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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun let out a yawn, laying on her back as she stared up at the ceiling. She had moved up to the Landslide Zone as she waited for her charge for the day, only mildly regretting her decision. She had passed her year-up exams, and had another session with Sadako after the whole Momo incident. Jun still felt terrible about it all, but she was slowly narrowing on why she was the way she was...she'd have to figure out a way to make it up to her. How, she didn't know. But for the time being she had to get her head out of the clouds and focus on what she was doing today. With a new set of first years coming in, she had put her name out for anyone to come train with her for a day. From what she understood, this was another foreign student with a potent quirk. Word through the grapevine was that she barely passed the physical portion of the entrance exam, but Jun was taking that with a grain of salt. Her takeaway? That this Julie girl had potential. While she was no construct user, Jun figured it was best to gauge it and maybe give her a bit of advice. She'd be in her PE uniform, wait patiently (dozing) on a slope as she waited. Julienne Lémieux

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What's this? Julienne had only been at UAU for such a short period of time when this Junsuina character put out an offer to train those who were just starting at the university. How could she pass up such an offer? What's the worst that could happen; she gets absolutely trounced and makes a fool of herself? The thought made her shudder, but that never stopped Lemieux from making a fool of herself before! Wait, that's not... whatever; No research was needed to spar with this Junsuina! This was going to start raw![break][break]

All she knew was the date, and where the training would begin. Donning her UAU PE uniform she would practically march across the field toward their meeting place. She had no idea what Junsuina looked like, but she was certain that she would probably find her somewhere waiting in the zone. Stepping out into the open, the blonde would scan the horizon; there was a person just lazing about on a hill. That... couldn't be the person that was going to help train today, could it? It was just about the time to do so; it would take far too long to simply walk up the hill so... there was only one option. Running.[break][break]

The girl absolutely needed her quirk for the training after all; it'd be foolish to waste fuel doing something as mundane as checking on a sleeper. As she got within shout range she would throw her right arm high into the sky, waving and shouting. "Hey!" Even when yelling her voice had a distinct French accent. By the time she'd reach the figure lazing on the slope, she would throw herself forward, catching her hands on her legs in a slight crouch while breathing heavily. Julienne wasn't that winded, she just made it look like she was.[break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... "-Bwah?!" Jun sat up, not realizing she had dozed off and being very confused. For a moment she thought she had passed out training again, but the lack of intense soreness, the fact she was in a comfortable position, and the fact that someone was yelling at her told her otherwise. Well, two out of three there; the yelling was common. Looking down the slope she spotted someone running her way, her two braincells rubbing together and piecing that this was her trainee for the day. Rubbing at her face, she slowly got to her feet as Julie caught up to her position, giving her a second to collect her breath. "You didn't have to tire yourself out," she says, stretching out a little before relaxing. "You're, uh...Jew...Jewrian?" Why were foreign names and words hard? "Er, or should I call you Accelerator? Uh, I'm Junsuina Kanjo, but you can just call me Jun." She offered a short but polite bow, clearing her throat. "Once you're ready, we can begin. I figured we'd start with a short spar, give me an idea where your abilities are and all that. Is that alright with you?" These kinds of spars Jun was used to, and in doing them over and over she figured out a few of her own deficiencies. But it'd also give her an idea where Julie's were, too. Julienne Lémieux

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Hearing the girl try to confirm her name was all she needed to know that she has come across the right gal. A few words stuck with her; no need to tire themselves out? Wasn't that one of the goals of training? After all, that was the best part! Julienne still had plenty of energy in her; it was all a farce! Lifting herself to stand straight she would move from exaggerated signs of panting and exhaustion, to jokingly stretching from one side to the other, arm slinging over and behind her head one way, and then the other. "Accelerator is fine. Nice to meet you Jun!" The stretching stopped as she did a few hops in place as if limbering up. [break][break]

"A short spar!? Sounds wonderful. And what are the terms of this duel?" Her accent still kicked in emphasizing the word duel, but were still clear as day. Originally she had thought this was just going to be a normal training session where she could stretch her wings, so to speak. A prospect such as a sparring match intrigued her; if thus fellow student was so willing to do battle with the new students then clearly she would be able to handle everything Julienne could throw at her, right?[break][break]

All she needed to know was the terms. When was it considered a loss? Was it first contact? First blood? 'Til they couldn't stand? Most likely to first contact as the rest seemed a little too extreme, but this was UAU after all. The entire time Julienne would have a carefree smile plastered across her face, her eyes twinkling with excitement.

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun paused a moment, processing the question. Initially, it was to figure out what exactly Julie was saying (something she had to adjust to when moving to Tokyo), but once translated she had to think. Was she asking like this was a bet? It wasn't likely...or maybe she was asking the conditions of the spar. The rules of engagement. Reasonable enough. "Think the best way to go about it is first to be immobilized," she says, holding a hand up to begin rattling things off. "No attempts to break bone, no lethal force or attempts to maim...immobilization can be done any ways you see fit." A pause. "But uh, fair warning, I don't do touch very well. So." It was a little embarrassing to admit something like that, but she wanted to avoid another incident like with Momo. Granted, this was a situation that it was perfectly reasonable to be a lot more physical. "I'm ready to begin whenever you are. Don't be afraid to hold back, though! I might be small, but I can handle a lot!" She moved a little up the slope taking on a boxer's pose. She was giving herself a slight advantage on the high ground, but she was also starting to take note of other parts of her surroundings. Ways she could potentially bend the environment to her needs. Julienne Lémieux

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First to be immobilized... that was an intriguing choice. She'd place a thumb on her chin, thinking about it before nodding in agreement. It made sense, both were heroes, and they weren't really supposed to put their opponents in the forever box. That did put Julienne in a weird predicament. She hadn't sparred with anyone truly before, especially not one who was further along their path to heroism than she was. Did she hold back, for fear of her opponent or... Wow, these were thoughts that she should be thinking about more often! Smiling widely, she too, turned and stepped down the hill from Jun.[break][break]

"You know, I'm already learning a lot!" She called out behind her before turning around; If viewed from behind Jun could visibly see her quirk along her back; two folds with bright red edges, the same that sat on both hands. Luckily for her, Jun said to not hold back, something she had to comment on. "I'll do my best! Jun-Senpai, right?" She asked about honorifics, but as she did so she placed one foot forward, one back, angled her torso, and then the sound of wind came. Her hands were held facing the ground, and any light vegetation nearby seemed to lightly flow towards her as if she were the source of the flowing wind. Locking eyes with Jun, she smiled again; her softness had vanished from her face and was replaced with determination.[break][break]

"Ready or n-" her voice was cut off by the sound of a jet engine igniting as short orange flames shot out of her back. Where she was standing, a slight indent was left on the ground from the surprise force as the girl homed in rapidly on Jun in a wide arc; straight on was often a foolish idea. If Julienne curved her path, then she would be able to redirect herself maybe just a bit faster; this was all theory to her, and she was putting it into practice.[break][break]

Hopefully, she wouldn't telegraph her path too hard.

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun gave Julie a nod and a smile. She wasn't called 'senpai' often, but it was a nice little touch whenever someone did. Which...wasn't all that often. Dang. The mutation wasn't lost on Jun, and it was a curious thing as she set up. Something about it set off Jun's trope senses, and she figured it was something she needed to be on the lookout for. And boy, was she right. The moment flames poured out of Julie's back Jun's entire body tensed, prepared for what was coming next, and she managed to dodge out of the way. Barely. She was anticipating the arc and was moving out of the way before impact was made, but Julie was faster than Jun was with her quirk. Guess the rumors about her potential weren't unfounded, she thinks, channeling her fear as her rings began to glow, a chain forming and reaching out to slip around Julie's ankles. This was a mistake. The amount of force and heat coming off the girl, not to mention the noise, was enough to yank Jun off her feet, making her eat dirt before letting the construct fade away, forcing herself to a kneeling position. Well, that's not going to work. Now what? Best she could do is prepare for another attack, waiting to get out of the way. Julienne Lémieux

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Assaulting a target while flying was always a gamble; she lacked ranged techniques and unfortunately, all of her forms of attacking were basically throwing herself at her target. While her goal in this attack was to grab Jun, her maneuverability in the air at this speed was hampered. Either her curving tactic made it harder to gauge where to hit, or re-orienting herself to hit her target made it near childs-play to avoid her. Either that or the third option was true; Jun was prepared. One of these variables needed to be removed to be tested, and she hoped the third was successful.[break][break]

But... it wasn't. Right as she was about to reach her target, she threw out her hands and braced herself for the sudden impact of torso to torso, her arms acting as hooks to try to catch Jun as she closed her eyes. That impact never came. Instead, she felt something wrapping around her legs followed by a sudden force. Shooting her eyes open she looked back, and saw Jun holding a chain that had wrapped around her leg and in a panic, reacted. Firing off her quirk once more, she took off at an awkward angle, into the sky and then diagonally down into the ground.[break][break]

Jun may have eaten dirt, but Julienne skipped like a smooth stone on a lake. How many skips? At least 3, with each thud getting quieter until her momentum had slowed down enough that she could catch herself. The floor was... painful, showing it as her legs buckled after catching her weight, dropping to a knee. A moment of respite was needed. "Jun? You alright?" She called out; some dust had been kicked up and she was still getting her bearing of where she was. If Jun responded... then she would know which direction they were from.[break][break]

In vague attempts to cool down, she constantly blew air through her body; going from her back, to her hands. This act did not help with the dust in the air, creating more as the wind hit the ground instead of simply blowing it away. If needed, she could eject fuel at a moment's notice, but all that would do is put her straight into the sky.[break][break]

"That was pretty cool. Can you generate chains, or is that just one of many?" Her voice rang out loudly, still scanning around in attempts to locate Jun. Just how far away did she crashland?

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun was delighted to see that her attempt to yank Julie back didn't end in total failure, though she did feel bad. When training with her winches she had several moments where she ended up flat on her back or in a pipe or even smacking straight into someone. She couldn't imagine crashing like that over and over again. It reminded her of many accounts of test pilots "auguring in" when she read up on things like that. Awful. But based on what the girl was saying, she didn't know where exactly Jun had gone...or rather, had lost target. As much as Jun wanted to throw Julie a bone, it'd be more apt to act intelligently. Crouching down she moved to a low piece of cover, taking a breath as she focused on her determination. She figured her best course of action was to keep moving up the slope in order to get the drop on the girl, but she needed something to distract her with. So to her left she created miniature version of an old destroyer gun and aimed it in the general vicinity she heard Julie's voice, opening up a salvo as she started to make her way up the hill. The intent was not to hit (not like she could anyways considering she didn't have clear line of sight due to the dust cloud and the fact she wasn't really aiming), but it could give the girl a scare. Julienne Lémieux

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Her opponent seemed to never answer, vocally at least, as a loud series of cannon shots ripped through the air. Ducking down to the ground, a few rounds whizzed over the hill she was behind, directly above her. 'Shit.' She thought to herself. 'I didn't know she had guns' That certainly complicated things. If they had projectiles like that, then she might be able to just hit her out of the sky. It wasn't even something that she had practiced a ton of, but still; she had an idea where her target was. Think, Julienne, think![break][break]

Revving up her engine, she held her hands in opposite directions, angled slightly at the ground. Was this a good idea? She couldn't tell. If she had the angle correct, this would launch her directly into the sky with enough spin to be able to quickly gauge the area around her; that, and it was really, really flashy to boot. Ejecting fuel, and boosting straight into the air, Julienne corkscrewed rapidly before turning her hands and slowing the spin down. Five, ten, no, fifteen meters into the sky she launched herself (around 50 feet). Pausing at a higher altitude, she scanned the horizon.[break][break]

The spinning was too much to see fine details, she knew about the large turret that her opponent had produced. Hoping that Junsuina would need to be in close proximity to such a creation meant that was where she should look first. That... that was a much bigger gun than she was expecting. Pausing, she'd stare at it for a few seconds in awe before her eyes caught movement; like a raptor her head locked on and she watched, hovering. Wind was blowing out of her hands pointed down towards the ground as her form wobbled slightly from side to side to stay stabilized.[break][break]

"That's mighty impressive Jun-senpai! Good thing you missed!" She called out, trying to taunt Jun into doing something first so she could react; it was likely difficult to hear however, as the amount of wind flowing through her back made plenty of noise. If Jun did hear her, it would be unlikely that she could hear a response back.[break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... At the very least, it was easy to keep track of Julie. While impressive, it made enough racket that in any combat situation she would have to rely on shock and awe to get anything major done. Not necessarily a bad thing, but was definitely a hinderance if stealth was ever needed. With her opponent now in the air, Jun had to think how to deal with this new exposure. She was at a severe disadvantage; she was fast and could easily maneuver, but with Julie using her quirk could outclass Jun. All that preaching to Farrin about how I do better at distance, and the only advantage it's giving me is the ability to react. She skidded to a halt, trying to making out what was being said but figured the best she could do is keep up the pressure. The other turret would aim up, continuing it's barrage to try and keep Julie on her toes while she created another gun right next to her. Really need to practice the whole airburst thing, she thinks, taking aim and firing up at Julie with more accurate fire. It was hard to say if it would even hit, considering how fast and small Julie was compared to targets she intended the cannons for. Julienne Lémieux

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[Julienne Lémieux]

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With eyes locked on her target, she saw the massive cannon turn up to point at her without a word. "Whoa whoa, can we talk about this!?" She'd flail her arms forward, causing herself to be launched backward as the cannon fired, and she fell straight down towards the ground. It wasn't her goal to avoid the shot, just mostly accidental with the forces of her quirk as she careened downward, spinning violently. Ejecting fuel into her back, she launched forward rapidly, stabilizing her descent as she jetted up, around, and then paused mid-air again, breathing heavily.[break][break]

To someone from a distance, that may have looked like fancy flying, but it was really just an attempt to stay airborne. After stabilizing herself once more, she felt the strange feeling of her hair blowing in the wind. As if leaning on air while hovering, she'd feel her hair and pause; that was closer than she wanted to believe. Instead of a single braid behind her back that she was used to, her hair now flowed down and out, completely unkempt. "Woah, good shot Jun!" Julienne exclaimed as started the air through her other arm again to stay in the air. "Perhaps you'd like to try again! Maybe you'll hit me this time!" She called out once more, not fully knowing that her voice would land on deaf ears as she chose to take the initiative this time. Utilizing gravity, she turned off the wind keeping her in the air, before pulling in air and igniting her 'engines' once more.[break][break]

Rocketing down, curving along she would once again try to dive bomb at her target, weaving left, right, up, and down as she flew; it slowed her travel time but certainly made her trajectory more confusing. Her goal? Close the distance, get up close and personal with Jun, and perhaps, land a single hit. First, however, she needed to not get hit by any projectiles from her opponent.[break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Okay...it was becoming more and more apparent to Jun. The girl had raw power, but didn't have the finesse to back it up. And with that noise, it was easy to assume she was basically a living jet engine. The only question was, what needed to be done in order to provide for better control? Julie was flying around and it looked impressive, but her keen eye told a different story: she was doing a lot of this on accident. She'd keep up the fire, but between both guns she wasn't going to land a hit. Or...well, if she took her time, it was possible, but Jun didn't want to do that. While she had control over the shell and could alter its makeup to be nonlethal, any impact might cause Julie to careen into the side of the hill, or straight into the ground, and cause serious injury. She didn't want to do that. If she could keep the girl on her toes, then the better. But now she was being dive bombed, and Jun had to think of something. Fast. Like, right this moment, she's almost on top of her! What could she do, what could she...do... It was more logical than she was giving herself credit for. Once Julie got within range, Jun would dismiss her constructs and duck, effectively forcing Julie to make a rough landing to get in close or abort and fly away in order to give Jun a little more time to think of a better means of capturing her. Julienne Lémieux

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Left, right, do a barrel roll! Press A to... never mind that, just don't lose control! Her mind screamed at her to get out of the way of the projectiles; it was something she knew was required but if she just simply dodged without doing anything else, she would never land a hit on Jun. One projectile, two. Three projectiles... blue? That didn't seem right. She could have sworn there was going to be more than that, but she had misjudged her own speed. Jun's cannons had vanished, and it was now her chance to strike. Holding her arms out to either side, she careened at the other girl like a missile and braced for impact. But, it didn't happen; her arms grabbed air. Flipping herself around, she fired her jets back and forth, to try her best to land and get a grip of her surroundings, but her speed was too much.
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The rushing air stopped, and the sound of a heavy landing could be heard, followed by a small dust cloud around the source of the impact. Julienne did her best to stop her movement, but she had only slowed herself down by maybe a nice 50% before landing. All four of her limbs screamed and creaked at her as she was starting to succumb to the sudden g-forces that her quirk produced; what made it worse was that she was not keeping an eye on her fuel tank. She could maybe do a maneuver like that... once or twice more and then she was out. "Breathe... Julienne... Breathe..." She spoke aloud to herself. "You... need to breathe..."
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Inhaling, she received a large chunk of dust and began coughing. Breathe somewhere else! Lungs now on fire, she sprinted forward to get out of the dust cloud she had made, before tripping and landing right in front of Jun, on her hands and knees. Wait, that didn't make sense? Her mind stared at the girl, darting her eyes around left and right trying to plot out her course. Did she... grab too early and mistake her positioning? What went wrong that she lost track of her path?
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Julienne couldn't have seen it, but immediately after the grab, her body was still spinning from the barrel roll before and her attempts to slow down instead had caused her to do a complete U-turn, landing much closer to Jun than she had planned to. Much closer.

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Well, that was...something. Jun remembered, a long time ago, how first generation planes and even jets operated, and how dangerous all that was. She was more interested in naval history than aviation, but the things she read in that book came back to her as Julie crashed into the ground not far from her. As she staggered out and fell into a kneeling position Jun decided to try and end this early, tapping into her fear again as a chain loosely wrapped around Julie. Any serious effort for her to escape would be successful, and there was a reason for that: Jun didn't want to go for another ride. There was a lot of dust and debris whipped up, and flying was something that Jun hated with a burning passion. "Alright, so...let's maybe stop here. I uh. I don't want you to get seriously hurt," she says, maintaining distance from Julie just in case. "Youuuuuu. Have a really cool quirk. Almost like out of an American comic," she says, starting to think. "But you need some serious refinement. You've got a limited control over your quirk that could lead to some serious injuries." She tilted her head, looking at Julie's hands. "Do you only have jets on your back and hands?" Julienne Lémieux,

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