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or whatever reason, Farrin and Jun's paths had stayed relatively clear of each other for a time. The powers that had deigned it so it seemed. That was, until today. Not that the young lad minded. Whatever differences they had, they didn't stain Jun's character. She could be pretty uptight and unyielding, but Farrin knew he could be stubborn, too. At the end of the day, he still thought her one of the good ones.

Back to today. Well, Farrin wasn't one to shy away from patrol assignments. He took on any and all, then went out and about on his own time as well. A preliminary license really made all the difference. Sure, he technically was only supposed to act if he happened to come across danger, but if he happened to be out and about in the city, well, there was always bound to be danger. That wasn't the case today, though; this was legitimate coursework. And he and Jun had been assigned together once again. 

"So, didja get caught up in all tha' dreamin' craziness?" He asked as the two crossed a rooftop with a decent vantage point over the city outskirts they were assigned. 

The dream festival and the following attack took place only a few weeks ago. Word bumbled about the university's hallways, rumors about the attack's true nature and origination, but as far as Farrin knew, nobody had all the answers yet. He had been caught in the green wave while heading back to campus after he and Josephine went their own ways. Then the world went crazy. For three days, he was beaming through Tokyo's streets, trying to keep peace where possible and quelling the chaos where he could. It was a whole mess. One he hoped would not soon be repeated.     

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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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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun's calf still ached from her little endeavor during the Dreamworld fiasco. That entire week was trying between the problems she had prior to the festival and the quirk swapping after. There was a lot to process still, and even more was to not take her quirk for granted anymore. It was something special, her power and her light. At the very least, she learned she could manage one of Gen's 'quirk's'. There were some things she was thinking on regarding that, but she had to prioritize. Like this patrol. Dealing with Farrin. She let out a sigh, shaking her head. "You ever deal with a girl named Ylva? Or Kurokami Gen?" This wasn't her dodging the question with her own, it was her summarizing her experience. Which, needless to say, was unpleasant. Especially Ylva! Gen she expected to be a pain in her backside because it was Gen, but Ylva? She had a brain, there was no need for her to be especially difficult during that time. "Things are still wired up from that period. Probably best to keep an eye on the ground..." This was her real effort to deflect the question. But mostly because she sucked at small talk. Farrin

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lva and Kurokami Gen. The latter sounded slightly familiar. The former? He hadn't a clue. Just where was this going? Had she been mixed up with these two when the attack happened? Were they hurt? Farrin had run into Marlene and, oddly, Zenkai on the third day of the attack. Together they ran a rather rambunctious gang out of a repurposed police station. Criminals, taking advantage of the chaos, turned it into a club and stored many of those trapped in this dream world in there, right beside some sort of sacrificial altar. Crazy shite.  

"Can't say I have," he answered, ascending the rooftop ledge and looking below. 

This far out from the city's heart, the buildings didn't reach as high in the skies. Most were only a few stories tall. Maybe the ward was more residential than commercial? It was rather quiet. A few cars passed below, as did the occasional passerby. Nobody was in a rush, just a few leisurely strolls.  

"I'll take a stab at it n' assume you were wit' 'em when e'erythin happened?" Farrin pulled a protein bar from his socket. Tore the top off the wrapper and bit right in. Chocolate flavored. Yum. "Yuh' want one?" He offered after scarfing down that first bite. 

Then his eyes were back on the streets. She wasn't wrong. It was in complacency's shadow that evil took root. Shite always hit the fan when you least expected it. 

And the stinker storm was coming their way soon. Only a few blocks behind the duo, three figures stood atop a building that had about three stories of height over the one the students occupied. Spies spying on spies. Or something like that. 

"So, that's the target? Right?" One of the figured asked.

 "Confirmed," answered another.

"Then what are we waiting for?" 

"We move when lady Delilah tells us to move, cool your jets," number three chimed in.

"Maybe you're content sitting on your ass, but we have a job to do, and it's sitting right in front of us. Come on, let's get this show on the-"

"That's enough of that, Enjinn," Delilah cut the man off, her words that of honeyed venom, sweet but not without threat, "Dokab is correct. You'll move on my word. I want to watch for a few more moments, that's all. I'll let you off the leash soon. Promise."     

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun nodded, rubbing the back of her neck. "Yeah. Rather not talk about it." While she did seem defensive, it wasn't her usual barricades she threw up. The less she could think on that incident, the better; her disappointment could only run so deep. "Uh, no thanks. I'll worry about food when we're done with patrol." While she had gotten over her finals fervor, she had gotten back into her bad habit of neglecting her health again. Case in point, she had absolutely nothing since the night before. While her body fought her on the offer of the bar, she was resolute to wait. Maybe a breakfast meal would be good...with fried fish and eggs and hashbrowns and- Her stomach grumbled at the thought, forcing her to put her hand over it. Why is it you don't say anything when people offer, but get upset when I start thinking of food? It didn't help that she was slowly developing a sinking feeling in her gut that made the sensation even worse. Every time she had been on a patrol with Farrin something always went wrong, and despite her hopes that this was going to be quiet her trope senses told her otherwise. "I'm gonna head over to the other end of the street," she says, pointing at another rooftop. "Try to get eyes on other parts. More coverage and all that." Farrin

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 arrin's gaze lifted from the calm of the streets below and shot Jun a quizzical stare. Still keeping that distance? Farrin was no stranger to pride, but their path was populated with enough obstacles as it was. There was no sense in building even more. If she wanted to go hungry, that was her choice, but Farrin pocketed that extra protein bar just in case. 

"If yuh' say so," he answered, turning again to the streets, "jus' lemme know if yuh' change yer' mind." 

It was an open offer for the duration of their patrol. Gotta fuel the tank eventually. Farrin was no cook, liable to set the kitchen ablaze making toast. So, he kept his room stacked with boxes of protein bars. It was something to snack on during those few hours he was in his dorm room or when it was convenient to carry some meal replacement with him rather than head to the cafeteria.

"Think I'll head below fer' a sec, check the angles blocked from up 'ere," he said, letting himself drop over the edge, "jus' give us a shout if-" 

And then his voice was gone. Cut off out of nowhere. 

"I've got him. Go now," Delilah muttered to the others from atop her perch. 

"Finally," Machina cheered, leaping from the building and toward Farrin's path of descent. 

"Keep focused, Machina. He's still dangerous," Merodach warned his ally, trailing his every move. 

The latter two did little to conceal their presence. If Jun turned back when Farrin was seemingly cut off, she would likely notice the duo as they leaped in the same direction he had. And if she inspected the space just over the edge of the roof, where Farrin had jumped, she would find the air itself warbled ever so slightly, like heat fraction against a heated road or a mirage in the desert. Something about this space was different. If she touched it, she, too, would seemingly disappear.   

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Splitting up was a bad idea, but in this particular case it seemed harmless. She preferred the high ground as it let her see more in a short time, but she couldn't argue that not all angles could be covered. Much as she wanted to keep eyes on Farrin too, she wasn't going to stop him. What didn't make sense was how abrupt he had been cut off. Was he being passive aggressive? That was her thing, that didn't make sense. She looked over where he should have been. He was in the middle of a sentence, but even if the end of it was while he was falling she would have heard it. She moved over to the end of the building, expecting to see the time twister down below. Nothing. That bad feeling only got worse. Especially when she took note of several odd things: the figures in the distance, and the heat wave in mid air. We're under attack. She didn't know what the quirk was, who those people were, only that this was an ambush. She'd look down over the edge again, not seeing Farrin, and an ill feeling coming back to her. Oh no, not another pocket dimension! She let out a sigh, knowing there was nothing much she could do. She leapt through the "portal", knowing that the best thing to do was to find Farrin, get out of the dimension, and deny her opponents battle. At least, that was the smart thing to do. Farrin

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 world cast in shades of blue and gray. Farrin stood firm on the street below, his golden gaze journeying across the lifeless city. This was Tokyo, but it wasn't. As if someone poked a hole in the world, then sucked out all the life and warmth. A depressing miasma drenched metal and stone, all the frameworks, and all the structures surrounding him. Two silhouettes moved about the crosswalk at the end of the street, shadows of human shape. The uncanny beings spoke in inaudible words that mimicked language but without any of the nuance, like hearing one's words from below water. 

"Eh, hello! Could yuh' tell me-" The silhouettes disappeared. "Oh, what the feckin' hell is this?" His words tapered off. Fruitless effort anyway. Who was going to answer? The shadow people? 

Oh shite! Jun! Farrin looked up, and there he found another silhouette, but this one was growing closer. Then it took shape and color. Speak of the devil, and she shall appear. Jun would find herself in that same space, a dark, depressed mirror to the world. 

The two villains would immediately follow. "Remember, we're here to subdue!" Merodach shouted as the two descended into the space. The mercenary took aim with a long-barreled handgun, then fired for Farrin's legs. "Quit your yapping. There's two of them! We can have some fun" Machina followed. He cocked his arm back, a pistol pulling from his elbow, then slamming down. He swung for Jun with strength enough to crunch a car like a paper ball. 

Meanwhile, a distance away, Delilah watched. "Whoops," she snickered, "didn't mean to let her in, but that's on them for not jumping in before she did. Oh well, their problem now."      

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... "-OH ZARK!" Jun didn't know what she was to expect jumping into a portal like that, but for some reason part of her thought she'd come out in another dimension with it's own floor and all that. The problem was that it did, and it was fast approaching. Thinking fast, Jun took one of the anchor's and flung it up, the end catching something as she hit the hard break on her winch. She successfully stopped plummeting, but it wasn't the gentle stop one would expect. It was sudden, and pretty harsh; if it wasn't for the harness sewn into her suit, she was certain she'd hurt something bad. So there she was, hanging partially upside down a few feet above the ground with one hip further up in the air than the other as she looked down at Farrin. "Why can't we just have a normal day and a normal patrol, like the time we made sure there were no problems at that festival in Osaka?" She made a quick look around, and the place was basically the same as where they came from, only darker and more depressed. "...Why is there a mood filter on everythi-" she stopped as the villains made their appearance. There was little she could do to help Farrin in this position, and it didn't take long for her to have her own problems to worry about. She grabbed the other anchor off the other wince, wrapped the chain she was currently suspended from around her leg, and pulled herself into a position to avoid the blow. It missed her by an inch, which she was grateful for as that looked like it would hurt. "Sir! I will fight you in a minute! Let me get my bearings!" She threw the anchor down, the chain from it wrapping around his arm. She'd unwrap the chain around her leg, pressing a button on that winch to start ascending. "Oberon, I'll be right back! I'm taking this with me, please don't die!" She'd ensure there was enough length between herself and her opponent, and once she was twenty feet up (ten for the friend) she let out a sigh. "So...who are you? And why are you extending the time it'll take me to get the best quality burger from the best American restaurant around?" Farrin

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 profound lack of answers stilled Farrin's thoughts. He had his suspicions, but it was too early to tell. Given the insanity Tokyo had faced over the past few months, anything was really possible. Maybe villains were gunning for hero-students now? What better way to put a stopper on the modern hero system than to dissuade parents from allowing their children to attend?

"Sorry, bud. Comin up wit' nothin over 'ere."

Such were the laws of the land. "Ye shall not depart campus without being attacked by scum and villainy" or something like that. He hadn't an answer for her second question either. The space seemed familiar somehow, but he couldn't place his fingers on where from. Which was all well and good because he had other matters to attend to. 

Farrin flushed his hands forward and summoned a field shaped like a large rectangle. His assailant's bullets passed into the field and became nearly still. They were moving, just incredibly slowly. More than enough time for Farrin to act. 

"Can't make any promises, lass, but I'll try," he said with the slightest hint of a laugh, then darted forward. 

Farrin blitzed the field. He soared on an intercept course with Merodach's probable landing, but the man did something. An ice pillar shot up from the ground and stopped under his foot. He then kicked off the pillar and, at the pinnacle of his jump, fired again at Farrin. 

Meanwhile, Machina was tugged upward with Jun. The man's name, not that the students knew it, was quite fitting. His body was mostly covered in odd large mechanisms and metal bits. One arm and the top half of his face were all that appeared "human" still. A reverberating laugh bounced around from behind the mask covering his mouth, and his eyes met Jun. 

"Getting ahead of ourselves, aren't we, kid?" He cackled, ignoring the fact that they were probably around the same age.

He threw his hands up as if grabbing onto something. A chain appeared in his hands, one connected to an anchor at its head. It was almost exactly like Jun's in all but one respect. It was deeply red in color. With the swing of his arms, the anchor flew Jun's way.  

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Kid?! "I'll have you know, I'm twenty-" she didn't get to finish her thought as the construct came to life, Jun's eyes going wide. Jun was always thrilled to meet another construct user, but this was a time when gushing over it was not the best of moves. A pair of chains would form around her arms as she brought them up to defend against the attack, sending her sideways and creating a massive ripple in the line they currently had. "Okay, how are you doing that?! That's obviously something I've done before! Are you a user, too?" Unfortunately, Jun only had will over her own constructs, and the predicament she had gotten herself in was, in short, awful. She was barely capable of maneuvering in the air, let alone fighting in it. However, she did get a good idea, and she could only hope that it didn't end in disaster for Machine Man. He had pushed her, swinging himself in the opposite direction. Gravity normally would be her enemy, but in this case she could make it work for her. She hit the winch keeping both of them up, letting herself plummet back down to the ground as she kept her arms up for defense; an ache was already building, but with the adrenaline going she didn't notice it yet. With physics on her side, she was going to stop herself just before the ground, which in turn would drag him down with equal force as well. The problem was he had much more slack than she did, so while she would be suspended a few feet above the ground he'd hit it. Of course, she had to dodge his attack on the way down, first. But at the very least she'd have just enough room to push off the ground to avoid it. Farrin

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arrin was quick to block the bullet with his forearm. His hero outfit reduced what would have been debilitating, at the very best, wound into more of a sharp pain that traveled up his left arm. Kei and Ana had made magic happen for him, now it was time for the counter attack. 

The time-turner leaped back a step, then returned fire with the linear cannons built into the wrists of his gloves. Stun rounds. They hurt like hell, but unless Farrin really turned up the acceleration of his fields, they weren't lethal. That was if they hit, of course. 

Several ice pillars rose, interlinked like a massive fence. One collapsed, then another. As Farrin fired, the glacier wall blew into chips, but his assailant had successfully obscured himself. Then something blasted into Farrin's back. Several something, shoving him forward, off balance. Another ice pillar appeared this time from under him, knocking the young lad off his feet and onto his ass. 

There he was. His attacker had somehow gotten behind him. "The feckin' hell?" Farrin grumbled. "You were just hidin' behind that wall o' yers over there, how'd yuh' get behind me?" He didn't expect an answer, but you never knew when it came to villains. So many loved to monologue and give their plans and abilities away. Maybe they had a talker. 

Up above, Machina dropped below. He swung wildly, trying to swat Jun with the chain and anchor in his possession. He had strength enough to put the constructs to use, but certainly lacked Jun's refined technique- how best to take advantage of the weight for an optimal swing and such. When he crashed into the ground, the earth rumbled. Concrete chips and dust spurt into the air and then rained over the field. But the fight was far from over. Another familiar sight, one Jun hadn't even utilized yet. Cannons. Two rather large cannons formed around him, one on each side. They weren't the largest of naval weapons, but large enough to know this street was about to be rearranged... and they were aimed at Jun. 

"See ya," he smirked below his mask. 

Merodach appeared beside his companion, set a hand on his shoulder, and then both disappeared. He hadn't answered Farrin, but it would be clear now the man had a dual quirk. Ice... and teleportation. The two appeared again at the end of the block, just within the confines of this otherworld, and then the cannons fired.  

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun managed to regain her bearings, pulling free her tether and bringing both chains in once she was properly on Terra Firma. As the dust settled, though, something very familiar stared back at her. What the heck is going on?! Naval guns were something that Jun liked to study, and these in particular were big and nasty enough to do some serious damage. During the war, guns similar to this were used more for bombardment than naval engagements, not that they weren't designed for that; the great war heralded in the age of the carrier, so gun duels between ships became less frequent. Regardless, this was bad, and there wasn't much time for her to react. With a brilliant glow, Jun began to respond in kind, and with several resounding booms said naval battles of old broke out on the streets. Only in this instance, there were no major casualties or damage. When the dust had settled again, windows had been blown out and the street was fractured in some places. But what remained was the pair of cruiser guns Jun had summoned at her side. She herself was breathing heavily, her rumbling stomach attempting to force her to her knees. She knew she couldn't step aside to let the damage go through, but she couldn't exactly tank the shells head on. She resorted to something more tricky; shooting her opponent's shells out of the air. It took greater precision and focus, but this wasn't the first time she was staring Death in the face. The major difference between now and then was this time she was on a more even keel. "Oberon? You alright? You uh...you still got that bar?" A pause. "You see where they went?" Farrin

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eah," Farrin responded with a cough, waving the smoke away. The blast rang in his ears still, and he hadn't caught all of what happened, but Jun somehow canceled out the worst of the damage from the cannon fire. Still, he had been blown back a bit and was now firmly set on the ground. "I'm good. Catch." He fished a protein bar out of his pocket from a seated position, looked to Jun, then tossed it her way.

Dust bunched around Farirn's fingers as he pushed off of the ground. "Yup, I see 'em," he said, pointing toward the villain duo at the edge of the block. His eyes narrowed, and he found his focus. The machine-man wasn't the easiest read, but a balled fist leaned toward him itching for another fight. Ice-fella, on the other hand, appeared contemplative. He was staring right back, probing, thinking about how to handle the students best. Brains and brawn. An age-old and ever-dangerous combination. 

Farrin threw his hand up and fired again. Three shots. Two for Ice-fella, one for the machine-man. If Brawn relied on Brains for a plan, he wouldn't give them time to make one. "Fella I fought summons ice pillars from da' ground n' can teleport. Saw the cannons, but what dij yer' guy do?" Farrin asked, firing another two shots the Ice-man's way. 

They wouldn't have much time to coordinate, but if they understood the opposition, the two were less likely to be caught off guard. The reprieve wouldn't last, however. Merodach grabbed Machina by the shoulder, and the two teleported just a few meters above Farrin and Jun. Machina whipped another chain Jun and Farrin's way while Merodach fired four shots from his hand cannon, two toward each student. 

"Right, Mood Ring, get ready fer' some speed," Farrin said, leaping aside. 

He threw an open palm in her direction and, assuming she didn't fight the sensation, would enwrap her in a field of temporal acceleration. It was time to blitz their ambushers. 

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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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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Being closer to the blast, Jun was a bit more disoriented (made worse by her hunger), and ended up juggling the bar before getting hold of it. She let out a sigh, just grateful she had nourishment on hand. Unfortunately, she couldn't exactly scarf it down right away. She stowed the bar away, turning to look at what Farrin was pointing at. With his volley she straightened herself up, another shot of adrenaline rushing through her as she started analyzing the pair. "He's...a construct user? But he's using all my constructs, so..." she furrowed her brow, preparing herself as the pair teleported above them. "I'll run defense, try to immobilize them!" Dipping into what compassion she was experiencing, she generated four round shields that overlapped with one another facing upward. The rounds slammed into them, making some marks but not penetrating. Being more reaction focused, Jun decided to stick with her defensive strategy even with the speed buff; the less energy she expended, the more she leant herself to being a backup plan in the event Farrin got into trouble. As the chains came out from Machine Man the shields would break formation and slam into the chains, effectively making a ring around them. On top of this, she'd create a series of at least three shields that looked a bit too big for a person to use, but with how they were stepped upward Farrin could piece it together; she had basically made platforms for him. Something that, if their opponents weren't careful, could also be used as weapons against them. Farrin

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teps to the heavens so he could cause a little hell. It was clear as day in Farrin's determined gaze. Jun beat back their attacker's offensive and allowed Farrin to counterattack. One he would not waste. 

"Thannnnk you," he chirped, leaping onto the first shield and then ascending the makeshift stairway. 
 
It sure beat skywalking. There was no need to divide his attention between the "ground" below him and the opposition ahead. Farrin beamed up the shields. Before the villains crossed half the distance between their teleportation point and the street below, he had met them. Farrin buried his fist in Machina's gut and, in a mid-air spin, threw him Merodach's way. 

The brains of the duo teleported again. Predictable. One of the shields below shot up just ahead of Farrin. Jun was on top of things. Farrin kicked off the shield, throwing himself into a backward tackle. The back of his head cracked against Merodach's nose. Blood spewed down the villain's face. Some of it straight into Farrin's mane. Nasty... 

The same shield dropped below Farrin, giving him a foothold to land on. He spun into a kick that rocketed the villain down into the streets. Just before the crash, Merodach disappeared again—this time behind Jun. And Machina, who had smacked into a building side a moment prior, turned his attention to Mood Ring as well, winding up another swing of his chain and anchor. 

"Doncha go thinkin I forgot 'bout you!" Farrin shouted. 

He kicked off the shield again. As he cut through the distance, Farrin fired a stun round Merodach's way. He was quick, though, and the villain backpedaled a step. Armed with those hand cannons, he could still take a shot at Jun, but he bought her a second or so. Meanwhile, he turned his attention ahead and crashed into Machina, both men smashing through one of the building's windows. It was the cleanest attack, but he kept the villains off balance. Now, they just needed to go for the kill shot. Figuratively, of course.    

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