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aybe a little daytime excursion would do his friend some good? That's what Farrin was hoping for, at least. Then again, how often did the young time-turner venture beyond UAU's walls without laying his life on the line in one form or another? Even his "practice patrols" had a way of going awry and fretting with peril. Though, it would be a lie to say he didn't often go looking for trouble. Whether by his bending of the rules or random chance, he found trouble, and trouble found him. 

Let's hope today doesn't follow the pattern. Farrin's boots are firmly planted on the edge of one of Tokyo's many spires, stabbing at the clear skies. It was a large building with a nice view of the city below. The perfect perch for a short break. He and Kenta had been bumbling about their route for nearly three hours. All quiet so far. Families were skittering through the streets, cars buzzing to and from work. Things were going well. 

"Let's take a breather," Farrin offered, kneeling into a seating position, his legs dangling freely over the building's edge. 

A protruding ledge sat two levels below them, then another ledge a few levels further. If they needed to descend quickly to respond to trouble, that would work until they were level with a residential building across the street- from there, they could leap onto that building's fire escape and make their way down. Hopefully, that wouldn't be necessary. 

"E'erythin's quiet so far," he chirped, "think we may jus' have ourselves a delightfully uneventful patrol this time 'round."    

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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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[Muruyama Kenta]

One thing he appreciated since getting into UAU was the ability to use his quirk in public. Of course it was all within reason, during practice patrols runs, which usually entitled some trouble. But he had the chance to stretch his legs and gel in a vastly different environment than usual. While the Urban training area was a godsend for him, learning to move through an actual city with people bustling in it was a different thing entirely. And he was glad for every second.

The patrol with his friend was moving smoothly so far… and he managed to not fixate on the elephant in the room, meaning the time the patrol went really bad. It still weighed on him of course…but one step at a time, it was a bit lighter.

As Farrin was sitting down Kenta was approaching him, having landed on the building a moment behind him “yeah…we deserve a bit of a break…and I need a snack” he replied, breathing a bit heavily as he sat down next to his friend, one hand in a handbag slung across his shoulder. Picking out a katsu sandwich he bought at a convince store earlier on “I got another one if you want, unless your saving space for something bigger later?” he asked in jest as he looked down “ye, so far so good. Maybe all the crooks got tired and went into hibernation for a bit” he joked, taking a bite of the sandwich, before adding “Got any plans after were dong for the day?” Just enjoying some calm time with his friend.

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he people below skittered about like ants. Was this how some heroes lost their way? Easy to think yourself a god while sitting so high above the rest of the world. Farrin would never lose his perspective. He wasn't in it for fame or fortune. While money was a necessity to live in the modern world, in excess, it was a rot. A corruption that malformed the soul and skewed one's vision. Like his mother before him, the time-turner intended to make enough to live comfortably and use all the rest to help people however he could. He pursued this line of work to do exactly that. Save those that couldn't save themselves, and eradicate pain whenever it might be found. 

A katsu sandwich. Food. There wasn't a more surefire way to break the boy from his thoughts. "If yer' willin' ta part wit' it, yuh' won't hear me say no," Farrin chirped, looking over to Kenta. Chronokinesis was a physically demanding quirk. Farrin could scarf down five full and hearty meals on his less disciplined days with zero issues. Sandwich or no, he had every intention of grabbing more food later. 

"Eh, probably jus' change n' hit the trainin' field," he answered. Such was his life. Training, training, and more training. Well, except, "was thinkin' o' maybe goin' lookin' fer a part time job or somethin'. I dunno. Somethin' else ta' change things up a tad, make some money too." 

Distractions were dangerous, they tempted and enticed, dared to pull Farrin away from the path he had dedicated himself to. But, a one-track mind was the most certain way to erode the soul. His training had only intensified, especially in recent months, but Farrin was losing something inside him, and he knew it. Brick by brick, he built his inner walls high and made himself stronger, but within those walls, there existed a growing emptiness—a void. Right now, a distraction that still saw him progress in this little thing called life might just be welcome.  

"Dun' know where ta' start wit' that, but might at least start ta' look." 

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[Muruyama Kenta]

He smiled as he handed over the other Sandwich to his buddy, who seemed to be somewhat deep in thought before he mentioned the food “Figured you’d be a bit hungry, but remember you owe me one” he said with a chuckle. The view of all the people going about their day was pretty good… he did like the view from a high spot in general. Probably part of the reason he enjoy free running as much as he did.

As Farrin mentioned his plans for later he said “I mean we did get a good work out already don’t you think? But your right, maybe it’s a good idea to find a gig on the side, extra money doesn’t hurt. I have my streams but I don’t have that much of a paying audience yet…well besides that one clip that went big on accident…tho dealing with that was a headache in itself” he said with a groan as he munched his sandwich, reminding himself of that incident where he and Freja were attacked.

After moment he added “Depends what you’d be looking for I guess. I bet some food places are gonna be looking for people to help out. I guess delivering food is a thing…though I don’t think we’d get away using quirks to dash to doors would we? Like…what would you like to do if you’d get the choice?” he asked slightly curious. Only other role he could imagine his friend besides a hero is some big shot Boxer…that might be hard to pull of part time probably.

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hose walls, he let them fall apart in the past. Left himself open. Vulnerable. Weak. It had been worth it at the time- or so he had thought. Standing at the thread tip, here in the land of the present, he wasn't so sure. That weakness left room for a new wound from a place most unexpected, a wound deep inside of him now. It was the source of his inner erosion. He found himself along the dark beach of his inner thoughts every night when he slept. Sifting dreams that dragged him to a place many here might call the far shore. Farrin wasn't so sure what it was anymore. He knew that with each visit, he was hollowed out just a bit more. How long before there was nothing left? Nothing but a machine. Nothing but Oberon.

"Huh?" he said, his mind ejected from those inner thoughts and out into the world with his friend. "Oh, heh, put it on me' tab." 

Farrin bit a chunk out of his sandwich gnashed at every morsel, and swallowed. He shrugged off any idea of not training even more later. Even if it cost him in some esoteric way, what else was there but training? That was his path. He could hang other pictures, memories, along the corridor of that path, but he would never stop walking it. 

"Eh, always more room ta' train. I've a new idea, somethin' I seen sorta. Involves some intensive climbin', should work quite the muscle group." 

Another dream from another time. He was training with a man he never met. Not in this life, anyway. But in another, he found a fellow Irishman here in Japan. Baa'stian Ives. No sign of him in this time, but in that parallel thread, the man had a younger Farrin climb mountains while bound in chains. Extreme. Ingenious. Buuut, Farrin would drop the details on that little project later. Right now, he needed to focus on that job.

"Dun' really know, me' sham. Ne'er gave it all t'much thought," he answered, "Didn't have da' luxury o' lookin' that far ahead some years ago. Recently, only thinkin' o' bein' the best hero I can. All I've had. Dun' know what else I can er' should do, well, professionally."   

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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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[Muruyama Kenta]

Kenta looked at Farrin as he sat there sandwich in hand…tho his mind clearly seemed somewhere else, only really snaping back to the moment after a few seconds “You got it…though I guess we’ll need to get someone to recount it. There is a slight chance I might owe you” he said with a joking tone. By this point with how many snacks or drinks they exchanged, it would be a bit hard to keep track.

As they ate the sandwiches he replied “That sounds like fun. You know me, I won't skip a chance to get on top of something high…though I imagine I’d need to not use my quirk for the full training huh?” he asked. Not that he didn’t know to climb without it, he had plenty of experience from back before UAU. And he also knew just how much aching was probably in his future if they ever went forward.
He listened to him reply to his question. Not a surprising response, it did feel that oftentimes being a Hero was all that was on Farrins mind. The drive was admirable… but he couldn’t help but worry about the toll on his friend, especially with how he spaced out before.

Still, he tried to lighten the mood a bit “Well it doesn’t have to be a whole business plan, like, were both set on making it as heroes, but I guess if there is anything else you ever thought about, even if briefly. Like when I wanted to be a wrestler when I was a kid and before honing into getting into hero work…though I guess those aren’t that much different in some ways… hm, actually I wonder if my wrestling school is doing shows…could be a way to earn some extra yen. Maybe even get some pointers on hero costumes…”

Kenta felt he went a bit motor mouth, but he also felt comfortable in the moment, hanging out with his friend…and he hoped if Farrin was feeling blue for whatever reason, this could help him relax, if only a little.

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t was like two minds occupying a single body. There was Farrin, born and raised, who lost one parent to another, survived homelessness, and aspired to balance the invisible scales leveraged against him by his father. And then there was Oberon, the summation of those efforts, a being built by sifting dreams, strength personified, and heroism incarnate.

That's how he saw it, at least. The former wanted to be a hero. The latter was one. But there was some profound loss in the making. He was wading through the thickest haze in search of answers, some way to resolve the two into one. 

Then he imagined Kenta leaping from the top rope, a mountainside in this instance, to body slam some poor unsuspecting gob below, and the bubbling tension of his thoughts cooled. "Yeah, no quirks fer' dis' climb, bud," he responded. 

Farrin took another bite out of the sandwich, listening to Kenta's offered advice. He scarfed the food down, then replied, "I jus' ne'er really thought 'bout it. Wanted ta' be like me' mum early on, so heroism it was." He paused for a moment, recollection spinning between his ears and tugging on a distant memory, "I did think o' bein' a police officer once, was thinkin' what I'd do if I ne'er had me' quirk, but that's basically heroism, jus' on the quirkless level." 

Some police officers had quirks and simply didn't aspire to heroism's scale, but much of the police force was quirkless. It was a fine pursuit when left uncorrupted, but that went for most positions of authority. Regardless, it didn't do much for his current predicament. 

"Help! Help us!" A voice hollered from the streets far below. 

There were no bangs, booms, or pops that would suggest explosives or gunfire, but clearly, something was wrong. "C'mon, we'll pick this up later. We've work ta' do," Farrin said, then leaped below. 

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[Muruyama Kenta]

“All fair, you cant be the only ones with guns around campus!” he joked, flexing his arm a bit and slapping the bit of muscle that was there. Kenta was of course in good shape, but it was more lean. He had stamina and agility, while his friend was like a brick wall, just waiting for someone to crush themselves on him. He wasn’t really worried about the contrast, but he did feel getting a bit more core strength could only serve him well.

He listened to his friend reply nodding silently before saying “Yeah, I get that. I always liked looking at heroes and all but…I didn’t grow up always wanting to be one. My dad being a policeman got to hear and see the less glamorous side of dealing with crime and all. I always wanted to do my own thing till that one screw-up I had… I guess seeing someone selflessly come and save me after I messed up inspired me in a way. For a while all I could think of was how cool the hero was…and I guess I liked the idea of being able to help others and make them feel inspired... Also probably the death stare I got from dead help me set my head straight a bit” he finished, reminiscing a bit about his own past and motivations.

The break was interrupted by the call for help below them came’ Well, at least they got to finish a bit of a meal “Yeah, lunch time’s over. Time to teach some dumbass a lesson” he said with a smile on his face as he followed behind Oberon.


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arrin always believed Kenta's most significant obstacle was, again, Kenta. Maybe the same could be said for most heroes in training. Most people, really. But the both of them knew what they wanted.

The depths of darkness that pooled in the heart of villainy were not lost on Farrin. Even before his father's fall, he was exposed to it by both his parents' professions. It was another commonality shared between the two lads. Not their parents' professions but their exposure to the world's less righteous sorts. Now, it was up to them to take the fight to those less righteous sorts like those causing trouble below. 

So, Farrin leaped, using temporal deceleration fields to slow the air itself, causing it to act like a solid, if only for a moment. It was like descending a massive staircase, except at hyper-accelerated speeds. Below, there were four creatures. They were slightly humanoid in shape but larger. Far larger, like mounds of flesh and muscle, crowned by a skull and massive teeth. Their left arms were those of massive chains. 

All four swung, but Farrin spun between them and threw a kick into the closest of the four. The beast was whipped back into the side of a building. Despite its size, it lunged back up and lumbered in his direction. It was slow at first, swaying from side to side, then sped up to speeds unimaginable for its size. It whipped its chained left arm towards Farrin. The young hero-student leaped away, but concrete spat into the air as the chain struck. They were tough, faster, and strong as hell. 

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[Muruyama Kenta]

Kenta wasn’t that deeply interested in his fathers work for most of his life, probably partially because his dad kept that stuff separated from home. A few embarrassing moments of him getting caught doing dumb stunts where he wasn’t supposed to but otherwise he didn’t know much. Even after his trajectory to becoming a hero was set he only started asking a little bit more. Partially the fact they were a small town made it so things were pretty calm… and his dad still wanted to keep the more gruesome bits close to his chest.. Still, he managed to glean how harrowing dealing with villains and their collateral damage could be. He could be a reckless goof but he never wanted to see others hurt. And he wanted to keep others safe as he became a hero.

While his friend slowed himself down with his quirk, Kenta fell with grace down before he was low enough, and shot a strand of his gel to swing to the side and down again, slowing his momentum to a safe level. Once they were down, they were met with 4 pretty grotesque-looking things “What in the actual…shit lookout!” he cried out as he bounced back, the creatures already on the assault against them. Farrin managed to send one flying and got its attention, while Kenta leaped up into the air, and focused two large globes of his gel calling out “Dynagel Trap!” sending the two globes towards two of the creatures. Once they impacted either with the things themselves or the ground behind them, the gel balls would explode and cover the creatures with a mess of the sticky gel, hopefully restrain them enough for him and Farrin to be able to take them down one by one.

Farrin

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hey were misshapen, gnarled amalgamations of flesh, bone, and heavy metal. Immensely powerful and incredibly dangerous. One of Kenta's gel globs splattered against the closest of the creatures, and just as planned, it was entirely restrained. The metal chain that was its left arm was stuck against its body, and its stumpy legs were glued to the ground. The second glob, however, only managed to restrict the other's target's movement. Its legs were locked in place, but the massive, heavy chain was free. It whipped the appendage Kenta's way, and the air cracked like a whip as it snapped at the gel hero. 

It was time for a little teamwork. Easy enough with Kenta. Farrin threw a temporal deceleration field up to intercept the chain, heading Kenta's way and exposing the creature. He yanked a window open, now Kenta only needed to take advantage and leap on through: in this instance that meant running the pain train through the monster. 

"Hit it!" He shouted while falling through the air after his last evasive maneuver, and then his attention turned back to his attacker. 

He drew its chain back after the previous attack and whipped at Farrin again. And again, the time-turner dodged. He spun, mid-air, and found footing on the large appendage. He beamed down the chain and delivered another kick against the creature's face, lobbing it back several meters. 

Farrin joined the beast. Another chain snapped against Farrin's back. Pain lanced his nerves and seared up his spine as the boy flew and smashed into a nearby building. A second wave of pain followed the first as he broke through a wall, leaving a crater in the building's side. It was like being whipped a hundred times in a blink. Heavy, serrated metal slashed and tore. His suit ate the brunt of the blow, and still, Farrin felt beads of blood racing down his back. 

"What the fookin hell are these thing?" He asked through grit teeth. 

He pushed against a tile floor, dislodging himself from the dresser he landed in. It was one of the newer apartment buildings, and a woman screamed at the sight. A man grabbed her arm and ran her out the front door into the hallway. Good, they were smart. 

Farrin marched back out of the crater and armed his linear cannons with the flick of his wrists. The creature that had swiped him out of the air was lashing at Kenta now. Maybe a little ranged game would resolve the conflict sooner. He aimed with his cannons and fired.  

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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: Muruyama Kenta
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