[Lucille Arbogast]

''Okay everybody, eyes on me! ~ Caw caw!!'' Lucille made her signature horrible impression of a crow to get the attention of the students that had gathered in the training grounds. ''As you know today is a big evaluation day. What we will be evaluating about each of you is on a case by case basis, taking your quirks, years and weekly schedule into account. Also, don't worry about passing or failing, all you have to do is show us what you've been working on.'' There were a few other teachers present to help monitor the student groups, but Lucille with her positive outlook and upbeat energy had been chosen to address the students under the belief that it would help wake them up since it was still early in the morning.

''Faraday-san, Yanai-san, I'll be observing your progress today. If you have any questions feel free to ask, otherwise, please show each other what you have learned and train like you usually do, pretend I'm not even here!'' She chuckled, waving her hand in front of her face as if she was going invisible. ''Being a mutation quirk user and a transformation quirk user respectively you should be able to find some common ground. My advice is to start small and expand from there! It's always easier than to accidentally burn up all your energy too fast.'' Other students were already getting started demonstrating their quirks, skills or other developments in the other groups. Lucille knew Yoko wasn't going to be the most enthusiastic, both because she knew Yoko by now, but also because judging from the groggy look and the way she clutched a thermos of coffee she still wasn't all there. ''Faraday-san, if you could start us off?'' Lucille suggested with a reassuring smile, eager to see how far the first year student had come.

Samaritan, Yanai Yoko

[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

Pumped Up

Michael was rather nervous about this day and had been for weeks. He had kept much of his training under wraps so not to concern Yoko. He had actually needed to shift gears as his body began to naturally get stronger and faster from his training making his initial plans for an ultimate become obsolete. With how his training was going, eventually he'd surpass the need for something as strenuous and reckless as that, so he changed the output. The training remained the same as he would work on controlling and maintaining his air flow and conditioning his body, but now rather that focusing all the condensed potential energy into smaller and harder to hold form, he could distribute it more freely in a manageable state. Michael felt excited and scared to finally reveal this as he had yet to perfect it, at least to what he would deem perfection.

He was worried about the scolding he would get from Yoko about this, mainly because how dangerous it had been, especially practicing in private. But if Michael could master this, there was so many heroic capabilities for it. All of the rescue, evacuation and protective possibilities made this technique have vast utility. Michael hadn't even though of the offensive capabilities that this move would be able to pull off, but if perfected, it had the capacity to increase Michael's abilities 10 fold.

Michael quickly backed up to give himself some room. "Okay... so Yoko-aniki... don't be mad, okay?" He tried to preface this as she thought maybe he didn't have anything prepared and this would be quite the display... if he pulled it off. He never let himself go all out with it yet, so might as well just let loose and see what he could do when not holding back.

"Parade Floatilla!"

Michael shouted out as he slammed his fist together. The impact shuddered a ripple through his rubbery body, starting at his fists and spreading through his whole body. The ripple allowed a stretch and shift through his taut form that when he inflated himself allowed the gas to fill his body rapidly, stretching and expanding his entire body from the top of his balloon the the bottom of his shoes. He was thankful that the support department had managed to modify his gym clothing so effectively to stretch along with him, otherwise he would have torn straight through or inflated right out of them. Even still, the clothing was quickly reaching its apex as it stretched around his body tightly as he double, tripled, quadrupled, octupled in size.

Michael wasn't pushing himself past his own limits, but the limits of his straining gym clothes. Fully inflating 8 times his normal size wasn't his peak, but it was still significantly bigger than he had allowed himself to attempt before. Being nearly 50 feet tall felt wild. When he normally inflated it was usually one or a few parts or more focused on ballooning himself for efficient flying or air bagging, but now, it felt more like everything else had shrunk around him. His hands, his body, his legs, his head, everything but his clothing felt like its normal size to him since proportionally it all was.

Michael moved his hand slowly as he looked down at his palm which was now large enough to easily hold his friend in as if she was little toy. He shook off the thought as he tried to look back down to her. It took a little effort since everything was much smaller to him now. He tugged at the uncomfortable squeeze his shirt was making against his body, not to mention the irritating wedgie his pants were causing that he couldn't pick at in front of everyone there.

"Aniki...?" Michael called out in search for his little big sister friend.

Notes & Tags: Yanai Yoko, Lucille Arbogast,

TLDR: Michael finally showed Yoko the technique he had been working on in secret, but despite the clothing being designed to stretch with him, it wasn't designed to go this far forcing him to currently inflate to a maximum of 8 times his ratio-size.

[Yanai Yoko]

Lucille was so right that it wasn't even funny. Yoko wasn't exactly subtle in her expression, but she always looked particularly peeved whenever she had to get up early for something. In a way she was happy she was paired up with Michael and not someone else, since she wasn't as antagonistic with him as she was with some other students, especially before she had fully woken up. ''You got it, sensei.'' She answered unenthusiastically as she looked off to the side and took a big sip from her thermos. She was all for showing off the progress she had made, but like, she hadn't slept that well last night, and she hadn't had breakfast and she was actually having a bit of a headache and didn't really feel like it...

A myriad of excuses rattled around in her brain, so she was more than happy to watch Michael go first while she thought about which one would get her to do the least amount of work... Maybe she could fake a doctor's note and say she was sick? To make matters worse, why was Lucille so happy and full of energy? What did she have to walk around and be smiling about? Even Michael was unusually quiet on this fine, shitty morning. When she glared at Lucille for no particular reason, their teacher simply smiled back at Yoko and indicated towards Michael as he got ready to show off. ''Whatever.'' She muttered into her thermos, opening her armored umbrella to shield herself from the rain cloud that formed over her head. ''Huh?'' She frowned at Michael. ''That's suspicious, no promises.'' She didn't know what he had been up to and honestly, she had been wanting to ask too, but for some reason she also didn't want to put too much pressure on him. Michael was basically already hero material in her eyes, why would she come after him for not thinking of supermoves?

If she had been half asleep before, Yoko woke right up and damn near did a spit take when Michael used his move. ''O-Oi..!'' Was all she could exclaim in complete surprise, both amazed at his innovativeness and scared for his wellbeing. Other students took note of Michael too as he cast a huge shadow over the training grounds, many marveling and applauding him even without the full context of their conversation. ''That's insane! You figured out how to do this all on your own?'' She shouted up at Michael, unclear how well her voice would travel up to him. She was still scared for him, and he was getting scolded later if that technique did in fact hurt him, but right now she was too busy being impressed with her friend. At this rate he wouldn't even need an Aniki like her to look out for him.

''How? You-'' She circled around him, taking in this giant transformation from all angles. ''Are you okay like that? Does it hurt at all?'' She put a hand on her hip. ''Should I have a reason to be mad at you?''

Samaritan

[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

Tiptoeing Around the Risk

Now with his small friend relatively the size of a guinea pig or even a hamster, it wasn't exactly easy to spot her. It would be worse if she was moving around or in a crowd but he was able to assess her from just locking onto where she had been. More so than seeing her, hearing was clearly much harder in this state. In all the physical training and conditioning of his body, he hadn't thought of how much this form would affect his perception. Still he could make out most of what Yoko was saying as her voice was not exactly... subtle.

As Yoko circled him, it did prove to make it difficult to keep up with her visually. He didn't want to chance a misstep by moving around too much so it depended on him swiveling at his hips and neck to keep track of Yoko."I mean... it feels okay... a little disorienting... but okay... my clothes are a bit tight now..." He chuckled lightly, trying to tug some looseness in the constricting stretched fabric. "Since its an all over inflation... it feels less straining... I guess... It's like something being laid out on your whole body at once rather than a limb."

Michael quickly felt guilty from hiding his hard work. "Well... I haven't actually tried this out, just went through the body conditioning and theory... but in order to get myself prepared for this... I kind of.. pushed myself... a lot. Like putting myself through extreme pressurization for long periods of time..." Michael was tiptoeing around the fact that if he had messed up his training or has miscalculated this full body inflation for his technique, he likely would have blown off a limb at best. The gas compressing alone that he was holding for hours had him under such intense pressures that he gave himself the bends, or decompression sickness like a diver, for the first dozen or so times he was practicing it.

Notes & Tags: Yanai Yoko , Lucille Arbogast ,

TLDR: Michael struggles to perceive Yoko at this size. He tries to cover up just HOW dangerous and strenuous his training had been to pull this off while admitting he hadn't actually tested out the end result until just now

[Yanai Yoko]

''Yeah no kidding.'' She couldn't even begin to imagine what growing to that size would feel like. No wonder he was disoriented. ''I can't believe they can make clothes that work like that.'' The support department students were absolutely built different, even if they were a bunch of nerds. Michael might have expected a trademark scolding from her, but she couldn't help but put on a rare smile. He probably couldn't see it from all the way up there, but hopefully he could hear it in her voice. ''Only you could pull off something like this! What's the purpose, can you lift heavy things? Get people out of tall buildings?'' She knew Michael wasn't a fighter and it would be wrong to assume the move was meant to do what most people would probably think of, crush people.

Michael was somehow better than all that. People like her would have thought of how to use a move like that to cause destruction, but not Michael. It was kind of irritating how he managed to not only be so strong, but so virtuous too. She had so much catching up to do when her hardworking friend was giving it his all. ''Also... Does it come with an off-switch?'' She looked next to her expecting to see Lucille there, but she had already used her quirk to sprout wings and take to the skies. ''Show-off.'' She grumbled at their teacher as Lucille flew up next to Michael's head. ''Faraday-san, this is extremely impressive! If you need any help just let me know.''

Samaritan

[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

Tiptoeing Around the Risk

"Yeah... they kind of don't." Michael grimaced from the squeeze of the clothing. He had pushed them with his inflations before but this was hands down far more of a stretch than he had given them before. "My gym clothes were always designed to give way to allow for quick and bulging inflations, but this is giving the material too little to pull from." At least this gave Michael the clear first step for what to ask the engineering team for when it came to a super suit. He had been struggling with concepts for that and possible gadgets for a long time, so now that he had this, he could feel the ideas were beginning to form.

"I'm not really stronger... Like relatively, I guess yes, but its all comparative to my size. Like I'm 8 times bigger right now, but that doesn't make me 8 times stronger. Its more like, my strength is more... spread out. So I won't be knocking over buildings or anything, but I can probably carry and cover a bunch more of people from the collapsing building. The stronger and better I get with this form the more I should be able to do with it."

As Yoko asked about an off switch, Michael only just began to realize that it was more than just his clothing that was squeezing on him. His nerves were pinching and cramping up already and he began to feel dizzy from the overexertion.

No, not already... I've barely even moved and my body is already seizing on me...? No. I need to be strong for Yoko...

Michael pushed through the pain and dizziness as their professor flew up into view beside his head. Looking like a song bird beside him like this, Michael wasn't even sure if she had actually flown up here or if he was just seeing things through the exhaustion. "Th-Thank you Sensei." Michael tried to keep up the façade that he was pulling it off. He had to keep it together, otherwise what was the point of this form if it was so short-term and taxing.

Michael looked back down towards Yoko groggily. "It... doesn't really have much room for control yet. Like to maintain full body expansion and consistency, I can't really control much for how big I can go. Its pretty much an all or nothing right now. As for an off-switch..." That was the part that Michael was actually worried about now. Especially with how dizzying this was, he would need to deflate kind of slowly to avoid the chances of bubbling (deformation from way too much gas in one space because his body wasn't fully stretching with the gas) or burst from the expulsion of air happening too fast to control. "I... didn't think that far ahead..." Michael downplayed the concern.

Notes & Tags: Yanai Yoko , Lucille Arbogast ,

TLDR: Michael is already beginning to feel the negative blacklash from this technique as he tries to downplay it and explain it.

[Yanai Yoko]

''Now that you mention it...'' She hadn't noticed because she had been so busy being shocked that Michael could go kaiju mode, but his clothes did seem like much more of a tight fit at that size. ''That doesn't look comfortable at all.'' Hopefully they could get him some better material for his hero suit eventually once he started using this move out in public. ''I see, so the super move is actually a lot more complicated than just 'it makes you bigger'.'' She put her hands on her hips as Lucille took to the skies to better talk to Michael.

Still, she knew he could change the volume of his body and all that, but to this size? It was ridiculous how talented he was. Ridiculously great. But if it was an all or nothing move like he said, he probably shouldn't use it in public before he got more control over it, much like her own Out of the Blue super move. ''Faraday-san, are you okay?'' Lucille asked, she was much closer to Michael's face and harder to deceive as a result. Meanwhile, Yoko was already starting to strain her neck from having to look up so much and that wasn't exactly a new sensation for someone her height to begin with. ''You WHAT?!'' Yoko called out, damn near dropping her umbrella and getting cloud rain all over her.

''Are you mad? What if you can't turn back? What if you'd be stuck that size forever? How are you supposed to take classes like that, or go to bed?'' Her concern turned into a mellow, grumpy anger as she slapped his foot, probably not enough to hurt him. ''Turn that off right now.'' She demanded.

Samaritan

[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

In and Out

"I'm fin-" Michael started when suddenly a sudden stomach cramp rippled out through the rest of his torso. Michael grimaced as he staggered backwards slightly. Catching his balance, Michael exhaled deeply. He looked to his teacher than back down to Yoko. "I'm fine, I just need to get use to it... If I don't practice with it, it might take years for me to get any progress out of it."

Michael winced again, the concerns of being stuck like this was starting to build an anxiety in him, made worse with the latent fear of messing up the deflation process. It's going to be fine... you can do this... just like breathing... IN... Michael inhaled slowly. And OUT... He exhaled deeply. IN.... And OUT...

Using the mantra his mother would have him practice when he was young and just starting to use his inflation skills. Slow meditative breathing to calm his mind and let the air flow. IN... and OUT.... As he exhaled, he kept letting out more and more breath and the air filling him began to follow suit, expelling from him in a steady rate, shrinking Michael back down to normal, well almost normal size. Stretching himself out like that, Michael was now a good foot taller than he normally stood. It would probably go down if he held off using his quirk for a long rest, or even quicker if he took an ice bath later.

"See? I'm fine." Michael smiled at Yoko.

Notes & Tags: Yanai Yoko , Lucille Arbogast ,

TLDR: Michael used breathing exercises to shrink down to only a foot taller than normal

[Yanai Yoko]

''Oi, careful!'' She called out, showing more concern than usual for Michael when the cramp hit him. ''That's true, but do it responsibly!'' He probably couldn't see it, but she held a fist up and waved it at him. Lucille offered Michael a smile as she continued hanging in the air next to his head. ''You've made extraordinary progress, Faraday-san. Don't worry about your friend, she just cares about you.'' Lucille had known Yoko for a while now and she knew that the lazy delinquent rarely showed that she cared for others so openly. Her and Michael had probably been through a lot together already. ''That being said, if you need any help, I'm right here okay?'' She offered warmly, hoping Michael knew he was practicing in a safe environment and that UAU had his back. ''That's it, deep breaths.''

As Michael slowly started shrinking Yoko felt incredibly relieved, however, the image she was projecting by staring at him with her brow furrowed and arms crossed was that of an angry parent. ''You're insane is what you are.'' She pouted. ''That's why my super move is way less insane, in fact, compared to yours it looks mundane.'' She adjusted her umbrella slightly as the cloud continued to rain on her. ''Let's go to the target range, I'll show you.''

In one of the other super move groups one student was using telekinesis to fly, but spun out of control fast. Thankfully, Lucille was quick to react and caught him before he hit the ground, but she would be busy helping out other students for the moment. ''You pretty much know my quirk inside out by now, but I discovered something new recently.'' Yoko only spared the passing incident a glance before she looked back up at Michael. ''You know how I basically have to get up close to people to fight 'em, right? Well, I found a way around that.''

She took her position on the target practice range and lined up with one of the targets. The cloud over her head that looked like it was an involuntary side effect of her quirk, she had actually sustained intentionally by channeling her anger into it. For this very moment. ''When I activate my quirk, I usually use all of it, all at once. But if I don't transform my whole body...'' She put her umbrella down and used her quirk, only transforming her hands and the space around her eyes. Next, the rainy cloud began sparking and crackling with electricity, like a miniature thunderstorm was brewing. Then, Yoko used her transformed hands, which protected her from getting zapped to take ahold of the cloud and aim it at the target, lining it up quickly before a bolt of lightning fired from the cloud, striking down her enemies in a flash!

''Out of the Blue!'' She called out as the lightning bolt curved and missed the target she was aiming for by a few feet.

Moments later the cloud disappeared and Yoko returned to her normal form, panting as she wiped the sweat from her brow. ''...As you can see, I'm still working on my aim but-...'' She looked up at Michael, managing a weak smile. ''That's the idea.''

Samaritan

[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

Spark of Genius

Michael was relieved to have shrunk back down to a more reasonable size. The cramping still felt rather painful, but it was at least manageable at least enough to pretend it wasn't uncomfortable. Michael looked to his professor and bowed slightly in appreciation. It seemed like the bow was just a little one like a mild show of gratitude, but it was also the most Michael felt he could handle without feeling too much pain. Only for his body to tense up a little from Yoko scolding him.

But his pain was quickly overshadowed by his excitement for what Yoko had planned! She always had such a negative position on herself and her quirk so he felt that he claiming that hers was less insane than his idea of a super move only meant that she had come up with a cool and versatile use of her power. She didn't need to put herself in jeopardy just to make a big impact.

At the target range, she tried to down play what she had came up with, but this was a game changer! "Oh my gosh! YOKO! That was incredible!" Michael was too excited to let a little thing like charlie horses slow him down from gawking over his friend's accomplishment. He rush over to her, crouching down low since his current height made him even taller. He began nerding out with her about the physics and utility of this.

"That's amazing! What kind of wattage does that have? Is it safe to use against organic targets? Does it function like real lightning? How do you aim it? Is it just a direct strike or can it arc for a side strike? Is it strong enough to produce a ground current? What's the rate for your generation of bolts?-" Michael was so enamored with super move he was asking questions that she almost certain hadn't or couldn't have tested or just questions of the physics of how she could do it when quirks tended to sidestep most physics. Still his enthusiasm regularly sprinkled in his awe of her. "You're so cool! You're going to be such an amazing hero! This makes you incredible up close and at a distance now!"

Notes & Tags: Yanai Yoko , Lucille Arbogast ,

TLDR: Michael is blown away in awe of Yoko's new technique

[Yanai Yoko]

When Michael was impressed with her super move she couldn't help but both feel proud of herself, but also embarrassed because she still wasn't used to being shown genuine emotions like this. ''I-It's whatever it's just a super move...'' She blushed, averting her gaze for a moment as she played with one of her braids. ''I don't know how strong it is, but it hurts the shit out of anyone that gets hit by it.'' She blinked her eyes and took another look at Michael. ''Although... I suppose you'd be immune to it since you're made of rubber.'' She looked down at her hands, then back up at him. ''I don't know, I just kind of grab the cloud and aim it. The bolt contains all my anger, like imagine you could take your anger and shoot it out all at once, so I only get to use it once before I need to rest.'' She was entering her emotionally numb and blissful state right now. ''I also can't use my quirk right now because of it. On account of, you know, having no anger left in my body.''

''It's nothing special.'' She mumbled, ''I still need to learn to aim it better so that I can hit my targets consistently. Besides, I think your super move was far more impressive... I'm gonna help you become the best hero, I just need to be a hero, but if I could settle for amazing hero I wouldn't mind.''

Just then Lucille flew back over to greet Michael and Yoko. ''How are we doing over here? ~ Faraday-san, are you feeling better? Do you need to go to the infirmary?'' She turned to look at Yoko. ''You too, Yanai-san, we don't want you to be stuck with hands covered in burn marks again, otherwise you won't be able to hold a pen for my classes.''

It was so annoying how happy and correct Lucille was. If only she was a jerk it would be easier to hate her. ''Whatever.'' She huffed as she started walking. ''Michael, are you coming? I need to get my hands checked.'' Lucille landed next to them and turned off her quirk. ''Don't worry, the class is pretty much over, consider yourselves lucky for getting off five minutes early!'' She smiled, giving them a thumbs up.

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