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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun paused as Stellar asked her question. "I mean, I've tried with different things..." she mutters, spinning the bands around her fingers. Between growing up and the Stryker's Island incident, she had learned a lot about her quirk and what it could and could not do, and not long ago she learned something entirely new. Which is what landed her in this class in the first place. But Stellar seemed to be tackling this through something she hadn't considered...had she lived her life to the fullest? "I have to keep a clamp down on them a good portion of the time. If I don't, they can get out of hand and cause problems." Except it's not totally because of my quirk... Distracting herself, she looked up at the tendrils as they morphed and changed, combining together into something new. Initially Jun didn't get what it was Stellar was getting at, but despite how dense she could be it clicked. She's not talking about forming something new. She's talking about combining what I have into something else! She didn't put much stock into making supermoves, especially since she could create whatever the situation called for, but this...this could provide a new avenue. She jumped a little as the tendril wrapped around her, panic wanting to take hold until she felt what those two emotions well up within her. It was...she couldn't put her finger on it. It was new. But did this mean, exactly? She closed her eyes, determination floating up and...just a cannon. There was another pull that she felt, but after a moment it was gone. "I...I think I see what you're saying. But I don't think I can achieve that. It's...I don't know how to explain it..." Stellar,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Julienne Lémieux,junsuina,Kei Hada,Kurokami Gen,Makitori Hebi,

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It doesn’t matter what angle I look at it — nothing seems to work. Reinforcing the outside, reconstructing the inside, whether I conceptualize the change more artistically, or whether I rely on science… every approach and angle seems to fall short. Something isn’t clicking. If changing the method doesn’t work, then what am I supposed to change?

“It doesn’t hurt — it’s like remembering a time you were hurt.” I’m not sure if that would suffice but it was all I was willing to offer at the moment. For now, I’ll look at others, keep an eye on their progress and see if there’s anything that could inspire me further.

We’re all struggling.

Being a hero means enduring adversity. And I’m supposed to compensate for my lackluster physique and quirk with my mind. If that starts to fail me…

Something clicks.

“You don’t have to listen to her,” Yes, I was speaking to my partner, but I was echoing advice that resonated with me more. “It was a suggestion.”

One more rabbit.

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Wow, he didn’t even need to say anything and Kei was already giving up. He wasn’t beating the ‘no backbone’ allegations, that’s for sure. And of all the reasons to take an unnecessary course, that had to be the lamest one you could come up with. Seriously, leaving an empty chair? What a dumb piece of shit! He thought.[break][break]

His eyes darted all around the room, leaving his partner for the day to sit in silence. It was almost as if he were trying to avoid even interacting with him. The mere thought of having a conversation with Kei that extended beyond piercing glares and menacing grunts was a slippery slope of frustration.[break][break]

Still, its about time he focused up. After all, this was probably the best partner he could’ve asked for. Kei might be the most evil man in U.A.U., but morality is no indicator for intelligence. He was dumb as a brick, but more than that, he was gullible. If there was ever an easy mark, it was him. Which was great… or at least it would be, if Gen had a Quirk worth a damn.[break][break]

No matter how hard Gen wrapped his brain around it, he couldn’t figure out what to do here. Any time he so much as thought of a Super Move, his mind would reject it. No matter what he came up with, it just seemed impossible. His power was useless. It couldn’t hurt a fly. It wasn’t a matter of effort, some things just are the way they are. [break][break]

Stella’s tips weren’t helping either. He understood his Quirk’s output better than most people did their own. Not that it was that hard to conceptualize, both at maximum and minimum strength, the answer was still a fat zero. Being more creative wouldn’t help. If anything, after a full year, it was a wonder he hadn’t run out of Quirks to fake, especially considering his limitations. And focusing your energy inward? What was he gonna’ do with that? Trick his brain into thinking he’d been born with a good Quirk??? What a load of shit! To put it simply, Gen was stumped. He was hitting a wall, and he had no earthly idea on how to get over it.[break][break]

But he couldn’t show it.[break][break]

He was supposed to be the best. A guy like All for One couldn’t be seen struggling. It would kill his aura, and once that happened, he could kiss that precious license goodbye. Good thing he had an idiot in front of him.[break][break]

“Oh no, Kei-chan. I Insist.” He gestured towards his pathetic opposition. At least this next part was gonna’ be easy. “If I go first, you won’t get a chance to work on your Super Move.” First, a little bit of menace, make him fear what comes next, even if you have no idea what that is. You'll figure that part out later. It wouldn't be the first time you've pulled something out of your ass, Gen. For now, Pull those strings and watch him dance. “And if you don’t get to work on you Super, then wouldn't that be as bad as leaving that seat empty~” [break][break]


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"I mean, just think of all the Hero students who couldn't take the class because of you. Wouldn't that be an insult to them?"[break][break]


With the attention back on Kei, Gen could start running his analysis, and unfortunately, it wasn’t entirely negative. Got to hand it to this piece of shit, he certainly could’ve pulled worse on the Superpower Lottery. “Besides, as a Quirk Expert myself, I have to say, yours is not that bad.” [break][break]

"Apart from the fact that you could single-handedly solve most droughts by trying hard enough, you could cheapen the cost of almost every drug in the world." And then, with a hint of venom, he added: “You could do so much with it. Makes me think its wasted on you. Wouldn't you agree?”[break][break]


"Besides, there's water everywhere." He gestured towards the open space around them. "Under the ground, plants have water inside of them, any city worth its salt has water running through pipes, hell, there's little particles in the air we breathe."[break][break]


“But the best of all, by far, would be this…“ Gen grabbed his own left arm by the forearm, gripping it tightly. He pulled his sleeve back, revealing the pale wrist it hid. “Did you know that a whopping 60% of our bodies are made of water?” More morbid yet was how the Great people of Japan discovered that little scientific bit of trivia. As he spoke, Kei could begin seeing the would-be Hero’s veins beginning to bulge. [break][break]

“Fun fact though, blood is made of plasma, and plasma is 90% what? Oh, that's right. Water. If you touched me, you could probably could pop my arteries as you are”—first, a network of blue lines appeared, threatening to burst out of his skin, but then, the entire limb began to expand, beyond the point it could give. It was a horrible sight. Nauseating. Grotesque body horror playing out in front of him. A grim reminder of what could and would happen if he ever lost control. ”But if you really put your back in it, then you could probably…”[break][break]

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[Julienne Lémieux]

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Acting her quirk, her back began pulling in air. This created a nice breeze for all others that were nearby; it created an especially nice breeze for Jun whom she was standing next to her. The idea in her head, it was indeed perfect! Even more perfect than any other idea she had ever thought of in the history of ever! Better than sliced bread! Okay, maybe not better than that but still her confidence full, her face brimming with excitement as she felt her engine swelling with air; more, more, even more until eventually it started to hurt.
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Now filled with air, the valves on her back slammed shut; that was when she decided to answer Stellar's question. Brimming with confidence, she simply blurted out the first thing that came to her mind. "To break the sound barrier!" Right as she finished, her arms tensed as fuel injected rapidly into her engines. The loud hissing sound filled the air for a second before out of nowhere flames rocketed out of Julienne's arms and back simultaneously. All one could compare the sound to was that of a rocket taking off at extreme speed; exactly what happened with the girl's body. Accelerating from standing, to suddenly what must have been a mach of some kind, the girl exploded upward with extreme force. Anyone looking at her could see the shit-eating grin on her face immediately contorted from the force. Around halfway to the ceiling the roaring stopped, but her body kept going; although there was one problem.
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Her body had accelerated at such a high speed that Julienne blacked out mere moments after leaving the ground. She didn't expect such G-Forces to hit her with just a simple swelling of air; how could she? This was the first time she had ever tried to accelerate with all four of her engines; in fact, without Stellar's advice earlier she never would have thought about it in the first place. Clearly, that was the thought process, right? The difference between cars and motorcycles is that cars can have four-wheel drive!
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Slam! Her body hit the ceiling in the comical pose that has been referenced for merely a decade. She didn't try to strike the family guy pose, that was just the way her limbs landed. Sticking to the ceiling for a few seconds, she started to free-fall downward, still unconscious. It would take several seconds for her to fall the full distance; certainly a spectacle for all to witness.
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Also certainly a worrying sign for Stellar; imagine a student becoming gravely injured under her watch. Luckily for Stellar, Julienne regained consciousness only a few seconds after hitting the ceiling. She just needed to process what exactly was going on. To her, she felt the heat in her arms before suddenly free-falling from the ceiling with a sore cheek. It was the cheek that worried her, not the free fall. Letting herself stay limp, she contemplated what just happened.
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Oh boy, here we go.

Kei couldn't help but think that Gen was a fan of his own voice. He usually used a lot of words in place of once sentence. Just like now, when Kei could summarize the first half of his speech to better learn a move or your being here may as well count as the empty seat you wished to avoid. It made sense, unfortunately. He needed to think of something if he wanted to not waste anyone's time. And honestly, he was still afraid of what Gen concocted in terms of moves.

Then came the Quirk analysis, a reminder that he should've pretended to be Quirkless when he had the chance because water was too broad and useful to duplicate. Can be used to solve droughts! Eradicate medicine shortages! Water's abundant when he's around! Not to mention it's in everything too. It would've been fine if Gen stopped there.

But then he exposed his arm.

Kei could only watch in horror as the other student continued on, his arm growing to an unnatural size. He knew what he was insinuating. Knew what that arm would be filled with. Even knew what would happen if said arm could no longer contain what was within.

Because he'd already done it and was drenched in the aftermath moments later.

Somewhere deep down he knew Gen wouldn't hurt himself and could heal anyway but in the moment Kei forgot, hands balled into fists to ensure that he wasn't the one using his Quirk. "Stop!" He was practically begging at this point. "Stop! I get it okay?! I'm not gonna- shrink it down please!" He shut his eyes tight, knocking his hands against his head as if to jostle something- anything- from his brain to get the guy to stop expanding his arm. "I just- particles, right? Particles-"

An epiphany then. His eyes were still closed when Stellar prompted the class for a name. All he had was one word. It was pretty basic for the impossible feat he was supposed to pull in this class. "Fog."

Stellar,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Julienne Lémieux,junsuina,Kurokami Gen,Makitori Hebi

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KIMI NO TAION

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[attr="class","kiminoright"] Stellar had learned fairly early on that emotion-based quirks could be a handful, and she had a few words of encouragement for Jun: "Believe me, Junsuina, I know that feeling all too well but suppressing them doesn't actually give you more control even if you think it's helping. You're only tapping into maybe...half? of what you can do." She would watch diligently as Jun would accept her assistance making a large cannon that appeared for a moment and then vanished but in that split second Stellar could tell, partially because of her body language and partially because of the feedback through her quirk that something had changed even just for a moment "RIGHT THERE!" She nearly shouted "You might not be able to fly, but whatever that feeling you felt for a moment is the one you want to focus on! You got this!"[break][break] Rahul and Hebi seemed to have a rather firm grasp of the concepts that they presented, so Stellar didn't feel that getting involved with them at this stage would be beneficial. Whether they leaned into the predator and prey dynamic to strengthen each other or went a completely different way, it put a smile on Stellar's face. They were doing a fantastic job! [break][break] Then, of course, there was the dynamic duo! The two best friends! As Stellar was still under the impression that they were buddies, she would approach them and keep her voice low compared to her usual projection; discretion was key with these two! She would tap Gen on the shoulder and lean in close. "If your quirk focuses on projection to others, then you have two options: turn the quirk on yourself or figure out a way to make part of it real" She couldn't get more specific without blowing his cover, and she didn't want to do that as he probably had his reasons for hiding it. What a nice person![break][break] She couldn't see what Kei could see so she didn't grasp how horrible the reality of what he was seeing was but she did want to offer support. "Kei! You're doing a fantastic job her- Oh, Fog??? That's so interesting!" She would give him a pat on the shoulder "Keep up the good work you're making your brother proud here! I'll be sure to tell him all about your progress."[break][break] The roar of a jet engine cut through the air as Stellar whipped around to see Julienne about to take off "Hold on Julienne I don't think you rea-" It was too late. With an extremely impressive speed, she would shoot off, and within seconds, her entire body went limp. "I gotcha!" She shouted, gesturing for the other to give her some room as a net of energy whips would shoot out, crossing over each other to turn into a large net that she used to catch her before she collided with the ground. "Okay, I think there's no better time to move you guys to the next step. It's important to remember the feeling provided by your practice before we can move to actualization, so I really wanna see you guys leaning into whatever you feel when you use your quirk! If you need a little boost, I can provide it don't you worry!" She'd grin ear to ear and produce a few small rings from her energy of all the colors she had access to, spinning them around and waiting to see if anyone took her up on it.

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Change is a nebulous term.

To a problem solver like myself, I look to the practical solutions that life offers me. If I’m hungry, I’ll eat it. Thirsty? Then drink. If something gets in the way of that I address it with the simplest, more direct answers before escalating elsewhere. When it comes to my quirk, I’ve reached the end of my complexity. My understanding of it and the science behind it can only carry me so far — the suggestion, not for me to change something I’m doing. But for me — what has remained stagnant in my resolve — to change.

Stellar’s quirk revolves around emotions. Her suggestions take an empathetic approach to nudge us in the right direction. Someone less capable might have understood her immediately, but when met with someone who saw her suggestion as anything but…

It isn’t a suggestion. Not for me.

I must change.

I’ve understood the core of myself since I was a child. I didn’t need dead parents to help me understand. It only entrenched me in my mantra further: I’m afraid.

But there are four responses to fear and I always chose to fight. I’d thought if I’d steeled my resolve, then my rabbits would follow suit.

“Strike my rabbit again.” It’s not a request but my tone isn’t quite an order. It is, but it’s betrayed by revelation. Her tail lifts and the world slows — I see everything. In this moment I’m not a third party observer watching a predator strike at prey. I become the rabbit, the one that had already been struck down, and instead of fight, instead of flight…

I freeze. Immobile.

My limbs lock into place and carbon stretches across every facet of my body, rigid. I could not move if I wanted to. My only means of survival is to endure what tries to strike me down. There is no other angle, there are no tricks or ideas… there is resolution embodied by the flesh.

Except it’s the rabbit.

Hebi’s tail breaks through a stone rabbit. But a single, blue shard remains as the rest falls to dust. I step forward and pick it up before it, too, disappears.

“It’s a start.”

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Makitori Hebi Stellar

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun makes a face. She wasn't sure what was worse, Stellar's optimism or the fact that she was being told she was only hitting half her potential. Yeah, there was something else going on there, but there was no way. She lets her arms drop, sighing as she cleared her mind. She combined two of her tendrils. When she combines her emotions, she can do different things. I don't know how the heck she does it, but if I can draw on multiple emotions myself... There were clear differences between them. And despite the fact she felt burned a little, she might as well keep trying for the course of this class. Though her thought process was completely derailed by the rocket blast that happened almost right next to her. "Julianne!" She took a step back, trying to tap into something else but found that she couldn't. The lingering emotions from earlier prevented her from drawing on anything else. It was unnecessary, though, as Stellar caught her on the way down. She was worried, and as she came a bit closer she let out a sigh. "Julie, you gotta be more careful. The sound breaking feats when they were initially attempted were dangerous enough as is, and the human body can only take so much. Even with the proper organs, you might seriously hurt yourself trying that..." It was a distraction, one that she was happy to have. mostly because there wasn't a whole lot she herself could do in creating a supermove. Not without using multiple different emotions... junsuina,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kurokami Gen,Julienne Lémieux,Kei Hada,Stellar,

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[Kurokami Gen]

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written for junsuina | 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 | Kurokami Gen | Julienne Lémieux | Kei Hada | Stellar,

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Despite the perfect timing, the sound did not come from Gen’s traumatizing display. Even he could not hide his body jumping up in surprise. Was that a gun? No, it was more like a Formula 1 engine. His head craned from side to side, trying to follow the source, but even his eyes could not find the source. He didn’t have to look for long, though. A sickening splat and subsequent clangs brought his attention to Julienne’s sudden stop, equal parts tragic and comical. But, if that was her, then did she just break the sound barrier.[break][break]

Looking around, the results were just as unpromising back on ground level. He could see that kid, the smart one from that shrine. Guess he wasn’t just a civilian. His little summons began to shift to an unnaturally pristine white. Energy? Armor? Some transformation of some sort? It didn’t matter. What did was the fact that everyone was making progress, save for him.[break][break]

His arm kept bulging to a worrying degree. Past the point where any body could have handled the strain. It looked like a gross flesh balloon. By now, he would’ve ended this bit of body horror with a bang, but Kei’s reaction was just too much. He was getting so worked up, and for what? Was he gonna cry, too? Gonna piss his pants maybe? Priceless. At the very least, it definitely was taking away the sting of seeing everyone else leapfrogging past him.[break][break]

Of course, it seemed like the little bitch’s whinging and weeping was getting other people’s attention. Namely, their anorexic instructor. Gotta hand it to her, she was a pro. In just one sentence, she managed to crash the misery urchin’s high. Gen didn’t know where to aim his frustration. Whether he should chew the faculty out for leaking such confidential information, or at point his venom at her for giving such useless advice. “Should I wish on a star, too, while I’m at it?” Between Kei’s meltdown and Gen’s machinations, the former had no way to hear this little confidential conversation. [break][break]

If she knew what she pretended to know, then he must’ve looked quite ridiculous to her. Holding his arm up like that in the air with Kei freaking out just a few feet in front of him. “You’re right, maybe if I turn it inwards, I can fool my body into thinking it has a good Quirk, instead.” You know when you’re fuming at someone, and you begin fantasizing about an argument in advance, workshopping every little grievance until you finally just let it out. That was Gen right now. “Seriously, I’d have better luck if I just did the opposite of what you…” but before he could really tear into this so-called Pro, something clicked inside of Gen’s head. “Said.” His head tilted to the side, eyes narrowing as he looked off to the middle distance. Something had just clicked. “Huh.” [break][break]

Interesting, that could wor-[break][break]

“Wait, Fog?!?” [break]
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“That’s so lame!” [break][break]

Almost immediately, his hand shrunk back down to normal. The gross display ended not by any reasonable request, but by Gen’s own frustration. “I just showed you how to make someone’s head explode and what you got out of that was a smoke bomb.” God, he was so fucking dumb. Even his ideas were stupid. “Can’t you make a fog machine?!? What, is the Support Department short on dry ice or something?"[break][break]

Still, though. “You know what?” Throwing both hands up in the air, Gen would prove surprisingly cooperative here. “Fine.” It wasn’t the worst idea in the world. Not because it would make for a good Super Move. God, no! But with what he had just concocted… Hmm. “Whatever, man. It’s not like you’re gonna’ use it anyways.”[break][break]

“Go ahead.” Adding a pair of jazz hands into the mix, he’d beckon the "encourage" the manlet. “Knock yourself out. Show me how useful your little fog cloud is.” He turned to the side, muttering something to himself, barely audible. "... so fuckin' stupid, man."[break][break]

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[Kei Hada]

Kei had been still for some time. How else could he react? It wasn't like he could force Gen to stop what he was doing- not without getting punished for it at least, whether it be by Gen himself or the instructor. He barely reacted to Stellar's pat on the shoulder, only letting out a sorry excuse for a laugh at the thought he was making "progress". It was a word. That was literally it.

He was frozen for so long that Julienne's shot to the ceiling made him jump, a loud yelp forced out of him before he could clamp his mouth shut. God that was loud. His yell might've competed with the jet in volume he was so surprised.

But it did shake him out of his stupor. Good thing too, because Gen was speaking again. He miss Gen's conversation with Stellar but at least the sophomore stopped the arm thing before talking to him. "Well yeah? Of course I'd take the route where I don't blow someone up!" Again, his brain oh-so-helpfully supplied. But he couldn't let him know that. "I'm in the support department remember? I'm not supposed to hurt people! And by that logic why couldn't I make a weapon instead? I don't need to be here."

Kei clasped his hands together. "But I am anyway, so thank you for letting me stick to the cloud idea." He was getting worked up. He needed to calm down. He took a deep breath, exhaling before looking back at Gen tiredly. "All I need to do is try, really. It's not like I gotta perfect it in this class." Or ever. But he had to at least make an attempt.

The support student pressed a button on his inhibitor, regaining the senses that came with his Quirk. Just to make sure they were working he placed his hand on the table- and immediately removed it when he could count the people in the room by pinpointing where the concentrations of blood were. Yeah, not the feeling Stellar was referring to.

Anyways, okay. Now came the move part. Kei rubbed his hands together before holding them apart and closing his eyes. Stillness, this time from concentration instead of panic. Given the fact he was attempting to replicate something he wasn't even touching though...

This was gonna take a while.

junsuina,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kurokami Gen,Julienne Lémieux,Kei Hada,Stellar

[Makitori Hebi]

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| Makitori Hebi | @winding.snake.nāga
Location: UA's STAR, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: In class, dhmu.
Now Playing: Victor McKnight, Penny Parker - I Am... All Of Me

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In her introspection, Hebi's focus and fervour had coalesced into a single point. Dense and hot, a singularity. Entropy acts, prompting a reverse in direction. An explosion of ideas flooded her mind. She had to act, to move, to- "Got it." Before she could think, her tail whipped out full-force at the reinforced rabbit. It separated at the neck, before crumbling as it had before. "Concrete progress... Again." Now it was her turn to make the command, exhilerated by the feeling of potential. Ingenuity. If she hadn't been chasing this feeling, the ingenuity comment would've bothered her. Humans aren't special in any one way. Many animals are ingenious, many inventive. Even spiders and snakes lay traps. Humans are intelligent, social, omnivorous hunters adapted well for throwing and distance-running, it's only by sharing knowledge that we transcend that.

Synthesis. Ignoring the desire to be combative, to correct authority when told what she is or is not, Hebi followed the train of thought. Intelligent hunters. Adapted for throwing... that's it! She connected to the earlier advice. She could not shed her skin on command, but maybe she could dislodge a scale? In every major fight so far, it had been almost instinctual to throw nearby rocks or debris at enemies when forced into range. Hell, she threw that loud dragon guy into the Tortured. But that was slow, and circumstantial. If she could make projectiles, and launch them with her strength and precision, they'd be deadly.
Fuck, this was gonna hurt.

If Rahul indulged her, making another bunny, the initial wind-up would look much the same. She reeled back, tail curled at its tip. Then, focusing her strength into a tiny whipcrack at this edge, she managed to rip a scale from its place in her tail's flesh. Almost fallen clean off, this loose scale clinged onto the smallest thread of sinew. Then, suddenly, Hebi's largest limb rushed forward. The scale flew towards its target, accompanied by a small spurt of blood. Impact. While not quite as forceful as an actual strike, the smaller projectile had almost the power of a bullet. Before she could make any remark on this feat, though, a very loud noise threw off any train of thought. Hebi recoiled, hissing as loudly as Kei screamed. Instinctively her tail came up in front to shield the body. Huh... 'If that comes naturally, then I can focus on it later. This new idea is more exciting.' Exciting? Is that her motivation here? She needed to know...

...Because feeling was the next part. Could she tap into that passion, that underlying energy and alertness her Quirk granted, without losing control? Let herself be excited, ferocious, and feral; still be patient, calm, and human? Another thought crossed her mind. There most likely wouldn't be time to focus on more than one goal here, but there was a feeling to chase. The one she'd kept locked deep in her subconscious for years. She'd have to let herself be herself soon. See just how deep the rabbit hole can go. Did she have a name for any of this yet? No, but she was sure the ideas would come soon. Naming her moves had never really appealed to her before. Must the snake name its fangs? Must the craftsman name her tools? Would this really help? Sure that the threat of jet impact had passed, Hebi turned back to Rahul with a new fire and hunger in her eyes. She couldn't help baring fangs, with her mouth open in wonder. She took the same active stance as the other two times. "You good to keep going?"

tl;dr
- Again. 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲
- A painful breakthrough, Scale Bullet time! Stellar
- *Angry snek noises* Julienne Lémieux
- Fired up.
Other: Kei Hada junsuina Kurokami Gen

[Julienne Lémieux]

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Falling, falling, falling... a familiar feeling to someone who can literally fly whenever they want to. This was wrong though... she didn't remember falling asleep mid-air. Shaking her head, she glanced downward, at least, it felt like it was down; that was the way the wind was blowing. Right as she had opened her eyes, a massive net of energy shot out of Stellar to catch Julienne; it did it's job, gently placing her on the ground instead of hitting it full force. In fact, it did even better than that; the net bounced back up just enough that she was able to land on her feet, minus the slight stumble from having just come to.
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"Ta-dah!" She'd do a quick jog back over to Jun and Stellar. "How'd I do?" Unfazed. She was completely unfazed by just slamming into the ceiling. There were some signs of her feeling the pain though, as she lightly rubbed her temple but that cheery demeanor remained untouched even though Jun was chastising her for trying to break the sound barrier. "B-but... Ok fine, fine. I'll be more careful." She'd pout a bit at Jun. "But it was certainly impressive though, right! Did I do it?" Right back to excited; a one track mind that one.
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Bouncing in place, she'd take Juns hands. "Ok ok! I have plan!" She'd glance over to Stellar before moving closer and whispering to Jun. "I'm gonna try something else since... you know... I don't think Stellar is gonna let me try to break the sound barrier again indoors..." Jumping back, she'd clap her hands together. "The other idea is... well... admittedly could be bit more dangerous since I've never really tried it before but... how good are you at perhaps handling heat, Jun?"

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Miseria Cantare

Love, your hate Your faith lost

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He’s just standing there, eyes closed, doing sweet F.A.[break][break]

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“What?” Arms crossed, and with his feet tapping at a rhythm equal parts anxious and annoyed, Gen broke the silence between them. “Having trouble performing under pressure?” His lips curled into a subtle smile, before adding. “Don’t worry, I’m sure Yao-chan’s told you a thousand times already, but it happens to guys all the time.” Given the connection to liquid at play, he just couldn’t help himself.[break][break]

Still, if he didn’t at least try to help him, he’d be here all day. As much fun as it was torturing Kei, he wasn’t the only Support Student on his schedule. “Seriously, though. Give me the play-by-play. What seems to be the issue here?” He sighed, deeply, before admitting: “Whatever you learn here, I’ll be able to use later, so its in my best interest that you nail this stupid fog cloud thing.”[break][break]

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KIMI NO TAION

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THE WHOLE WORLD IS PAINTED OVER ONCE AGAIN

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[attr="class","kiminoleft"] [attr="class","kiminoimg"] [attr="class","kiminolyric"] YOUR WARMTH [attr="class","kiminolyric2"] flowers blossom, and then the moon grows even when the whole world is painted over once again. there was warmth that had told me i was in your hold, but someday, i'll forget and it will be cold - that's all that it was. [attr="class","kiminothing"] Julienne Lémieux,Kei Hada,junsuina,Makitori Hebi,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kurokami Gen,

[attr="class","kiminoright"] Stellar would stare excitedly as Gen worked out the details of his plan. Even if he was a little grumpy, which was probably because his best bud was having a hard time, he was still trying his hardest! “Honestly, it’s a good backup plan, but I think it’ll click what you need to do sooner rather than later!” She’d laugh as she watched Gen have another lightbulb moment. From her experience, inspiration didn’t always come from what was said. It was sometimes more inspiring when considering what wasn’t said, and in this case, since she wanted to use discretion, she mostly had to leave the two boys to figure things out on their own. Which it looked like they had! Now THAT was the power of friendship. Flashing Kei a thumbs up just before she ended up having Julienne nearly kill herself during the training, which ripped her focus away from them.[break][break] She’d pat Julienne on the head. “I think you did great! But for the purposes of this exercise, I think we need to reel it back just a little; a super move like that is great in a pinch, but it is important to remember what happens after the move ends. You'll use them in a punch and can't let yourself be taken out in the process!” she’d gesture to Jun as this also applied to her. “You two have incredible quirks! Very effective in most situations, so I think it’s important to remember that you’ll need a tool for scenarios where your quirk doesn’t work.” She’d point to the ceiling where Julienne crashed. “Julienne, you can create fuel for your quirk. Think about that one for a moment, and Jun, you can create anything you’d like as long as you embody the proper feeling.” She’d look over at Rahul and Hebi. “I’ll be back; keep practicing!”[break][break] She’d watch the two eagerly, excited to see their progress as not only did they both accomplish what they wanted to do, but they did it on the first try! It was a little rough, but boy, was it exciting to see live! “You guys are AMAZING!” She nearly skipped over to the duo. “What did you come up with for a name? It might seem silly, but a name is a great way to put you in the zone when you need it in an emergency!” She’d clap happily “You two can move to actualization!” She’d turn back to Julie and Jun “You two will need a little bit of practice with feeling, but once you have something concrete, you can move as well!” Lastly, it was the best friends club. “And you guys are doing great! Keep doing what you’re doing, and just call me over whenever you’re ready to show me what you’ve got!”

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[Kei Hada]

It was hard finding silence in a room full of students and their boisterous teacher but Kei was making it work. They were focused on their own thing which meant he could concentrate on himself. Even Gen stopped talking somehow. No longer was he putting him down or providing his usual quips; he was actually letting him take his time.

It didn't take long though before the guy opened his mouth again. So much for his focus.

Kei couldn't help but bark a laugh, the comment spoken here of all places surprising him. God, if only he knew. But that was none of his business, so he didn't even respond to that part in favour of trying to get back in "the zone", wherever that may be. Gen was making that hard though.

His face scrunched up as the hero student continued on until he couldn't take it anymore; he opened his eyes and sighed. "Dude, seriously, I'm tryin' to concentrate." Kei closed his eyes again. "But if you gotta know, I'm tryin' to like... sense the water in the air. Usually I need to touch somethin' to spot pools connected to it but this is just particles floatin' around, so you can imagine how much harder that is."

He fell silent again, hands still held up in the same position. Deep breaths Kei. Just get this done and you don't need to do it again. In... And out... In... And out...

Something began to form near his palms. Hard to see at first as it spread apart too quickly.

In...

It grew thicker over time, and with its newfound weight it slowly descended to the ground.

And out...

Not fast by any means, but a fog was beginning to pool around Kei's feet all the same. This was probably when Stellar should be called but he was too focused on the production, afraid that he couldn't replicate it if he stopped. Maybe after he made enough he'd call her over. Yeah.

How much that would be though, he didn't know yet.

junsuina,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kurokami Gen,Julienne Lémieux,Stellar,Makitori Hebi