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The idea of signing up for a class with Stellar was a nauseating thought. She was too chatty for Ylva's liking, and even though she believed she knew what she was doing when it came to Super Moves it wasn't worth the headache. Besides a few questions to someone who had taken her class gave her everything she needed to know. So now it was just a matter of enlisting someone's help and who better than Misaki. Misaki was about the only person on campus Ylva didn't actively dislike spending time with even if she wasn't open about it and when she brought up the idea Misaki agreed as she had her own supermove she wanted to work on.[break][break]

Meeting at the training grounds at noon, specifically in an isolated area, Ylva would wait. She was dressed in her gym clothes and had brought a pack of water. Partially to keep herself hydrated and partially as target practice. She had an idea for a move that she wanted to try, but she wasn't sure if Misaki would want to be her target for the purpose of this exercise.[break][break]



She should have done this with Andy. She was a bigger target.[break][break]

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[Takanashi Misaki]

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While training with Ylva wasn't exactly an uncommon experience Misaki couldn't help but wonder whether there was more to it this time. Sure, the fact that they trusted each other deeply enough to showcase their full repertoire to each other likely had to do with it -a fact that never ceased to make Misaki feel giddy- but what if there was something else~

Did spring finally arrive for Ylva?

Who could say, perhaps her competitive spirit and rivalry with Masao was altering to the point of entering a whole new field entirely. If that were the case Misaki would be more than happy to advise her as well. Ah, she was so happy to see both of her best friends doing well. Slamming her fists into each other with a determined look in her eyes Misaki made her way onto the field. She'd have to keep up too, there was no way she was missing any of this.

"Yahallo, Ylva-chan! How have you been? Anything interesting happening recently?"

She did her stretches while she talked. Ylva was all about efficiency and Misaki reckoned she was much more likely to just answer than risk interrupting her stretches and delaying their practice. 

Ke he he he, she had her right where she wanted.

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As chatty as ever, Ylva would give Misaki a nod to acknowledge her. Between her and Masao, she was preferrable as her chattiness wasn't intrusive; she was just peppy. Her question was, however, not welcome, and Ylva would simply reply, "What you find interesting and what I do are completely different, so no." She genuinely wasn't interested in the drama or business of others and wished that others didn't feel the same.[break][break]

Ylva was all about efficiency and would get right to the point. "What did you want to do for a Super Move? I have a few ideas of my own, but if we're going to work together, then it should be something compatible." Otherwise, what would be the point of training with someone? People got stronger when clashing against each other and Misaki should have understood that being in the same department she was. She was smarter than Andy after all.[break][break]

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"Oh?" Misaki said with a raised eyebrow, one that went back down when both of her eyes widened slightly and a teasing smile settled on her features instead. "Oooh. I see. Nothing I would find interesting happened, huh? Come on, spill! What happened that you were interested in?"

She wasn't gonna rib Ylva too much about it but if she didn't get a satisfactory answer Misaki was definitely gonna remember this conversation. There would be other times, in other places. Misaki could bide her time if need be. Patience was a virtue and persistence a skill, two things Misaki always aimed to practice and uphold. Why, pestering Ylva later was just her path to self improvement. Wasn't she just an absolute saint? Almost snickering to herself Misaki moved on to the next question.

"Hmm, that's a good question. I don't think it's one I can answer though. Not in words at least." 

Gesturing for Ylva to raise her hand at chest height as if to give a very unenthusiastic high five Misaki placed her own hand up against it. 

"The technique I'm trying to make, well, the Super Move I want to develop. It's, hmm, how do I put this. It's not entirely mine." Looking Ylva in the eye with a wry smile on her face she continued. "Not really. My part will only be half of it. What I want to create is a chance. A future. A possibility that wasn't there before. Oh Kami, that sounds sappy when I put it like that."

Chuckling in self-derision Misaki briefly shook her head before continuing.

"A fight has two people and often it just escalates and escalates until all hope is gone and there's just an ending. A conclusive one, the end of a chapter, the cancellation of a story. I..." She let out a deep breath. What she was doing right now was putting her heart out there and even though she trusted Ylva implicitly it was still incredibly embarrassing to put words to concepts. "...don't like that. What I want to make is an opportunity. Just one more chance to talk things over. My Super Move isn't just my own."

Moving their thumbs and curling her fingers so Ylva's would move along she changed their respective positions so there was a gap in between them. Lowering her gaze to stare at their hands she continued just a bit more quietly. 

"Me. My opponent. The space in between. My Super Move is born there."

Staying silent for a moment Misaki abruptly pulled back with a slight flush on her face.

"Ha, ha ha. I, uh, just said a lot while not saying anything at all, didn't I?" Taking another deep breath she made eye contact once more. "What I want to do is use my song to bridge the gap. To counter someone with the exact same amount of force to negate that one crucial attack, the one that would set someone on the path of no return. That is the wish I am putting into this Super Move."

The slight flush on her face was a visual indication, certainly, but it didn't even compare to how mortified she felt inside. Misaki was no stranger to having to confront her feelings and put them out there to get results, she was an artist after all, but that didn't make it any less embarrassing. 

"What about you, Ylva-chan. What are you trying to accomplish?"

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Ylva would blink slowly at Misaki. Was Andy's stupidity rubbing off on her? It was a dumb question but at least Misaki herself wasn't annoying. "Absolutely nothing. Lets get to it. I haven't had lunch today so I want to be done here in the next hour." As confident as ever, she didn't believe it would take that long. Maybe Misaki but definitely not her.[break][break]


She frowned as Misaki began to explain in her usual roundabout over the over-the-top way. If she wanted to become an actress instead of a Pro Hero Ylva, she wouldn't have doubted it. She reminded her of a theater kid she knew back home. Tall, blonde, annoying. Nevermind that she would humor Misaki for a moment with the high five, but if Misaki had any sense, she would recognize that Ylva was starting to get more fed up. When she tried to make the half heart, Ylva pulled her hand away and flatly said, "Get to the point." Misaki promptly did "...So a countermove? Could have said that from the start."[break][break]



Ylva paused for a moment; she had some ideas, but the best one was something she could use on Misaki. "Winter's Grasp." She already had a name. "I'll super condense my quirk's effect into a small area. The thing I'm lacking is something stronger than my usual freeze. It has a wide range, but it's fairly minimal. I need something that's still instant but-" it clicked and Misaki would be able to tell. "I'm ready to practice."[break][break]

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"Alright, alright. Absolutely nothing. I believe you." Misaki said in a tone that implied the exact opposite. "You haven't found out that Masao managed to snag herself a boyfriend, got it." Now that was bound to get Ylva to pretend not to care while paying close attention. "Hmm, is that why you skipped lunch? You're not dieting to get on the market too are you?" Misaki teased. "I jest, I jest. Let's get on with it, dinner on me after? Don't wanna leave you hungry." She barely resisted giving the most obnoxious of winks. Ah, the things Misaki did for her friends. 

With her face taking on a bit more of a serious and almost fragile expression she looked Ylva in the eye.

"Hey, uh, could you go easy on her for a bit? Maybe check in to see if she's okay? Her quirk's been acting up a little ever since, well, ya know?" 

More details weren't necessary nor were they hers to share. She knew that despite Ylva's cold appearance she would help out without her having to anyway. That's just what friends did. Letting out a breath like a weight had been taken off her shoulders Misaki launched into the explanation on her Super.

When Ylva pulled her hand back Misaki's heart dropped causing her to fail at managing her facial expression for about half a second before she managed to put on her normal cocksure smirk again.

'Ah, that smarts.'

"Boo~. Super Moves take the right feelin' ya know? Plus Ultra and all that." Well, if she didn't even manage to get hers across to Ylva this Super was going to be much harder than expected. The confidence in Misaki's eyes grew at that if anything. Getting there was exactly the point of the move. It had to come from both sides. She'd understand Ylva more and more until she finally got through to her. Besties forever!

"A grasp, huh?" Misaki raised her own hand back up, fingers curling into a facsimile of the pose she'd tried to make earlier. In a way their ideas were similar, just a different way o-

Their eyes met and Misaki knew. Without any further words she nodded and began to sing while walking backwards to get some distance.

"♫ Were they a vision? A mirage or a dream? Even now, those gentle days, held in memory like shining rays ♫ 

♫ Left in the past all now behind, why oh why is the truth so unkind? ♫

♫ A miracle in the rear view, the moment passes with no clue ♫

♫ Grief not, tear those eyes from the sky, look forth, today say no goodbye. Against the wind return that shine, to fate say 'no, I will make it miiiiiiine' ♫ 

 ♫ Stand against the waves, feel your hearts as one, find what it craves, all for a new daaaaawn ♫ 

♫ Sink not into the dark, ignite your spark, bring out what lays ahead ♫

♫ We are one, past present and future ♫

♫ Time will not, entrap us in its chains ♫ 

♫ This today shows a brighter way, leap into the fray, stand tall by our side, concede not the fight ♫

♫ Until the day may come where it all goes wrong and the light goes daaaark ♫

♫ With no restraint ♫ 

♫ Sing out with uuuuuuusssss! ♫ "

Raising one arm in front of her Misaki met Ylva's eyes with a clear gaze. There was no mistaking its meaning. She was ready for anything.

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Ylva raised an eyebrow. Andy got a boyfriend? That was something she never expected; after all who would date that fire truck of a person? She was terrible. Ylva had to assume whoever this boyfriend was it was someone who was deaf or someone who dreamed of poking their eardrums out. Her brow furled, and her eyes narrowed at Misaki's teasing. "I have zero interest in anything like that." Had Ylva thought about that from time to time? Sure but dealing with another person who talked all the time and wanted to do things quickly pushed those thoughts aside.[break][break]

With Misaki serious Ylva sighed normally she would reject the very idea and coming from anyone but Misaki would have gotten a resounding no. They hadn't talked since the Sports Festival and Andy was too awkward to say anything about it. "Fine, I'll fix her quirk for her." Nothing a little super move practice wouldn't fix a trial by fire...or ice in Ylva's case, although she made a mental note to do some more reading on what exactly her quirk was at a molecular level. Maybe there was something else there?[break][break]



Misaki's singing wasn't exactly rare. She sang all the time in the dorm, so Ylva waited for her to finish before assuming a stance. "Get ready." Ylva wasn't even sure this would work as she cupped her hands together in an orb shape and concentrated her energy to fill in the space. When she activated it she had a ball of ice which...wasn't what she was going for. She would try again, this time overlapping the energy in the space, and this time, when she froze it, it only froze the exterior.[break][break]

Progress was progress.

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[Takanashi Misaki]

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Uh oh. She'd gotten a bit carried away there wanting to gush about Masao's new relationship status. Spotting the narrowing of eyes Misaki quickly switched away from the subject. 

"I guess not. Well, for all that I talk about it I don't exactly have any plans either. I'm busy enough as is, you know?" 

She could probably go on about how her current life was fulfilling as it was and how she had plenty of things she was trying to accomplish as is but Misaki didn't feel like she needed to. Ylva would get it. Some things just didn't need to be said.

"You will?" Her eyes widened a fraction -but only a fraction- before she schooled her expression again, the sole difference being that her smile seemed just that little bit extra genuine. "Thanks, I'll be counting on you." That was above and beyond what she'd expected or even asked. It was enough to put her in a good mood for the rest of the day. More importantly, it was perfect to channel into her song and through it, her quirk.

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The beat thrummed through her. With her arm extended out in front of her like she was reaching out she could feel the phonic energy building within. Were she attempting to use her quirk the way she normally did this would be more than enough to boost her to her full power. Misaki didn't stop singing. With exuberance showing in her eyes she pushed it further and further. Not for strength, no, nor even to sense more of her surroundings. 

No, this was different. Directed.

It was an application of both strength and awareness meeting in the middle and resonating with the rhythm of her opponent. The building energy served not to reach further beyond but to match. A symphony that could not be performed alone, no show of power to make one's mark on the world but a waltz.

"♫ A voice spills from the heart, 'See me 'fore I'm torn apart,' unheard thoughts cast to the void, where they are left without a word ♫

♫ Powerless I stare, my form not moving with my care ♫

♫ Did I give up? No that's not it. I stand firm, look them in the eye ♫ 

♫ Get rid of 'someone else will do it', reach out and bare your heart ♫

♫ To change the path of yesteryear, I stand tall to face this inner feeeeeaaaar ♫" 

Phonic energy dipped and rose along with Ylva's attempts, resonating in response to her efforts. Misaki could feel it in her bones. Whatever Ylva was trying to accomplish was drawing nearer and nearer. Setting into a sideways stance with her open palms aimed at Ylva her phonic energy rose once more, a beat running through her with enough force to cause the bottom of her hair to lift and flutter out. It was time. She'd put her all into it and put her life on the line to match Ylva blow for blow. Anything less would be pointless.
 

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"Mmm." Ylva barely verbalized as she didn't want to help Andy, but it was either this or listening to her drone on about how sad she was or whatever nonsense she decided on that day. The lesser of two evils dictated that she actually needed to help, but she wasn't about to tell Misaki how she was going to help. Andy would need to learn that the hard way.[break][break]

Focusing on her Super Move, she blocks out Misaki's singing. If that was something she needed to do to use her quirk, then whatever, it wasn't ideal, but Ylva couldn't complain. She would try to create another orb this one being closer to what she envisioned, it was just too big. Letting it disperse she would try once again and this time... [break][break]



She got it. The energy had manifested as a physical construct but was still malleable as if it was raw energy. For this first one she would drop it on the ground which on impact it immediately spread and froze the ground in a way that was much more potent than her normal one. "Incoming." She would form another one this time winding her arm back and throwing it as hard as she could at Misaki. [break][break]

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Misaki's heart thumped in her chest like a speaker, each beat seeming to send not just blood but phonic energy too thrumming through her veins. She was practically vibrating. Whether it was the moment, the song, the company or a mix of all of the above she couldn't say nor would she bother to figure it out. Understanding was nothing compared to feeling after all.

The beat changed. No longer was her heart just her own, no, it pulsed in tune with the spirit of her opponent. At least that's how it felt. Biology aside the rhythm of Misaki's energy left her control. She didn't hold on to it, there was no point. The energy now matched that conjured by Ylva. Misaki didn't even need to hear her warning to know the attack was coming. She felt it before it even launched. 

"♫ With this hand, I'll reach out and take a hold, shred the past, the future will change its course ♫"

The projectile flew straight towards her, the throw making their collision imminent and their conflict a certainty.

"♫ Stride forth, gain your wings, find the joy that it brings ♫

♫ We are one, this truth I will believe, no matter the hardships it may bring ♫"

Her palms tingled as the projectile neared. Taking one firm step closer she reached forth to make contact with Ylva's energy. It felt like plunging her hands into an icy lake

" ♫ Let us soar, we will reach for the light, no matter what it brings you won't lose your fight, sing here with me ♫ "

The all-consuming frost. A cold that bit deep and left its mark, stagnant in stories of the past to the point they would freeze the future. Her heart felt for Ylva. Was this how she felt all this time?

"♫ 'til the sound called you lays still at last and ceases to play ♫

♫ I'll be here with yoouuu ♫

♫ Sing out with uuuuuuusssss! ♫ "

The crescendo of her song blasted out, her own Phonic Energy not tearing into Ylva's but matching it until it reached a neutral and was nullified entirely. At least, that was what it would look like with some more practice. As it was both energies roiled. Misaki had grasped intent but the heart was a delicate matter. She was no genius like her friends. No matter how much she wanted to she wouldn't succeed on the first try, nor the second or even the third. Both energies roiled as they met, countering each other and fighting for supremacy until they popped.

The majority was nullified, her efforts not for naught, but it wasn't enough. Her hands stayed unblemished but the same could not be said for her arms, a layer of frost forming atop them and biting deep enough she could feel the chill in her bones. Her shoulders too did not remain safe from harm. The muscles within froze partially, not enough to impede on her mobility but enough to feel tearing with ever move she made.

"Hehe, you did it, Ylva." Misaki said with a cheery smile strained by effort. One that was slightly lopsided due to the fact that her face was dotted with frost not unlike freckles. "I knew you had it." She wobbled on her feet after speaking. She still had gas in the tank but it had for sure taken a lot out of her. It'd take a lot more practice to use this move in real combat. Feeling her eyelids droop slightly with a similar feeling to the crash after drinking coffee Misaki clenched her jaw to stop a yawn.

"I'm thinking another try or two and then infirmary followed by some food?" 

Misaki was running on fumes but that didn't mean she had to stop. There was no way she was going to consistently be in top form during battle nor stay there for its entire duration. Practice made perfect and the better she was at her lowest the more likely she was to survive. She briefly swayed on her feet while taking another stance. They'd get there, both of them. This was just the beginning of their stories.

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✓ What a fantastic training session, only made better by Misaki bringing the soundtrack! I'm sure both her and Ylva will succeed! <3[break][break]
Misaki - 0 // 7.500[break]
Ylva - 28.000 // 35.500(capped for September)

+ 7.500 EXP!

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