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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Angry Boxing Almost immediately after having taken her stance and thrown a couple jabs did someone do the courteous thing and inform Kikurage of the 'why' her punching felt awkward.  After the punches were blocked by Enma, here eyes would search for the voice telling her she was using the wrong stance.  A stranger would first mimic her stance in order to guide her, which earned a couple hearty nods, but with the change in a lead hand and footing it felt much better.  "Oh...  Thanks.  Guess I was mimicking him too much," Kikurage would admit with a curtsy in Rahul's direction, before facing Enma once more. Afterward she would give another nod to Enma as she would try to throw a jab with her right hand, which felt so much more comfortable.  "Ooh that feels much-," Kiku offhandedly murmur aloud as she felt her jab deflected with extreme force, arm whipping up and back as Enma followed it with a strong punch of his own.  Her eyes widened with extreme shock, as his fist found solace in center mass, causing Kikurage to cough in absolute pain as she felt like something was broken. "Ow-what-the-ffffff," Kiku heaved out as her knees went cross, buckling quite a bit as her mind started racing a million miles a minute.  Instant regret for even choosing to leave earlier today, regretting even offering herself up as a tribute for this guy's slaughter.  Regret turned to rage as she wondered why this guy had to show off in such a fashion, brutalizing an opponent in one punch like this?  She was a first year after all, why was a brute like him not pulling his punches?  Even she had the common decency to strike light even with her awkward jabs, and here she probably had at least a fractured rib or two?  This little pissant... She couldn't speak at this point at she felt like her voice was gone, almost fully breathless.  Only enough breath for one last attack in this little spar, and she wasn't going to let this jerk go.  So she stepped in with an uppercut with her right arm, aiming to connect with his hands only to have her own Mushroom Glove burst like a Puffball, resonating with a definitive POP in order to blast open an opening.  Which regardless, she stepped in with a strong left punch with desperation in her own movements, once again aiming to explode her left Mushroom Glove in an attempt to cover Enma in black spores, trying to plague him with some flesh eating fungi over what she could get him... Though she couldn't continue her vengeful attack as the adrenaline keeping her up ran quite short, with Kikurage faceplanting in the dirty ground writhing in pain.  Coughing as she struggled to breathe from the pain of some potentially broken bones thanks to Enma.  "AAaaaaaghhhhh, Frick you...  so much..." Kiku heaved out whilst curling in a fetal position on the ground, glasses clattering to the ground as she didn't even have the energy to grab hold of them... All she had the energy to do was keep herself from crying out in pain anymore than she could. >> Kiku assumes to have made the mushroom gloves for Enma >> Throws her bad jabs, and is instantly corrected by Rahul >> Thanks him and feels a good difference in her Southpaw stance- >> Is surprised by Enma's monstrous strength when he deflects her punch.  (She has D Strength and D+ Durability compared to his Rock-breaking punches) >> Doesn't have the capability to dodge, gets full punched in the chest and feels like something's either broken or is breaking >> On the last vestiges of adrenaline, she retaliates in vengeful fury by throwing a right-uppercut that is accentuated by her exploding her Mushroom Glove to try and force an oepning >> Throws a left punch which won't connect, but the Left Mushroom Glove explodes as she tries to cover him in flesh eating fungi >> Has no more energy, crumples onto the ground buckled over in pain as she's trying to avoid yelling out in agony... (tagged)⏤ Lucille Arbogast,junsuina,enma,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kikurage Shimeiji,Farrin,Mafdet Khepri,

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Where are we?

Khepri saw Kikurage off with a happy wave when she went over to Farrin. Everyone was different and the more different people sparred the more Khepri would get to see how things worked. It was great! Just like people were different interpretations were too. Attentively listening to Farrin's explanation Khepri wondered whether they'd be drawing the same conclusions from it as the others here did. They'd get to see soon. 

With their eyes wide open and their blinking kept to a minimum that was exactly what they did, their gaze focused completely on Kikurage and Enma. The catbug was so engrossed in the scene that they didn't notice Rahul at all, only the result of his actions like the ripple of a rock thrown into a pond. Except it was more of a ripple in the crowd following the impact of Enma's punch, a fair few of them seeming to cringe at the same time following the sound. 

The distance between Khepri and fight seemed to grow and the people around them appeared more and more out of focus as they tunnel-visioned on what just happened. Khepri stood stock still in place. Everything was alright, they didn't need to move, this was just a spar after all. Then Kikurage toppled over and Khepri was pushing through the crowd before they knew it. The moment they were clear the exoskeleton in their legs swelled as they kicked off just enough to come to a stop in a kneel right next to Kikurage. Their guard was up, shoulders squared as one arm protectively hovered over the person they'd volunteered while their eyes focused wholly on Enma's movements. In truth there was probably no need at all for them to intervene, not with their comparative speed compared to the other people present, but Khepri had zoned out what was going on around them in favor of acting.

"Do you want to go to the infirmary?" Khepri asked Kiku with a brief absence of the usual joviality their tone carried, a shift they themself hadn't noticed. All the while their eyes didn't leave Enma's posture. Their next move would depend on the responses they'd get with their eyes and ears alike, whether from Farrin, one of the duelists or Lucille. 

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ight, so yer' a southpaw, meanin' yuh'll pack more punch in that left hand o' yers n' will want keep yer' stance reversed o' mine," he added while Rahul helped Kikurage correct her form. Rahul's presence was unexpected, but it required no supreme deductive abilities to piece that picture together. "Appreciated," he answered Rahul with a smirk as the lad moved in Phantasmgoria's direction. If Rahul wanted to keep Farrin in check, then this might be instructive for him. That was if the lesson continued. 

The muffled thuds of mushroomed fists colliding signaled the start of the spar. Honestly, such protective measures might sully the lesson, considering the style they were learning was built atop bare-knuckled boxing, but the "gloves" value shone clear a moment later. Another muffled thud, then a loud crack rang out as Enma's fist landed against Kikurage's core. 

It sounded like it hurt, and Farrin was ready to intervene, but she pressed on the attack. Students were blown across grounds beta by bombs and explosive quirks when running lessons with the likes of Lonewolf and SuperNova. Heck, most administered entrance exams included massive and powerful robots. If she believed she could continue, it was Enma's turn to take defensive measures. Then the glove burst open. This lesson wasn't meant to include quirks in such a way, which meant this was personal, meaning she was likely incredibly hurt from that last blow. 

Kiku tumbled before she could land that next shot she took. Farrin snatched her glasses off the ground and sped to her side, soon joined by Khepri. On one hand, Enma clearly hit like a cannonball. On the other hand, Kiku would certainly need to develop her constitution to stick it out at UA. Farrin wouldn't let this become some feud. He would control the situation and tackle those foremost priorities. 

"Oi, do yuh' need medical attention? Dun' worry 'bout him, I'm the instructor 'ere so you can be pissed at me, but first n' foremost, we need ta' judge the damage." He started with Kiku's health. She wasn't bleeding and could speak, but Farrin was not gifted with X-ray vision. While he could administer some rudimentary first aid, courtesy of classes here, Khepri was right in that UA staff would better handle the situation if she needed legitimate medical attention. 

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Ylva was late enough that she contemplated not even showing up. After her experiences in the Sports Festival and the fallout over her 'loss,' she wasn't exactly feeling happy where she was at development-wise. Sure, she had learned a bit of Mixed Martial Arts and through strength training, had gotten to the point where she wasn't exactly sure if she could realistically train her muscles any further. All that left was to improve her other skills and she needed more tools outside of her quirk.[break][break]

Having made up her mind, she changed into her gym clothes and filled a small bag with snacks and a few water bottles. If the class was anything like her training sessions she would need them. As she made her way to the Physical Education Grounds she would use the group chat she had between Masao and Misaki and would type 'Misaki, class for combat practice happening at the Physical Education Grounds.' and she would leave it at that. Knowing Masao she would find some way to yap about it whether she found out or not so at least this way Ylva could just mute the group chat if Misaki didn't answer.[break][break]



Before she got to the field she could count the number of people there and some of their 'signatures' were familiar to her sensory abilities. When she spent a lot of time with certain people, it got easier to tell them approximately who they were through her quirk. Seven people in total with three she recognized. As she approached, she watched the last bit of Enma mercilessly striking down Kiku, who crumpled on the spot. With a sigh, she'd make her way over, approaching from behind. "Move." she'd say coldy to Khepri as she bent down to take a look at Kiku before reaching into her bag and getting out a water bottle. With a quick snap freeze she'd pull Kiku's arm over her shoulder and lift her up as gently as she could "If you need to go to the infirmary I'll take you there. Otherwise I'm gonna set you down over there." She planned to offer Kiku a chilled water bottle assuming she didn't offer up any resistance to Ylva's offer for help. [break][break]

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for Lucille Arbogast,junsuina,enma,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kikurage Shimeiji,Farrin,Mafdet Khepri,

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[enma]

Enma's fists had weight. He didn't know how hard he could punch because he hadn't ever focused on it. While he didn't punch with every ounce of strength that he had, what happened to Kikurage would mortify him. Instantly as the crack of thunder roared from his fist going into her gut would draw instant panic and send her into a second wind frenzy, he could only stand still and accept what was coming.

The anger was clear and reasonable. As Kikurage punched with a little squeak against him, he would reflexively apologize. "I'm so sorry--" Squeak. Pressure against his chin, he would accidentally clench his teeth with a bony click that made him bring a gloved hand to his mouth. She would continue attacking, spreading a corrosive smudging of black spores that would sizzle against his skin.

"This is fine. I deserve this. Please keep hitting me." As the steam of bubbling surface-level skin cells would trickle off, he would stand there and watch the crumpling Kikurage while he looked down in great shame. Slumping his shoulders and letting the gloves slip off, he wondered if he should carry her. Taking one step forward, Khepri suddenly appeared in defense for her. "Khepri I--"

Looking around, anxiety began welling in his chest. Khepri didn't look at him with the kindness she had when they first met, surely everyone looked and judged at either how cruel or how foolish he was for not knowing how to hold his punch back. He didn't want to leave such an awful impression of himself on Rahul or Lucille either. Worst of all, he hurt Kikurage. She didn't deserve that, that wasn't the point of this exercise.

"This is my incompetence, not your teaching Oberon-senpai. I'm very sorry for injuring her." Still sizzling, Enma would be more concerned about Kikurage than his own dissolving skin. Thankfully, he was tough enough where it wasn't severely injuring before it faded away, but her injury seemed much worse. Retreating into himself, Enma watched her get cared for while bringing his hands behind his back and clasping one behind the other.

There was nothing he could do or say to rectify the mistake now, he just had to swallow it until she could speak. Eventually, he'd need to make it up to her.

Lucille Arbogast junsuina 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 Kikurage Shimeiji Farrin Mafdet Khepri Ylva Riis

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Arboghast barely gets her sentence out before there’s a situation in need of her attention. Fortunately for her, not that I knew what kind of teacher she was, the ever-diligent Oberon made his way to the scene. There are others there, too, such as the catbug offering to escort her to the infirmary. Followed by another, identical offer from Ylva who had arrived just in time to see the event play out.

It’s more than indifference. There is some antagonism there. I had worked together with Ylva once. And while we were brought together by a similar goal, which may have made her more cooperative, her otherwise aloof nature — as seen on the boat party — was not this cold.

“I figured something would go wrong.” I chirped back watching the scene play out. For the moment, my presence isn’t needed. Enma is already apologizing and for the right reasons, too. Incompetence. At least he’s self aware.

Still, his need to punish himself for his transgression speaks to some kind of martyr complex. Which is then immediately overshadowed by Kiku’s desire to become strong. I’d like to say I didn’t understand where either of them were coming from…

But even if relatable, they were still idiots.

“Get in there, teach'.”

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As much as she usually didn't go out of her way to do something like this she felt at least a tiny bit bad for Kiku. When she spoke about her choice to join the hero course instead of Gen Ed, Ylva initially thought that there was a reason she managed to scrape by even with a quirk that didn't have much practical usage.[break][break]

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As Enma awkwardly apologized, Ylva stared. This was the person Misaki was talking about? The same person that caused Masao's quirk to break? How very plain. When he started speaking to Farrin it all clicked why Andy was interested in him, he was chatty like she was but at least he was more humble. "Injuries happen in the Hero Course. You'll get over it." Then she'd turn to Kiku, who was spouting some nonsense she would have expected from another redhead she knew. It was extremely unbecoming and frankly a bit annoying to hear. "This is also part of being in the Hero Course." She paused, thinking of her next words carefully before sighing "Being weak isn't a problem, staying weak is." Before she could drag Kiku off to the infirmary, it looked like the infirmary came to them. Ylva would put her down near the staff and wait patiently for them to take a look at her. While she waited, she pulled out her phone and checked the group chat between her roommates, seeing Misaki having reacted to her earlier message with a heart emoji and Masao sent a block of text. Her eyes glazed over; she ignored what Masao said and replied.[break][break]

'I met your boyfriend, Andy. He sent someone to the infirmary. He seems like a brute.', ' she said, then muted the chat.

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We may have known nothing about one another, but there was an underlying philosophy we shared. For whatever reason she may have, and for reasons I’d rather not reminisce, we were familiar with our limitations and what was necessary to surpass them: the endless, unapologetic pursuit of strength.

“Enma,” He was folding into himself like crumpled origami. During one of our projects, he had let something slip — it was an implication. Nothing more. But it spoke volumes of things that may have happened in his past. Things that directly informed the person he was now.

There was guilt. This reaction went far above and beyond what happened here. And I doubt anyone’s reassurance would help. Instead, let’s direct his mind elsewhere. The more he thinks about what he’s done, the worse he’ll perform. The less he’ll grow.

“On the field, anything can happen. What’s important is to regulate your emotions, assess your mistakes, and adapt to your shortcomings.” If he’s going to get stuck in that head of his, he might as well be productive.

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eroism christened by blood and error. Fortunately, today was more error than blood. Kikurage may have been injured, but it was nothing beyond UA's ability to mend. So, without looking her way, Farrin held an open palm in Lucille's general direction and rose to his height. This was his lesson. Death hadn't come knocking on anyone's door. Let him rectify the situation.

"Alright, e'eryone. Situation is well under control. Anyone wishin ta' walk away, no hard feelins, but I ask yuh' all ta' remember why yer 'ere. In 'ere, we can recover from mistakes n' learn from 'em," he started, hoping Enma would pick up on what he was putting down. The lad needed some extra guidance that was all. "Out der', well, mistakes aren't so easily forgiven."

Concern tugged at the periphery of Farrin's mind, daring him to look Kikurage's way. He wouldn't. Not yet. Nor would he look Enma's way. The burden of eyes upon the shamed, even the self-inflicted sort, weighed as mountains on the chest. If Farrin looked to either student, so would the others. 

"So, fer those o' yuh' that stay, we're goin ta' iron out those craggy, inexperienced edges 'til we've a smooth movin', confident and careful machine ready ta' knock the blocks off villainy n' defend those that can't defend 'emselves. We practice, practice, and keep on practicin. We perfect our form. Grow stronger n' smarter, becomin' the most capable versions o' ourselves. The version both we n' the world deserve." 

Public speaking was never Farrin's thing, but an effort had to be made. Hopefully, he might flip a few switches and dial in those who wanted to learn because pain was part of the process. Even if he wasn't the best speaker, he sure as shite was one of the best fighters here. He could teach if they wanted to learn. Kikurage would recover, and it would be up to her whether she wanted to continue. Enma, too, had to make a choice. Cower in his shell or lock-in. 

"Now, fer those o' yuh apprehensive 'bout swingin at each other, I can arrange fer' some trainin bots ta' be brought out 'ere, but they'll never truly live up ta' the real thing. Otherwise, I'll say plainly this time that we're takin' things easy fer' now n' jus' acclimatin ta' the movements n' form I showed yuh' all earlier. Then we'll pick up the pace n' force as we move along." 

Farrin would finally look to Enma. Ready or not, he had an idea on how to handle the situation.

"N' you, lad, will be trainin wit' me."   

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[Lucille Arbogast]

Oh, Oh dear. That hit looked pretty nasty, but at least Kiku was still feeling well enough to complain about it. She was about to put her clipboard aside, but when more students stepped up to help their classmate she hesitated, and was instead content to observe from the back. Enma was apologizing immediately, and given his track record she found it hard to believe there was any malicious intent behind his attack. As horrible as this little incident was, it was nice to see everyone come together. Farrin, even Khepri who was going through a lot of their own trauma didn't hesitate to offer to take Kiku to the infirmary, and Ylva was showing a lot of progress too. ''Hm? Now, now, I think O'Rourke-san is doing a fine job all on his own. I'm here to observe.'' She smiled, completely unbothered by what had happened. When it came to UAU, students getting injured during training wasn't uncommon, and she had been teaching at this place for years. She had experienced far worse than a punch with a little too much force behind it.

She had wanted to speak to both Enma and Kiku, but seeing as Farrin managed to keep the lesson going and Kiku was already getting help, she decided the poor girl didn't need more eyes on her by having a teacher check in right away. Instead, she looked to Khepri and waved them over with a smile. ''Mafdet-san! Could you come over here for a minute?'' She made sure to walk a bit away from the rest of the class so they could talk in private. Out of everyone there, they were the most likely to get overlooked. Not many, if any of these students were aware of what Khepri was dealing with. ''You stepped in to help Shimeiji-san so quickly! That was impressive.'' She put a hand on their shoulder. ''How are you feeling right now? You can be honest with me, a simple thumbs up or thumbs down will do.'' She demonstrated by holding a thumb up herself.

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... The sound she heard made her wince. At the very least, that was a bruised or even cracked rib; she guessed Enma was well versed in sword combat and was probably unfamiliar with hand to hand. Because he neglected this he didn't know how to pull his punches properly. He was repentant at least, and could somewhat guess the level of guilt he was feeling. She'd probably feel the same way. It did make her curious, though. That blow was easily avoidable... Seeing how everyone else leapt into action before she did (anxiety sucked like that) Jun hesitated. Did she keep observing? Or what? It was odd that Ylva was acting the way that she was...she didn't strike Jun as the person that'd go out of her way to help someone else. Or was Jun being too harsh? Regardless, she made her way over to where Ylva and Kiku were, making sure her hand wraps were in place. "Hi," Jun says, most of her confidence leaving. She wished she were better at this people thing. "Are you new to the whole boxing thing? I know very little about Farrin's particular brand, but I know a few drills that can help when it comes to dodging and evading." Kikurage Shimeiji,Mafdet Khepri,Farrin,Ylva Riis,enma,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Lucille Arbogast,

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Calming Down [attr="class","rhythm"] After having burst out like that, Kiku's face went flush red from saying something so imbecilically simple.  She just didn't want to leave the training so soon, and continue to put more distance between herself and the goals she wanted to achieve.  Frustration built up within her as the only muscle she could exercise right now was her brain, and that was pointless if her body couldn't match what she envisioned.   The frustration on her face seemed to get Ylva, who admonished both Enma and Kiku as this should be expected results within the Hero Course.  "I know...  didn't expect it...  in one punch... in a spar," Kiku rationalized, having hands reach for her head with palms pressed against her eyes, fingers reaching up and digging into her scalp and hair.  Her inexperience in a physical field was extremely evident, and it was embarassing to flop so hard in front of a huge group of people.  Also why she didn't want to be in front of many in the first place.   But Kiku's breath froze as Ylva spoke some ever familiar words out loud, the same that her father imparted upon her.  Now that made her feel extremely stupid, as she wanted to try this spar stuff again but in a smarter way, in a stronger way, even in a dirtier way.  As long as she improved her abilities, then she'd do whatever.  "Thanks..." Was uttered from her lips, forcing herself to be a bit louder as she acknowledged Mafdet, Farrin, and Ylva for their quick arrivals and assistance. Then a ray of sunshine came from some infirmary staff that was probably on standby due to the nature of this training.  Of course there would be infirmary staff on hand during this training.  "Don't want...  to leave," She gasped out, to which they would begin work right there.  The two staff members would surround her, one checking her wound by unzipping her jump suit just enough to check the wound.  Upon inspecting they would find deep purple bruising around the strike area, and with tender touches that caused extreme pain reflex they would surmise that if there was any more force in that punch the sternum would've snapped in half.  There was without a doubt bruised bones, or maybe a stable fracture which could very well heal itself properly.  Nothing too terribly broken or out of place, so the other faculty staff began making preparations to apply some painkillers.  All the while Kiku would take a deep breath and arch her head upward, forcing herself to glare and glower at everyone training.  That was when Jun made herself known to Kiku, making greetings and making questions about the redhead's level of competency. Kikurage would take a deep breath as one of the staff's painkillers were starting to set in, as she would be able to speak a little more plainly, "Yes.  I joined to try and round out one of my weaker points.  I'm usually better about dodging but I didn't think I'd be training with a gorilla.  When I can, I'm up to learn those drills."  The more she talked, the more she felt like the pain was subsiding for the moment.  Finding relief in her chest after an intense minute of pain, thanks to that good stuff. >> Kiku, frustrated, calms down and thanks the three who came in to help her almost immediately >> Kiku will not forget Ylva using the same words her father used to use >> With Infirmary Staff finally on site, Kiku is able to confirm that she either has stable fractures at worst, but bruised bones at least.  Nothing that can be confirmed w/o an X-ray >> As the infirmary staff start to apply treatment and painkillers, Kiku watches the training intently as she doesn't want to waste time and stay weak >> Answers Jun's questions, starting to feel better w/ the painkillers (tagged)⏤ Lucille Arbogast ,junsuina ,enma ,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 ,Kikurage Shimeiji ,Farrin ,Mafdet Khepri ,

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Half empty or full... "Enma?" Khepri mouthed quietly while maintaining an unblinking stare. "Are you... really Enma?" The Enma that Khepri had met before didn't seem like they'd do this on purpose. Could he be someone else than they'd thought? Khepri's hand shook slightly and the exoskeleton of their legs softened slightly as if in preparation for an empowered leap. That's when a single syllable pierced through the haze and shook Khepri out of it.  They immediately stepped aside at Ylva's instruction. That made sense. If Kikurage had gotten bruised Ylva could probably treat that by chilling it to stop the swelling. Khepri's tail swished behind them as they heard Kiku scream. That was good, they were going to be fine then. So long as they were alive they could be fixed. That was what the doctor had told Khepri that one time too. Putting their hands together apologetically they looked at their other friend. "Ah! Sorry, Enma. I was almost about to attack you there." The innocent smile with which they said it didn't match the contents of their words at all. Giving a happy nod back at Kiku's thanks Khepri took a few steps back and to the side so they weren't obscuring the crowd's view of Farrin as he continued speaking. Making sure to listen attentively the catbug's eyes briefly glossed over at his mention of what it was like 'out there' but with a blink and then another their normal shine was back.  Their ears twitched in the other direction and they looked over when Lucille called out to them. With a happy smile and half a swing in their step Khepri walked over to her. Just in case they kept count too. They didn't want to overshoot their limits. "Can I help with something, Arbogast-sensei?" Their head tilted just a little as they asked, not enough to be sideways but enough that they could consider the ups and downs instead of just seeing left and right out of the corners of their eyes. Impressive? Khepri supposed heroes were impressive and they were supposed to help people so it made sense that trying to help was impressive. They hadn't thought of that before. "I didn't get punched in the chest and go down." Khepri responded with a thumbs-up and a smile. That probably felt bad. Khepri's chest only hurt a little and that wasn't from an injury, that just happened from time to time. They were doing just fine right now.  Like Farrin said they should probably make sure they were ready to have that not happen when they were outside of UAU either. They'd only had a single lesson about the Emerald Fist so far and that probably wasn't enough to learn it. If it was then schools would just have new students every class instead of the same ones for a few years. "I need to go learn a second time, Teacher. Did you want me to do anything before I go back?"  If not they'd turn around and practice some more. Lucille might notice as they did that their tail was a bit stiff instead of swaying behind them and that their ears seemed a bit twitchy but outside of that Khepri looked a-okay. Looking from the crowd to the group that was standing near the infirmary staff and then to the person that was standing near Lucille before Khepri wondered who they could spar with. They all seemed very different so whoever it was Khepri was sure they'd be able to learn a lot about how to use the fighting style. Raising their hand over their head they looked to Farrin. "O'rourke-sensei! Who should I spar with?" ...Is all perspective Lucille Arbogast ,junsuina ,enma ,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 ,Kikurage Shimeiji ,Farrin ,

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[Lucille Arbogast]

She chuckled at Khepri's response. ''Nice! That's a good start. That's all I'm just checking in, do your best and make sure to listen to O'Rourke-san!'' She smiled, giving Khepri a reassuring pat on the back to hopefully help them loosen up a bit again. Trauma was never easy to deal with, especially not when the world kept spinning regardless of how you felt. As she watched Khepri ask Farrin a question she shifted her focus to Rahul, walking over towards him.

''Clemente-san, do you have a moment?'' She smiled, motioning for him to follow her a few steps away from the group so they could talk. ''I was wondering whether you and O'Rourke-san planned for you to be co-teaching this class. If so, I wasn't briefed on this and I'll have to reconsider the notes that I'm taking.'' After all, she had only been observing Farrin so far, but if Rahul was helping him teach she would need to assess him too. ''If not, then I would like to kindly ask you to leave the teaching to O'Rourke-san. This is his 'classroom' after all. I know you just want to help, and please do feel free to help your fellow students, but this is technically an ongoing test and I am assessing O'Rourke-san's performance as a teacher.'' She smiled and gave him a thumbs up. ''That is all! If you and O'Rourke-san did plan for this, I would like to be notified ahead of time in the future.''

junsuina, enma, 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲, Kikurage Shimeiji, Farrin, Mafdet Khepri