment ago, which meant that as long as he moved on Freja and himself, one of them would be targeted next. 

Farrin enwrapped Freja's bat in a temporal field. "If he targets me, I want yuh' ta take a swing at the ground beneath 'im." She wouldn't be able to hit the gladiator, but he still interacted with the world to some degree. An accelerated swing might blow a chunk out of the ground, enough to throw the gladiator off his footing and leave him open to attack. "If it targets yuh', well, yer bat should be swingin' wit' far more force. I dun' think I can manage a full field around yuh' like this," he said just above a whisper, eyeing the slash across his arm. It wasn't the worst wound he had suffered, but it was enough to distract him even still.    

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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: Freja Helt
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[Freja Helt]

Being midair when the spin kick delivered, the villain could do nothing to shield against the attack as she was subsequently kicked and sent flying into the nearby alley wall. Looking down at her own body, Freja smiled with relief as the faces from the Freak Show quirk started to fade. That had to be a sign that one of the villains was out for the count, right? She grimaced as she almost stumbled over herself, only managing to stop herself from faceplanting thanks to using her bat as a crutch.

''Farrin, are-'' She was cut-off by the sound of the gladiator's propeller spinning and looked over at him in anticipation. From the glances she had gotten of him and Farrin's duel, this guy was insanely fast. Maybe too fast for her if the propeller pointed her way. ''Huh?'' She looked down at her bat and then over at Farrin as he gave her a much needed buff. Just the assist she needed to believe in herself. ''Got it! I won't miss.'' She stared down the gladiator as he slowly turned around. While Freja was also present, all his anger was directed at Farrin. ''You're a crafty one. I see why everyone hates you. To think I considered you a suitable candidate for the Spiders.'' He scoffed, raising his blade as he got ready to dash at the hero students. ''It's too late for that, you'll die here, and that'll be the end of Farrin O'Rourke.'' While this guy was monologuing Freja limped a couple paces back, having noticed some loose brick in the alley wall that Farrin had just kicked the villainess into.

The whirring continued and then just as the propeller clicked, the gladiator made a mad dash for them, the propeller landing on Freja. Reinvigorated by the battle turning in their favor and the temporal buff, Freja swung her bat into the side of the wall knocking loose dust and small pieces of brick to send flying at the gladiator like shrapnel, making him miss his swing at her by a wide margin. ''I've had it with you guys!'' She shouted, spinning the bat around as she swung down at the ground, just like Farrin instructed, hitting with much more power than she was used to. ''Stop coming after me and stay away from my friends!'' The gladiator lost his footing as the ground splintered under him. Once more his propeller began spinning, leaving him open to a final attack from Farrin.

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ride. Not in himself, in this instance, but his compatriot and friend. Freja Helt was among Farrin's closest friends. Among his peers in UAU, she was one of the few remaining he knew he could count on. Those first words from orientation rang in his ears even still. A memory. 

''Do you think.. quirkless people can become heroes... too?''

Well, without a doubt, they had long ago found the answer. And here she was, proving it yet again. She used the environment to her advantage, then swung like the professional batters back home. Stony chips, detritus, and dust spat into the air. The gladiator had lost his footing, as planned. And now he was exposed to the perfect follow-up. An opportunity Farrin wasn't about to pass up. 

"Spiders?" He started as the gladiator tumbled forward a step. "Do yuh' really believe lions concern 'emselves wit' the doings o' bugs?"

Emerald power crackled around Farrin's fist. He ducked low, then sprung up his height, carrying all the weight and power he could muster in his fist. An uppercut rising from the depths of hell. The blow connected and the gladiator was sent flying upward.

He crashed through one level of fire escape after the next until the whole structure began to crumble. When the villain fell, a mess of rusted metal fell with him, collapsing atop the beaten warrior. 

The authorities wouldn't appreciate the mess the students made, but at least they could wholly claim self-defense this time. No overextended shenanigans that needed explaining. Good thing, too, because Farrin would need some quirked-up healing. The number of scars decorating his frame was growing, with his closest person and healer still gone. Challenges for later days. 

Farrin looked to Freja. "Good job. Yuh' okay?" He asked, hoping the authorities would arrive soon. If more of these spiders appeared, that would spell quite a bit of trouble for the duo.    

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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: Freja Helt
[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here

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[Freja Helt]

That day at orientation was all but a faint memory to her now. Ironically, or perhaps, appropriately, the only reason she hadn't been harassed more by other students for daring to ask her question was because of Farrin taking care of her bullies. He had helped her through her first year more than he realized. Heck, if you counted saving her life he had done that multiple times by now! It was kind of because of him that she was able to move up to her second year soon.

When Farrin sent the gladiator packing Freja finally relaxed the grip on her bat and leaned against the alley wall. ''I'm okay, just a little dizzy is all.'' She couldn't help but look at his shoulder that had been stabbed by the gladiator and wince a bit. ''I shot at you... Sorry about that, are you okay? I think you had it rougher than me there.'' She looked down at the villain duo just to confirm that they were out for the count. ''When the police arrives I'll explain everything. We should also check on Tomio and make sure he's okay. I don't trust the words of a villain. Especially not someone like her.''

Ultimately, Farrin and Freja would come to learn that Tomio was indeed fine, perhaps the health of the target of Freak Show was important? Like if the original was hurt or killed the villain suddenly couldn't manifest her quirk anymore. It was plausible, but Freja was just happy he was okay. The reason she wanted to take the lead on talking to the authorities was also both because Farrin looked tired, but because she wanted to protect his good name if this somehow backfired on them. Rather she take the blame than a promising student like him. That is, if he let her. After all that was sorted out it was a quick trip to the hospital for her, and possibly some scheduled therapy sessions with Sadako Gotoh the UAU guidance counselor.

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