[Kazashi McCoy]

''Yer a real bastard ya!'' She grinned at the sheer audacity. Was this some kind of new technique they were teaching students? Flirt with the opponent to try and throw them off? Maybe she could have learned a thing or two, but Chuck always had hella rizz since the beginning, not that they were ever enemies.

As Rahul laid there she wondered what approach would be best with him. Beat him up? Restrain him? It hadn't exactly been an easy fight and she could use a break right about now. She might be a pro, but she had still only recently returned to the field after becoming a mother.

Uh oh, was he sweeping her leg? Her mind had wandered for a second there. Almost as if it was a reflex, Kazashi turned herself into a straitjacket with her eerily quick quirk mastery. It wasn't until he called out her lack of villain acting that she realized what he had been going for. ''Ya think this is a game? Tryin' ta be a smartass gets ya hurt!!'' She retorted, trying to wrap herself around Rahul's torso so she could restrain his arms. Little did she know this was playing right into his plan.

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲

[𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲]

A straightjacket… There was a perfect moment between transforming and wrapping around my torso, where I could have reacted. If I were in peak physical condition, I wouldn’t have had to accept what was to come — I could have intercepted and put her on the backfoot (even more metaphorically than usual). Instead I let her wrap around me. Nice and tight now.

I settle for the second perfect moment. When people are restrained they overlook the variables: their condition, their opponent’s condition, the strength it takes to keep someone restrained… A straight jacket simplifies the equation. It has a function. The arms are sewn across the chest. It zips up from the back. In other words, I have a target.

“Let’s see who breaks first.” A rabbit from my stomach and then two from my chest. The process wasn’t as quick as it was the first time. But it’s the last one in my bag of tricks. The force dissipates across the excess surface area. It’s a tight fit for my rabbits, but none of them will pop. And the few that do are replaced by so many more. She’s expanding like a balloon, the rabbits are air, and when she lets go — if she doesn’t, I’ll tear her in half — the smoke gives me a getaway.

The splitting pain of my skin cracking is numbed by my insatiable desire to prove my strength.

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Kazashi McCoy

[Kazashi McCoy]

''Not bad!'' She chuckled through a strained grin as she tried her best to keep up with the increasing pressure. ''Yer not as dumb as ya look!'' It was the perfect counter, exactly what she had hoped for since this exercise was all about pushing the students and letting them show their potential. She had tried to corner him into a certain game over, but he had responded correctly by using a countermove.

Eventually she had to give in, transforming back before the jacket could rip fully and bounding off Rahul before coming to a screeching halt. ''It isn't every day someone gets through my defenses, yer hella mad! That'll carry ya far as a hero!'' She laughed, although she quickly stopped to conserve on energy. ''So it's fisticuffs, then?'' She asked whilst immediately turning one of her arms into a scarf-whip, just in case she would need to swat a horde of bunnies away. Lord knows what this boy's quirk was capable of. Animals, smokescreens, quirks were getting insane these days.

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲

[𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲]

Black smoke arose.

I was free from her. No one could see where I was. Yet every glimpse from the rabbits as they burst free from her cage showed me a beautiful world, one where we could breathe. I knew exactly where to go to rejoin the fight. I’d lose her the process, too. Maybe divert her attention with some fake tracks. One less person to worry about.

But I’m so tired. I used my ace twice. My brain is spinning. Foggy. A single coherent thought seems impossible right now as I take in this exact moment over one-hundred times. Every angle overlapping… disorienting, yet beautiful.

The smoke clears and my hands are up.

“I forfeit.” I’m staring at the ground but I see the forest and its trees, the sky and its clouds, and millions of other me’s thumping onto the ground. Jumping for joy never looked so literal. “Pushing myself any further would be irresponsible for an exercise.” I have to stop before my skin starts bleeding. I give her a quick bow before heading off the field. “Thank you for your time.”

Damn lighter.

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Kazashi McCoy

[Kazashi McCoy]

That smoke was starting to get really damn annoying. She relied a lot on her awareness to use her quirk in such swift and reactive ways, but with all this black smoke Rahul was a tricky opponent for her. She had been pushing herself too, using her quirk to shield Iphigenia for so long and engage in skirmishes like this with no breaks. She braced herself as the smoke started to clear, villain or hero she was gonna put up a hella big fight until the end-

''Huh?'' She blinked her eyes when she was met with the sight of Rahul's surrender. ''That so?'' She grinned, breathing a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but wonder if he knew how close he was to having her cornered there. ''So responsible an' polite in the end!'' She cackled, but stopped when she felt one of her ribs hurt. ''Good fightin' ya little bastard! Good luck with yer studies!'' She bowed back, completely breaking her villain character again. Not that it mattered, not unless the school was secretly evaluating their performances as villains too! In that case maybe she should dial it up going forward. ''Right then, who's left?'' She sighed, turning her hand into a piece of cloth to wipe the sweat from her face. Taking a moment to assess the battlefield, she considered moving out and helping where she could, but after taking a few steps forward she toppled over, rolling onto her back as her quirk drawbacks started to kick in. ''Sorry Recall, that's me tappin' out for today.'' She smiled into the comms before closing her eyes, taking a nap either until the exercise was over, or until someone captured her.

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[Anya Nigiri]

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She would advance towards Jun. Perhaps she was putting a bit too much of her ideology into her act, but in her experience, villains were ruthless, and no amount of tears, begging, or negotiating would stop them from wreaking havoc. Jun had power that was for sure, even blocking her projectiles with her own avatar she could feel the weight behind her strikes. Anya, however, hit just a bit harder. [break][break]

She would pause for a moment snapping back to the reality that this was indeed an exercise and Jun wasn't really the enemy. "You can give up. There's nothing wrong with giving up, especially after you've gotten a taste of what it's like out here in the field." she would lower her blade. "Talk is all well and good, but you either need a trump card OR the support of your fellow pro heroes. Villains don't play fair." She would raise her blade and point it at Jun "So, what's it going to be hero"[break][break]

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[Freja Helt]

With how quirks were firing off left and right she felt like she had been plunged into an active war zone. Why exactly had someone like her, without powers, decided to want to become a hero again? She was still looking for the answer as she learned to understand herself and why she had been revived the way that she was. In the meantime she might as well try to do some good along the way. Make her second shot at life a little more positive and hopeful.

''Don't listen to her, Jun!'' She called out as she ran into the street, stopping a safe distance from Stronghold to point her bat at her. ''You didn't come this far to give up, did you? If giving up was an option you could have done so years ago!'' Her arms were trembling looking at Stronghold. She knew her life wasn't in danger and yet she couldn't help but feel extremely intimidated. Not that she could let Jun or any of the others see that. ''Villains don't play fair? Th-That's fine! Heroes don't have to play fair either!'' With a press of the trigger on her bat she fired the hidden grappling hook at Anya, attempting to both try to hit her, but also buy time for Jun to get back into the fight or run away. The thing they don't tell you, what Freja was slowly beginning to realize in her previous encounters with villains, vigilantes and even in these training exercises or during class, was that you didn't ever really go to the battlefield. The entire world was already a battlefield.

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[Jack Orion]

Jack raised an eyebrow, listening to Farrin's plan with earnest. Admittedly, he couldn't help but question just a little be where this type of thought process was before he showed up. Probably not best to really comment on it right now, though. Better late than never, much like Jack's arrival, so he had no room to talk. He glanced back over at Supernova, listening to his little retort about supernovas being brighter, yada yada yada.

He smirked, cracking his neck and knuckles as he attained a fighting stance, claws bared and coursing with Chaos Energy. "Yeah, I think we can make that work. Let's knock some heads!" he cheered, before rushing towards Supernova at top speed! He would quickly fire off a couple of small blasts from his hands, aiming to hit both his torso and his face. Just enough power to stall him if they connected, but not so much that it would cause a lot of damage to the area should they miss.

Gotta at least keep a part of the goal of the exercise in mind, after all.

"Y'know, you say that, except you forgot one thing! A supernova's light diminishes faster than it appears, while Sirius's light has yet to ever falter!" he spat back, joining in on the whole 'righteous hero' shtick. Firing off a couple more small blasts, he hoped to maintain his attention for at least a few seconds longer, waiting for just the right moment to strike.

Once Farrin would finally make his move and knock Supernova up into the air, Jack wouldn't be far behind! Taking a quick glance towards the general direction of Jun, Freja and Stronghold, he made a note of their position, before using one of the buildings to help boost him up! Once in the air, he would use a quick burst of Chaos Energy from his feet to propel him above where Supernova would be flying up, a fist coated in even more energy as he glared at the golden hero.

"BATTER UP!!!"

He would slam his fist right into Supernova's side, Chaos Energy exploding in a starry display and sending him flying right into Stronghold! At least, assuming she didn't catch on to what was happening before getting hit by the massive figure.

Assuming he was successful, Jack would then use one last burst of energy to quickly follow, skidding on his feet right to Jun's side as he landed. He smirked at the red-headed heroine, cocking his head a little bit. "'Sup, senpai, Freja? Looked like you were having some fun, so hope you don't mind if me and Farrin join the party!" he chirped, nodding at Farrin as he would presumably also make his arrival.

Of course, there wasn't a whole lot of time for chit-chat now. He would quickly return his attention to the duo of Pros in front of the now trio, once again maintaining a fighting stance. With Jack still at full power, and it being a 4-on-2 fight, things already started to look a lot more in their favor for the moment. "No more holding back! Let's go full throttle!" he exclaimed, his hair and scales quickly taking on a golden hue, crimson eyes now glaring intently at their opponents!

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Whatever the ultimate point of this exercise was it was surely coming to a conclusion. a lot of the other Pros had been taken out of the fight or surrendered and just as many students had done the same thing. With Mai unaccounted for on this battlefield, it was just her and Supernova, whom Anya didn't expect to get taken down easily. Hell even from what she had seen with him on the news he was a tank that no one even herself would be able to take on in a 1v1.[break][break]

She was so focused on Jun she didn't see Freja coming. Especially with not as simplistic as a grappling hook from a bat. The metal smacked her on the cheek but provided not much more than a glancing blow, leaving a slight scuff mark. "See, she's got the right idea." she would rub off the mark. "You do what you can to gain an advantage over your opponent." Her head would drift up to Jack's loud display and even louder voice "And if you're trying to throw someone off their guard you do it like her, not him." She didn't worry too much about catching Supernova; from this distance, it was fairly easy to avoid him landing on her. They were surrounded now but not necessarily outgunned...well, that was until Jun finally got her shit together. [break][break]

Energy would swell up around Anya as she took the onslaught head-on, confident that in a battle of breaking through her defenses she wouldn't lose. She didn't anticipate the ground collapsing beneath her, and she would fall into the pit, forming smoke billowing from the exit. Taking a page out of Kazashi's book, she didn't say anything for dramatic effect until a large hand from her avatar gripped the side of the pit, and with her on the shoulder, it rose to its full height. Anya was smoldering as part of the damage had been reflected on her body. "When you go on the attack against a particularly persistent villain, you need to go about it with the intent to kill." She would raise her blade, the massive one being reflected in the actions of her own avatar before she would exhale, and the entire thing would disappear with her landing on her feet back on the ground. "That being said, this is where I drop out; you 'heroes' got me! Supernova, the rest is up to you!" Her demeanor had shifted from battle-ready to a much more amiable look as she gave them a wave before gesturing to Supernova. Compared to her, he was much MUCH more powerful.[break][break]

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[Muruyama Kenta]

After some dodging and weaving Kenta managed to get himself out of the smoke as Lonewolf taunted/warned him about not being careful…and in a moment of scatterbrain he did look down while mouthing a quick “Wha…” more so to himself than anyone…not his proudest moment. Fortunately, he was more dressed for an actual fight now. Quickly looking up and raising his arm, the layer of gel covering him expanded in a shield-like shape, solid enough to deflect the salt bullets aimed at him.

It seems the two villains were planning to split up, right after Ryota gave the whole spiel about not playing fair “Hey, I thought you guys were going to take me…Ohsh!” he called out, seeing with the corner of his eye how his other teacher used a different facet of his ability, making one of the stray beams fire right at him. Kenta did bring up the Gel shield, which spared him from most of the impact of the beam, but it did shatter and send him flying back smacking against one of the buildings. Again, the gel on his back helped cushion the damage, though the gel on the arm that held the shield was now blasted of “Ok… one guy at a time…” he again said more to himself, but this time he didn’t call out his attack. Rather, focusing the gel around his legs, he sprung himself forward, lunging towards Ryota aiming a spinning kick at the teacher!

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[Shirayuki Mai]

"Copy that, Recall." 

Within the smoke cloud Mai spoke softly into her comms while doing her best to dodge beams and debris alike. With the limited visibility it took most of her focus but the way it caused the smoke cloud to shift obscured her movements perfectly as she ran. She doubted anyone had any idea where she was by now. Keeping track of an opponent on a chaotic battlefield such as this was difficult enough without them trying to hide their position. With smoke and Mai's dastardly plan thrown into the mix it would be nearly impossible.

Fear of the unknown had haunted mankind since long before the dawn of civilization and to this day there were still few things more hair-raising. The Blazing Djinn would preserve this feeling for as long as possible. By the time the smoke cloud would abate Mai would be long gone. Whether she was hiding nearby or had left the area entirely was, of course, entirely unknown. It was perfectly possible that at any moment she could jump back into the fray. Just as it was possible that she would never reappear.

It was the kind of treacherous trickery belonging to a true villain.

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he light of violet chaos and golden order danced in the skies. SuperNova was unrelenting, firing below even as Farrin's blow rocketed him skyward. Caught with an uppercut that would have robbed nearly any other of consciousness, SuperNova grinned. Though powerful and sincere in his efforts, the pro-hero was certainly on brand among hero society's theatrics. The verbal parries and thrusts lit his soul aflame, and then the little dragon's fist crashed against the hero-villain's armor, launching the man back to earth. 

Debris spat into the air as the giant smashed into the ground beside Stronghold, and before he could pick himself up, the air cracked as the series of ear-splitting explosions from Jun's attack bombarded Stronghold. Could she have continued the fight? Of course, but it appeared she believed the students' display to be one of worthy merit. Now, this band had one final obstacle to overcome. Him. 

SuperNova boomed out of the crater he had been planted in and landed aground, his feet firmly planted in concrete. Numbers would not frighten him. Not when he fights against worse odds on the daily. No, he wore the eyes of the predator staring down its prey. 

Meanwhile, Farrin knelt. His heart beat a million miles a minute. Mustering the speed to dodge SuperNova's attacks had been costly. He outran sound, but dodging light was another matter entirely. A moment's rest and he stood. "Jus' a little further now," he murmured, then he was off.  

He zoomed by the other's side, fortunate to find his temporal deceleration wasn't needed to bring Stronghold to surrender. In truth, he couldn't so easily slow people down directly. More often than not, he required they move into his deceleration fields. Time had rules, weird rules, that weren't easily broken. Now, the only threat ahead of them was one he was well acquainted with but had never defeated. 

If it was Jun's attack that brought Stronghold down, she had to be tapped or near it. But, maybe with Jack, who was coming in fresh, the two could muster the firepower they required. 

"Mood Ring, I know yer' tank needs ta' be tapped, but if yuh've anythin' left, try musterin' it up one more time," his gaze never veered from SuperNova, "Eh... Sirius," he recalled the dragon's hero name from the few classes they shared, "yuh've an energy emission quirk as well, so if yuh dun' mind, you should do the same. One big attack."

Finally, he looked to Freja, "Retry," he looked to with a smirk building across his face, "I think we should go' fer a run. Give our friends 'ere their openin."

"NEED I REMIND YOU, YOU STILL WALK AMONG THE BATTLEFIELD!" SuperNova shouted, golden light gathering, congealing all around him until it focused into his hands.  

If any of the troop wasn't on board, well, Farrin couldn't stop them from going about their own tactics, otherwise, he would throw a temporal acceleration field around Freja. 

"NOT SO FAST!" 



A brilliantly bright beam launched into the sky and dropped as a mighty blade between the students. The attack was aimed so that it wouldn't land any direct hits, but any caught close to the point of contact would surely be singed and seared, though still quite alive. Farrin, however, burst out to the right, away from the attack. 

"Oi, yuh' know better than most, Nova. Fast is what I do!" Farrin chirped. 

The air cracked as he launched himself at SuperNova's flank. Another, smaller beam of light parted from the larger attack. Then there were two. Then ten. Farrin weaved between explosions of light and lunged into the giant, throwing him off a step. A flurry of fists pounded against SuperNova's armor, forcing him further and further back, but the pro hero rode the momentum of a heavier blow and spun into a slash from his blunted axe. Farrin leaped, but he knew what came next, and he wouldn't be able to dodge this one. 

SuperNova's axe was a piece of specialized equipment that stored his light and, upon contact, could explode. Light burst from the ground and washed over Farrin, blasting him away, back into some rubble. The world blurred, and it took all he had to cling to consciousness. It was up to the others to deliver the next shot. 

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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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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun slumped to a knee, Farrin's assessment being fairly close to the mark. She met Stronghold's gaze with a defiant look in her eye, parts of the turret disintegrating. This was, for all intents and purposes, Jun's maximum output in a stressful situation like this. She'd have to, at some point, figure out a way to more easily achieve this, but for now this would have to do. Jun was giving it her all to not let the construct completely fade away. She started to turn it, and the melee that came of Farrin and Stronghold going full blast was something she wouldn't be able to keep up with. "One in the chamber," she calls out, knowing that once she let loose it would be her last act. If it came between her and someone else, Jun wasn't sure if she was prepared to make that call. She hated the thought of taking someone else's life, and even being complicit in it...well, it was an uncomfortable feeling. The problem with having the energy for one more shot was she had to make it count. Between the four of them, she didn't think they could do anything of note...except..."Tie him down...just enough. We just have to hold him down...him down..." She waited. Between the other three, she waited. Once she felt like one of them had slowed him down enough, she'd fire. And with it she'd collapse. Anya Nigiri,Farrin, Jack Orion,Freja Helt,

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[lonewolf]

Mark looked into his bag as he left Ryota and Kenta to their bout. Three more bombs. That'd have to do. He set up a bunch in all the other storefronts, and one in a mailbox. He wasn't here to win or loose, just to cause chaos. As such, fighting was not going to get him anywhere in any way.

Taking another swig from the flask, he made his way to a section of buildings in order to do what he set out to do. It'd probably take him the rest of the exercise, and hopefully everyone else was making some level of progress so he could provide the coup de grace. Or at the very least, cause the heroes a lot of stress in the end.

Muruyama Kenta,Ryota Hada