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As a so-called hero and teacher in U.A who specialised in morals and ethics, he can't say he has much interest himself in the nitty and gritty of fighting on foot anymore. He took up the job once he felt too tired to get any further in the real world, when the fighting wore down his brittle, decaying bones and he felt what little of him was left get so angry at Japan's state of hero society. In the gist of things, of course, none of him cared much. Where these kids wanted to lead themselves was entirely up to them, not him. But... he couldn't say he didn't feel at fault for how it was.[break][break]

Eyes momentarily laying on the lion next to him, Alexandrei could think yeah, maybe there is something wrong here.[break][break]

Discrepancies aside and old scarred wounds been covered aside, he knew there was no time to pick at the infestations of hero society in front of the students, as much as he wanted to. They were all here to learn, both teachers and students. And how to do that? Blow up a bomb, of course.[break][break]

Clearing his throat and stepping out into the blearing sunlight from the shadow of the immense buildings the faculty and students were surrounded by, early spring's melody accentuated Alexandrei as he cleared his throat, momentarily regretting having to have a sore one in the near future. "Welcome." The astronomer announced, his monotone voice setting the tone in which suggested that he was not to be interrupted. "Today officially marks your first steps into your on-field training of becoming a full fledged pro-hero. If you think U.A's physical education routines to be akin to the ones you faced in your high schools, I would ask you to think again, because our hundred meter sprints aren't a hundred meters, they're thousands. Our cross-country runs aren't around the local region, they're around the entirety of Tokyo. Our quirk tests will not be mere baseball throws, they will be pushing you to beyond your limits." At the end of that, Alexandrei sighed. He hated using his voice so much. "But you are not doing this to become irresponsibly powerful. You are doing this to better society."[break][break]

"Keep this in mind when beginning your exercise today. There is no greater achievement than the betterment of the self."[break][break]

Gesturing behind himself, Alexandrei would point to the fifteen-story building that imposed upon the crowd. "The student body present will be split into two groups; heroes and villains. The villains have planted a bomb within the building that has a timer of fifteen minutes, and aim to destroy this entire area. The heroes' task will be to safely retrieve that bomb before the timer has run out." He folded his arms. "The bomb explodes, the villains win. The heroes retrieve the bomb safely, the heroes win. I will remind you that you are dealing with fragile equipment here, both in sense of reality and theoretically. You will not win by trying to explode your competition."[break][break]

Sighing again for the umpteenth time, Alexandrei stood back and nodded to Leonid, desperately willing to give his voice a rest. He needs a coffee. Or maybe just a mild dosage of raw caffeine. [break][break]

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[Raiomaru Toshigawa]

I got something deep inside of me
Courage is the thing that keeps us free

The eyes drilling into him, while maybe lost on the immediate onlookers, was most certainly not something that Leonid missed. To say that him and his fellow educator today had history would be underselling it, two members of the old guard of hero society, two of the foundational pillars.

Two men whose relationship was likely to be forever marred by the man that Leonid had once been.

He couldn't lie, it filled him with a certain sense of unease, a twisting knot in the pit of his gut. But, through his many years of hero work, the veteran had learned how to keep his demeanor strong and do good work through worse stressors. His turmoil was entirely internal, and as the (seemingly) younger of the two stepped back to let the old lion speak, he nodded and stepped forward with no hints whatsoever of just how uncomfortable this entire thing made him. He knew how to conceal such things.

"It is just as Astraeus says." His rumbling voice boomed, gaze running over the students gathered before them. "We will divide you into your respective groups shortly, but before that, I wish to remind you all that we do not expect perfection from you within your first week on campus. You are to try your best, but at this stage you are to consider difficulty or loss not as a failure, but as a learning opportunity. What we establish here today is your baseline. The set standard which you are to work your way up from. You must know where you are at presently, before you can begin to improve upon yourselves."

"Well then," He rounded off with a small shrug. "Any questions before we begin?"

OOC INFORMATION:
Welcome to a good old game of capture the bomb! This exercise will work exactly as it did in the source material, so you ought to know it well. For this exercise, you "sign up" to join by making an in-character post in this thread. Once everyone interested has posted, or after a set amount of time, another teacher post will round up the registration process, after which you will either be divided up into 1v1 or 2v2 teams, depending on how many students sign up. Once you have been assigned your team, you can make your personal matchup as a separate thread, which you can then submit as a mission in the thread inbox upon completion. For any OOC inquiries, please check with me (Marcus) or Taiihun in the Discord server.

Good luck and have fun!

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Like Alexandrei, Miroru too looked up at the blazing sun in the sky and resisted the urge to sigh in open relief. First impressions were a world of impact, and she wanted to make sure she made a splash when she finally showed off what she knew how to do.

If it had been cloudy today, that would have made it a whole lot harder.

For now, though, she listened to the explanations of the constraints and requirements of their assignment. Random teams, random assignment as defender or attacker, with the goal being a "bomb" set with a timer of fifteen minutes.

Did villains rely on things as indiscriminate as bombs anymore? Probably. Bombs were cheap and high impact. The trick was getting out before it went off, or getting someone dumb enough not to realize they were disposable to get it into place, she suspected. Still... bombs with timers presented her with a small advantage she wasn't in the mood to mention.

So for now, she stood by in her hero outfit, tugging her skirt down over her tights and trying not to worry about how short it felt.

I can pay no price too great for justice.

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[Demura Kano]

He caught the speeches of both Alexandrei and Leonid as he approached the starting area of the exercise, suppressing the urge to roll his eyes. They were laying it on a little thick, he had to admit. Bomb wasn't that complicated an exercise, but it revealed a lot about the character, priorities, and abilities of a student while it was under way. Were they good at strategizing, either or alone or with their teammate? Were they cautious, or bold? Could they outsmart their opponents? Could they beat their opponents? This applied to both sides, and it gave him a starting point to base their coming training regimens on.

"Areas are setup and prepared." He said to the two other instructors, upon joining them. He looked over the students assembled and turned to face them. "Treat this as a real-life crisis scenario. Leonid-san is right, this is a learning opportunity for you, but that doesn't mean you should take any of this lightly. Treat your opponents as just that; enemies standing in front of your goal. Your jobs are to achieve them by any means necessary-", he looked at Alexandrei briefly before continuing, "within reason. For myself, that means don't try to actually kill each other. Anything before that is fair game."

He was eager to see what this crop of students had to show. He'd be nearby on standby during the matches to make sure no one got too far ahead of themselves, but beyond that, they all just had themselves to depend on.

Miroru, Raiomaru Toshigawa, alexandrei

[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]Like Miroru and Alexandrei, Sebastian, too, looked up at the blazing sun in the sky but for a completely different, and unrelated reason. Unlike them, he also did not need to resist the urge to sigh. Why? Because he wasn't even conscious at that point. About a quarter of the way through Alexandrei's long-winded speech, Sebastian dozed the hell off. He was standing, arms folded, a pair of sunglasses on, and wearing his uniform as sloppily as usual. He had a bad case of bedhead that he couldn't be bothered to sort out since he didn't want to leave bed to begin with. Unfortunately, at least until he could con his way back into his good graces, he needed to do the absolute bare minimum to stay in this stupid school. That is unless he wanted to go back to sleeping in a cardboard box outside of a convenience store. Although it behooved him to pay attention, he was just too damn tired. It wasn't because he was up all night studying, by the way. No, he had actually slept a very, very long time, so he was more than well-rested. He just had this medical condition where he gets bored to fucking death whenever he hears a teacher speak. Very debilitating. It affects millions of kids every year. The point was that Sebastian ended up missing all of the directions. Suddenly, and without warning, his head just slumped forward, his bangs flowing to the front to rest on the frame of his sunglasses. It was timed perfectly with Leonid asking if there were any questions, almost punctuating his inquiry. [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • Miroru • alexandrei • raiomaru • Demura Kano •

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[Leo Kaiser]

What you hide in your heart
appears in your eyes
Little Devil Stats & Quirk Schwarzkraft: S+ (Emitter) Allows the user to create Dark Energy constructs from the user's dark emotions. AWARENESS (B) PRESENCE (D-) CONSTITUTION (D) SPEED (A-) DEXTERITY (C-) STRENGTH (C-)	Leonard was, as expected, on his own little side of nothing a few paces away from the rest of the people. He wasn't thrilled about being there, but he was slightly interested in knowing if he would be fighitng the teachers or other students. He figured that if the latter was true, there would probably be little point in actually trying. Glancing around, he struggeled to see any kid capable of really challenging him. "So we can't kill but mutilation is fine then." He concluded, looking at the three heroes there. "Either it's an all battle or it isn't. Half hassen measures like those are going to get someone hurt when they are unable to stand the pressure." He added, folding his arms after fixing his tie. He didn't care either way. He would fight the same as he always did, quirk inhibitor or not. If people set against him got a few broken bones afterwards that's on them and the inept would be superhero deciding that kids fighting was a fun thing to do.

pyxis ★

[reijiro akagi]

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[attr="class","akagiEntwined"]REDIRECT [attr="class","akagiFate"]RIGHT BACK AT YOU [attr="class","akagiPost"] It was finally time for the good stuff. His stay at U.A. wasn't particularly long, nor had it been too boring- heck, the orientation alone was pretty fun to watch- but he was itching to do something more physical! Not those lame drills, something dynamic. Akagi was practically jumping in place, a jumbled mess of energy and excitement that was just waiting for its moment to escape. There wasn't one, nor two, but three whole pro heroes to watch over this exercise! That must mean it was like, super dangerous, right? Or maybe they just had nothing better to do.[break][break] The assortment of people who were going to take up this challenge was just as interesting as U.A.'s crowd has proven to be. While some were just visually interesting, others made their personalities clear with their words, especially when it came to... a bit of a scary person, honestly! He didn't really mean that, did he? "Hah, I don't think they would want us to go that far." He mused, hesitantly laughing the comment off as if it was just a joke. But now it was time for questioning! "Question! Do the heroes need to know how to defuse a bomb? Or can we just grab it and go?"[break][break] It was a genuine question! If it was necessary to know which wire to snip, then he'd be in some hot shit! Now, maybe carrying the bomb out and letting it take you instead of the building could be called heroic, but that kind of stupid behaviour would likely get him expelled sooner than later. The way they said it, it didn't sound like it was necessary, but hey. Good to check, just in case he would have to tell his partner that they'd be doing the heavy lifting there.

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[Thea]

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]Such a short stay, and already the school was throwing practical situations at its students. She glowered. There wasn't a fiber of her being that wanted to do this, and a part of her was seriously considering ditching after being assigned to a team. Not that she would, though, not unless she was teamed with someone who deserved it. [break][break]

Her eyes passed over the crowd. All the faces were familiar, of course. She'd stolen enough memories in the last few days to have a decent grasp of everyone around her. A few though, she knew she'd at least seen in person at some point or another, or at least she hoped so. [break][break]

Someone mentioned mutilation; her mind drifted and replayed a myriad of injuries from across time. She winced for a moment as the relieved pain crept over her senses. Bones broke and contorted as limbs deformed and twisted. Why would that be anyone's first reaction to a simulation? “Yeah, like, I"m pretty sure they want to see some restraints.” She spoke hollowly as she reigned in the memories and shifted her focus elsewhere. Anywhere else would do for the time being.[break][break]

She wondered what was to stop the villains from simply detonating the bomb themselves. She even considered asking before realizing that would require her to speak yet again. She didn't want any more attention, especially not given the energy most of the people in the room. Too exuberant, too violent, too heroic. She was starting to consider just ditching now, but maybe if she was lucky, she wouldn't even be assigned a team and could get away from participating without having it affect her grade.[break]

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[Jack Orion]

ALRIGHT! First actual training drill! This is something Jack had basically been preparing for his entire life - the first trial of many. Plus, it helped that Leonid was co-hosting this particular drill. He still felt bad for being late to orientation the way he was, so he wanted to make it up to his teacher by showing just what he was capable of! ...Not that he really knew himself, in all honesty. He had trained his Quirk most of his life to the level that it was, and the first big blast he performed one time was enough to make him want to hold off until he actually got to U.A.

Well...better time than any, thank God.

Donning his homemade hero suit - probably the first prototype of many - Jack would actually show up early this time around, making sure not to make the same mistake twice or ever again if he could avoid it. Before too long, more students would show up, and the duo of teachers would give them the rundown of how things would go. His eyes narrowed as he heard the prompt for the whole thing. Pitting teams together right out of the gate, huh? 

He would eye the other students, a smile on his face as he at least tried to get a read on everyone and how befriend-able they were. Of course, that smile quickly faded as the one student who was away from the group made a comment of mutilation being acceptable. Joke or not...that was a bit much, especially for the first day. "The hell's your problem that you wanna jump right to cuttin' peoples' limbs off??" he retorted, giving the kid a hard glare that made most people he gave it to flinch - despite the fact he was probably the shortest guy there.

Whatever, it didn't matter a whole bunch anyway now that he made that intent clear to the teachers, too. Shaking his head, he would raise his hand after the other white-haired boy - seriously, was that common here? - asked his questions about the bomb. "To add to that question as well, the bomb isn't like...a real bomb, right? Mainly just asking just so we know how to actually...y'know, approach it." All the meanwhile, he was still half-eyeing the emo kid, trying to get a better read on him while he could. Either he was fighting him or he was working with him...both of which sound more like headaches than anything else.

[Zenkai Hatake]

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[attr="class","ZenkaiTitle"]Throughout Heaven And Earth [attr="class","ZenkaiSubtitle"]I Alone Am The Honored One [attr="class","ZenkaiTags"]Thea reijiro akagi Sebastian Sinclaire Demura Kano Miroru Raiomaru Toshigawa @alexandrie Leo Kaiser [attr="class","ZenkaiNotes"]

[attr="class","ZenkaiExposition"]The titan let out a loud yawn before shoving another coffee popsicle into his mouth, listening to the professors droll on about how amazing the school was and how extra they expected the students to be. Yeah, nah, that wasn't his jam. The only reason he even came to this gaudy excuse for a lesson was because Thea had decided to come and he hadn't yet won her friendship yet. He could tell that she was starting to get used to him so it was only a matter of time before they'd be chilling at the taco hut like him and Robin.

As Zenkai enjoyed his icy treat he looked around the people assembled. He could care less about the teachers, the only reason he remembered the Lion dude was because he spoke at the orientation, the other two he was completely clueless about. The students though, seemed to be far more interesting at least. Miroru was the only one of the group assembled that he knew besides Thea. The sunglasses kid seemed like yet another student who didn't want to be there. One of the two white haired students seemed sweets. The other was...Cringe inducing. "Wish you weren't so fucking awkward bud" Zenkai spoke in response to student's edgy comment about mutilation.

Zen waited for the other students to ask their questions before adding onto them "Yeah so...Can I be a villain...And can I be on Thea's team...And as Villains, are we allowed to detonate the bomb before the fifteen minutes?"

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[Kana Suzuki]

Kana Suzuki walked out of the changing rooms and into the training ground in her newly made hero costume, eyebrows creased in thought. She was rather happy with the costume (for the most part), a olive green form-fitting suit with a white trim and salmon pink sleeves that went to her mid-form arm. The dark grey pants were less tight in order to include a variety of hide pockets, just like Kana had asked for. The first year was still debating whether or not to keep the pink steel toed boots when her watch buzzed in a reminder to drink. Just like her normal backpack, this outfit also included a hydration backpack of course, though this one was more durable and made to be able to withstand hits.

The young adult ran over to where the group of her classmates were standing once she had properly hydrated, just in time to hear Astraeus-sensei's speech. 'Okay, so the workouts are going to be extremely intense... . noted.' She was glad to hear the hero's reminder of intent, problems with current hero society rushing through her mind. The instructions seemed clear enough, the stakes rather high of course. A determined look settled on Kana's face, because as much as she was scarred.. well, she'd made it this far already. And like Leonid said, it was a learning opportunity. 

'Though I do hope that whoever I get paired up with is kind at least.' 

[Freja Helt]

Freja was already dizzy. Trying her best to control her breathing and calming herself down with deep, silent breaths. She was facing a very real fear she had by signing up for this exercise. Facing her peers. When everyone had the potential to possess powers that could rip you apart in seconds, how could you face that without being completely paralyzed by fear? She hadn't found the answer yet, but she was hoping that no matter how disastrous her performance was here today, she was going to come out the other end stronger.

Glancing around at the other students, they looked so much more calm than Freja felt. Sebastian even seemed to be SO relaxed that he was falling asleep? Was it quirk related somehow or did he just not sleep at night when everyone else did? Miroru was here too. Freja thought back to the advice she had given her. In a way she was doing what Miroru had suggested. Stop running and take the fight to the others so she could prove why she belonged here. Although she didn't see any of her bullies in the crowd of students. Her eyes widened a bit at what Leonard said. Mental note, don't mess with that guy and pray you don't have to fight him. Akagi posed a legit question and one Freja hadn't even taken into consideration, but only made her anxiety spike more. She had no clue how to defuse a bomb! Where would you go about learning that anyway?? Was there some kind of bomb defusing course she hadn't heard about, or did every hero student just google bomb defusing in their free time? Thea's words brought a silent sigh of relief to Freja. At least not everyone here was ready to mutilate.

Looking at Jack and Leonard, Freja was thrilled that she wasn't anywhere near either of them seeing as there was already some tension building between them. She needed none of that! With Zenkai asking his question next, she was convinced that staying silent was the way to go. Just don't say anything at all and avoid embarrassing herself in front of her quirked peers.

She recognized Demura from the orientation, and Leonid had already taken steps to help her get in touch with one of the support students. The last teacher though, he was a mystery as far as she was aware. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she probably related the most to Alexandrei out of anyone here. The monotone voice, the sighing. So heroes like that existed too..

[Takara Toshigawa]

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Whoever these other guys were they definitely didn't have the 'wow' factor that her grandpa did. In fact, Takara who had shown up in her gym clothes with her hair tied back assuming it was a very physically active assignment was posted up in the corner of the room against the wall. She was scrolling through her phone as she found Alexandrei's speech quite boring and long compared to what her grandfather had to say. Now thats how you keep everyones attention, blondie over there could learn a thing or two from The Silver King.[break][break]

The other students who had showed up looked tentatively familiar likely from orientation as it was mandatory. The only person she actually recognized was Sebastian who she had chatted up with after the orientation and was still sleepy...or at least bored like she was. The rest? Looks like something out of a comic book with some of the most ridiculous costumes and outfit choices she could have even imagined. She did however scan everyone with her quirk just to see where the competition landed relative to herself. The only two that she thought was even remotely impressive were the taller guy who wanted to be a villain, real big shocker there. and the green-haired girl who looked particularly ordinary. Absolutely nothing to wor- wait...what? Taking a look at Freja while the volume of her aura wasn't much Takara for a second could have sworn there was a second smaller energy reading and when she doubled back to get a closer look she couldn't sense it anymore. "Oh she'll be fun" a mischievous smile plastering her face as she raised her hand "If we get to choose our opponents can I go against her?" she pointed at Freja with her free hand before turning her head to meet her eyes "Takara." she gestured to herself giving a pretty crappy introduction on top of putting Freja on the spot like that.

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[Rin]

Betterment of the self...

Hearing that from a teacher made Rin feel better, even if she was increasingly anxious about the exercise that was swiftly coming up. What side would she be on, who would she be with, who would she be against, would she be able to keep up? Because it was a contest with opposing win conditions for each side, that meant someone had to lose, right? Nobody would be mad at her if her side happened to lose, right? She wouldn't get thrown out or a bad grade because the other side was just too good? Unless it was just that she was just that bad and ended up costing her partner a victory by being incompetent.

All those thoughts got temporarily tossed aside when someone mentioned mutiliation and the brunette brought her hands up near her chest in concern, glancing around at the teachers and the other students - that wasn't going to be the case right?!? A lot of people spoke up against that, though, and it slowly started to calm her down. But she did notice that Freja seemed pretty worked up herself? Was she also worried about the exercise or the mutilation comment? And then someone asked to go against Freja, and Rin couldn't tell if that was just... normal, or if they had also noticed Freja seeming a bit off and were trying to target her? Would anyone even want to be Freja's partner for this?

For that matter, would anyone even want to be hers?

Raising her hand hesitantly up over her head, Rin mustered up the courage to ask in a maybe a little too loud voice - trying to make sure she didn't speak too quietly on accident. "Ca... Can I be on the same team as Freja-san?" Then she dropped her hand right back down, hoping she didn't cause a scene or make things even more awkward for anyone. Privately though, she couldn't help but feel just a little bit proud of herself for managing to speak up at all.

[Demura Kano]

All Demura could do after hearing the first question was rub the bridge of his nose, partly in exhaustion at the ones that followed it, and partly in confusion that someone would even need to ask them. Yes, they would allow the freshmen to cut each other's limbs off, seriously wound each other, and potentially cripple one another in the first training exercise of the semester. Yes, they'd be using an actual bomb, sourced from some evidence department and armed. If the heroes failed, well, oh well. Two less term papers to grade, he guessed. At least one of them carried some sense, at least.

He withdrew his hand from his face and did his best to return to a stoic outlook, though the clear annoyance probably peeked through. "Seeing as how you're supposed to be the creme of the crop for the next generation of heroics, I didn't think we'd need to be so precise in the instructions. That's my bad for making assumptions." He started. "No, you cannot mutilate your peers. Beyond it being a complete and utter use of excessive for, even if you were in an actual incident right now, it is also very much against school policy, my policy, likely Leonid's and Alexandrei's policy, and overall, the policy of the Japanese academic system to allow it to happen." His words were flat and direct, as if he were speaking to each student individually.

"No, the bomb is not real. Again, illegal, and even if it wasn't, an extreme danger to everyone's safety. Some of us may be able to handle the results of an explosion, but just as many can't. As far as the mechanics of the exercise, just like Alexandrei-san said, the heroes' goal is to extract the bomb from the area within the allotted time. This is being treated strictly as a time-sensitive task. Though in the field you may sometimes have the opportunity to defuse or disarm one, here we are seeing how you react under a crunch. I think that answers the question of if you need to know how to defuse it."

"And finally, no, you can't choose your roles, opponents, or teammates. You'll have to get used quickly to combating unfamiliar enemies and fighting alongside new allies. Figuring out strengths, weaknesses, and tactics is a primary trait any hero should possess."

He let out a breath at the end of it. "Anything else?"