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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Exams were over, and with them Jun had the ability to relax. At least, she would if she ever wanted to. Against the protestations of both of her doctors, she was out in Gamma again, and with a light twist. She had offered to be a training partner for any of the new students, and the one that agreed to today's session was...unexpected. On top of the mountain of anime she kept up with, she also kept an eye on the news, and the incident involving Ylva was an unpleasant one. She didn't know how or why she was at UAU now, but then again UAU also hired Lone Wolf...she was sure she could hear explosions coming from No Man's Land in Ground Beta, but she wondered if that was just her mind playing tricks on her. She had decided to be in her hero suit, as Gamma gave her more options to use her winches. She didn't like wearing her hero suit in this instance, but figured, "What's the worst that could happen?" She'd wait patiently for Ylva to arrive, hyped up on enough adrenaline from her exams that she managed to stay up. Once the quarry was spotted she'd wave, trying (and failing) to smile. "Hey! You're...Gugnip?" She paused, thinking. Foreign words were hard. "Gun...ship? No, Gun...Gung..." Ylva Riis

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Good Grades, Physical Conditioning, Not breaking the rules. These were the three things Ylva was focused on since coming to UAU. If you didn't find her doing one of the three things there was a chance you wouldn't find her. Perhaps a bit uncharacteristic of her to volunteer for something that involved interacting with people but a training session was a good way to see how far she'd come.[break][break]

Junsuina Kanjo. Name wasn't familiar but then again she didn't really try that hard to remember names. Easier to remember mnemonic devices or just make up a nickname, there were way too many people on campus otherwise. As she was without a hero costume, she opted to show up in comfortable workout clothes. Approaching Jun with the same indifferent expression she'd stand there motionless as she listened to Jun word vomit in an attempt to address her by her hero name "...Whatever." She'd assume a fighting stance, ready to get into it. "Whenever you're ready." [break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun vaguely recalled this coldness from the barbeque, and she tilted her head. She knew she got the name wrong and most people would correct her. Why wasn't Ylva? "Okay...well, uh. Figured we'd lay down some ground rules first. No brutality, broken bones, all that stuff, we're playing to immobilize, and if anyone needs to stop for any reason, we stop. Sound good?" There was something off about Ylva, so she kept an eye on her as she started to get into position, keeping plenty of distance between them. "I'm Junsuina Kanjo, by the way. But everyone normally calls me Jun." She put her fists up into a boxer's stance, watching and waiting. "I'm ready." Ylva Riis

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Jun would detail the expectations for their spar and Ylva would nod. If Jun was like everyone else she'd met she would have heard about Ylva's history with Shiketsu. It would certainly explain why she looked a bit nervous despite being an upperclassman - she had more field experience than Ylva, so why would she be nervous? [break][break]

Either way whatever her name was it didn't matter. This was a means to an end. "And quirks?" she'd add wondering if it would be possible to add that to their training session. Regardless of Jun's answer, Ylva would stay in a defensive position waiting for her to take the initiative. She would need to see how well Jun could move before she could strike. [break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... This...was an awkward problem. This girl was a reactionary fighter like Jun was, it seemed, always waiting on the opponent to make the first move. She was so used to sparring and even fighting people that were thrilled to take that first step, so this time...it was weird. So with Ylva posing the question and still not taking the initiative Jun let out a sigh, shrugging. "Yeah, why not." Tapping into her determination a pair of ten-pound guns sprang to life on either side of Jun, barrels pointing at Ylva as they spit fire at her. Not wanting to be a stationary target for the counter attack, Jun immediately jumped back and began to strafe to the side, guns starting to track their quarry in order to unleash another salvo. She's keeping an awful lot to herself. I don't think I've encountered anyone with her level of focus before... Ylva Riis

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[attr="class","nikki109"]This one was odd. Ylva would have thought someone in their third year at UAU would be less nervous. She wouldn't be hosting something like this for the very first time as Ylva had only heard about this through another classmate who mentioned there was a third year who did spars. Maybe she was just not comfortable fighting against women? She did seem like that type after all. [break][break]

Regardless of whether she in the closet or not, Ylva would be ready as she observed Jun using her quirk for the first time. 'Light?' that formed into weapons and then fired at her. Pretty versatile, assuming Jun wasn't limited to just turning that light into artillery. It was a good thing to study as she wasn't particularly skilled at making more than rough constructs with her ice, but perhaps this experience would give her some insight.[break][break]

As she wasn't quick on her feet, the best option at the moment would be to defend and see how strong these cannons were. Holding out both palms, she would freeze the moisture from the ground up every few feet in front of her, resulting in what looked like dominoes made of ice. She would try to keep the same thickness between them all as she wanted to see or rather if these rounds would fall off over time.[break][break]

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... The cannonballs smashed into the first dominoes, but seemed to shatter along with them. A second volley would repeat it with the second row, and the third seemed to only hit them at a glancing blow; damage to both, but Ylva's quirk seemed to be capable of stopping Jun's. For now. Jun herself had vanished, somewhere within the tangle of pipes and metal beams that made up Ground Gamma. While it was safe to assume Jun had gone deep in there in order to make Ylva chase her, in reality Jun found a small hiding spot while Ylva was distracted, waiting for the girl to "chase" after her. Everything about this screamed danger to her, and the cool part about these grounds was it let Jun utilize the environment to her advantage. At least, that was the idea. She's reactionary. She wants to capitalize on any mistakes I make. So I gotta make her be a little proactive. Ylva Riis

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Now this was more like it. Ylva was worried that Jun's soft demeanor would translate to a weaker ability, but she was very wrong. The cannonballs managed to get through all of her defenses for a 'warning shot,' which to Ylva meant that Jun had more tricks up her sleeve. [break][break]

As for Jun's disappearance, it perhaps would have been more effective against anyone else other than her. While Ylva lost track of her with her eyes, there was always her extra sense from her quirk. She hadn't gone far, likely aiming for a surprise attack, so Ylva couldn't counter. Smart girl. Ylva would take the opportunity to feign ignorance, looking from left to right and slowly walking forward to where she would pass Jun's hiding spot. "She's quick," Ylva said aloud, purposely speaking loud enough that Jun could hear her. Without warning, she would aim her palm toward Jun's hiding spot in an attempt to freeze the space in a radius, hoping to trap Jun or, at the very least, catch and injure her enough to make it easier to catch up to her. [break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun should really add cautious to the list. This was incredibly new to her. Well, something like this was bound to happen eventually. Maybe I can learn something from this after all- She had glanced ever so slightly from her hiding place to better observe Ylva, right about the time she put her hand up. Her danger sense flared to life, and knowing she wouldn't be able to deploy the winches in time latched onto her fear to create a chain linked to her arm, latching onto a pipe above her as she began hoisting herself up. Or...at least that was the intent. She barely got six feet into the air before she felt the ice wrap around her foot, halting all progress. To make matters worse, her boots weren't designed to be encased in ice like this. At best, they could handle six inches of snow. And the icing on this fantastic cake that was being made was the fact that this was an attempt to immobilize her. Jun clearly had a bunch of questions, but she was in full survival mode now. First things first, she'd utilize that same emotion only to ramp it up a little, conjuring up three massive anchors with their chains and flinging them piecemeal at Ylva. That'd buy her a little time as she grabbed one of the winch anchors, flinging it up to a higher point as she undid the straps on her boot, disconnecting it from the rest of her uniform. Finally, she'd activate the equipment and send herself zipping upwards, precariously landing on another pipe as she started to think of her next course of action; she'd have to make a note to wear a special kind of sock with her boots next time in case she had to ditch one again. Unfortunately, she had lost initiative, and would now have to fight defensively until she could find her opening. Ylva Riis

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[Ylva Riis]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Ylva's expression sharpened as she watched Jun just barely get away. She would make a mental note to not telegraph anymore for the fight. Usually, her quirk was effective enough to take care of things in one attack, but Jun was a bit faster than her usual targets. Upperclassmen were entirely different than Freshmen it seemed.[break][break]

She was initially curious about what the equipment Jun had and with it aiding in her quick escape Ylva would have her answer. Jun being able to use the 3D space of the grounds was annoying as Ylva didn't have anything to chase her down. It seemed like this would be a battle of attrition, which Ylva was confident she wouldn't lose.[break][break]

The anchors were a surprise. In fact Ylva was only able to barely dodge them with the last one that came clipping her shoulder a bit. Painful sure, but nothing she couldn't power through. It did inform her that if she took a direct hit it would be pretty debilitating. So she moved to the same corner Jun was previously in and as her ice melted, she grabbed the boot Jun "dropped". If she was going to use a vantage point Ylva was going to use her artillery.[break][break]

She collected the melting ice into the boot until it was filled with water and then, with all her might, she threw the boot at Jun. Her ability to sense moisture made it easy to track Jun even if she couldn't actually reach her. When the boot would get close to Jun, water spilling out as it flew, Ylva would snap her fingers and freeze it. What the end result was was a much larger frozen projectile that had spikes coming out of it made of the ice.[break][break]

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun, recover! She was barely able to maintain her balance up on the pipe. Part of it was her momentum, part of it was she was now lacking traction on one foot. At the rate this was going, attrition was going to defeat Jun. She had underestimated Ylva, and to make matters worse they had similar fighting styles. The only major difference was their particular skillsets...and the other girl didn't seem to have any form of mobility. I guess that'd make sense. She's got good affinity for her quirk, and she can easily overwhelm anyone with that. The problem with that is if you get too reliant on it and someone manages to counter you- She glanced over as she saw her...boot? What was her boot doing here? Is that water...? -WAIT, IS THIS GIRL FLINGING SPIKES?! Taking hold of the winch chain she dove off the side, flinging it over the pipe she was standing on in order to hook it over on itself, allowing her to swing away. This meant she would have to detach the winch once she got to the end, but was better than taking several spikes to the face. "I know I didn't outright say it, but spikes are not okay!" An argument could be made that she did shoot some cannons at Ylva earlier, but Jun's counter was always she had control over the cannon enough to not obliterate someone. Once she detached the winch, she'd roll to the side and look at reacquiring her target. Part of this was to try and force Ylva into a disadvantaged position and ambush her, but it was like she knew where Jun was at all times. Another question for later. But for now, she had to figure a way to end the fight quickly. Summoning six claw hammers to her side, she began sprinting towards Ylva's last known location, using the hammers to smash through any barriers or obstacles that the girl would erect. If she couldn't fight smarter, then she'd have to match power with power. Ylva Riis,

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[Ylva Riis]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]She didn't expect to hit Jun with the spikes and for the sake of her 'probation' it was probably good that it didn't. For Ylva this was all just a test to see if there was any distance between the two of them when it came to combat. For the most part they were exchanging pretty equal blows and Ylva genuinely believed that Jun was pulling her punches, the spiked boot was her attempt to get her to go all out. [break][break]

"I'd lead with that next time." With Jun as nimble as she was and Ylva not being particularly quick on her feet she concluded that she had one course of action - M.A.D. Being aware of Jun's location didn't mean anything if she couldn't get her to stay still and she'd already shown that she had the firepower to break through any ice walls she put up. [break][break]

Ultimately there was one thing and one thing she could do properly and that was freeze the area. She'd just have to aim bigger. With one hand pointed toward her path, erecting several thinner walls, something she couldn't avoid since she needed to conserve her energy. Once those were done, she'd clasp her hands together, concentrating as she sought out every available water molecule clearly building up to something while at the same time leaving herself immobile and wide open.[break][break]/div][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... The walls were a problem for sure, but they told a tale that Jun was afraid of: Ylva was planning on something bigger. She expected the hammers to struggle breaking through, but it didn't take much to cause the walls to shatter. This was bad news. Okay, not exactly the worst news in the world considering this was not a life or death situation, but the fact that Ylva had no qualms with expending copious amounts of power left Jun with an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She couldn't let this drag out any more than necessary. While she would normally utilize the big guns for a situation like this, the environment was too compact and collateral was too much of an issue. Breaking through the last barrier she'd continue her charge, the hammers flying at Ylva one after another in order to throw her off balance. The unfortunate truth was Jun didn't know exactly what was planned, so once the hammers were expended she created as big of a cannon as she could, an old Ottoman monstrosity that would have to suffice. And upon seeing the vulnerable Ylva, she hesitated. She was, deep down, letting her competitive side get the better of her. That drive to be the best, and to do whatever it takes. This was the moment that Jun would normally demand surrender, but surrender was not one of the conditions. At the last moment she adjusted her aim, so the massive shell wouldn't hit Ylva directly. It'd strike the ground next to her, break apart and send her flying. It'd leave some nasty bruises, but beyond that nothing debilitating. But it was in this hesitation that Ylva would find the timing to do what she needed to get done. Ylva Riis

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[Ylva Riis]

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THERE'S FEAR IN THE EYES

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[attr="class","nikki101"]OF ALL OF YOU THAT BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE RIGHT, AND YOU'RE RIGHT

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[attr="class","nikki102"]BUT ARE YOU RIGHT?

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Extending the range of her quirk took time which was entirely the reason for the ice walls. If Jun was as good as she expected her to be, as an upperclassman, she would probably expect something like this. That, however, was the trick. If Jun retreated, Ylva's influence would earn her a decisive victory, and if she pushed ahead, then it meant taking the brunt of her attack. Had this not been a training exercise Ylva would have frozen her to her core, but instead, she aimed just a little bit lower. [break][break]

Opening her eyes, she would see what Jun was up to, and given her aversion for spikes, she would guess that this was either a deterrent or something to subdue her. A large cannon, huh? Interesting. As Ylva's energy finally reached the endpoint, she would release her hold as the shell flew at her. The energy would swell as every inch of the surrounding area would flash freeze with ice. Jun would be coated in layers and layers of ice from the neck down, with multiple waves stacking on each other. The cannon shot hit its mark, and the resulting explosion would send her rocketing into some debris, causing some metal to fall on her, effectively rendering her unable to fight, but ultimately only mildly injured. Once the dust settled Ylva would speak "A draw." [break][break]

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... There was no time to dodge, and even if there was she couldn't get out of this unscathed. The layers that coated Jun was by far one of the worst experiences she ever endured, beating out an early springtime camping trip out in the rain. But they were both, effectively, rendered immobile. A draw. This encounter, while it was not exactly fun, did leave some room for improvement for Jun and some nice feedback she could give Ylva once she got the chance. "Okay...I th-th-th-think we c-c-c-can call it f-f-f-for the d-day," she says, shivering nonstop as she tried to think of a way out of the ice. The after action report could come after a trip to the infirmary. Ylva Riis

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