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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Late Night Break-in [attr="class","rhythm"] Is it a criminal offense to trespass on private property?  Yes, yes it is.  But was it really so bad though?  It always depended on the context of the situation, and in this context it was...  "Still pretty illegal, but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do." The internal dialogue of Antonio became vocal as he took a deep breath and felt a hollow, sinking feeling in his chest.  He didn't have too much time left before needing a recharge.  It was so late at night that it was very unlikely that he'd find a hardware or car shop that would have car batteries available, and due to all of his own car batteries looking the same he had taken a dud of a battery when he left his home.   It was close to midnight as Antonio made his way towards the JERA Shinagawa Thermal Power Station that was near the most inland part of Tokyo Bay, with nary a soul in sight.  There were security guards posted at the front and back, so Antonio had found himself moving towards a rather particular section of the grounds where he anticipated a lack of guards. "Rrrgh, hate wasting bursts of energy for this," He grumbled to himself as he aimed a palm towards the top part of the tall wall boundary of the powerplant.  Willing a transformative aspect to his quirk, Mecha-Man created a spring-loaded mechanism within his forearm before launching his hand towards the top of the wall.  Grabbing hold, the man wearing nothing more than a black and pink Hawaiian shirt, a pair of navy black speedos, and a ski mask over his head the masked intruder would clear this wall, landing on the other side with a definitive thud.   Glancing back up at the wall, he grimmaced upon seeing that his grip and body weight left quite the indent in the wall.  Great, evidence that he was here.  Not good.  Antonio figured to get what he came here for and bolt, and get as much of it as he needed. So he ran across the grounds, towards one of the outside garage hangar doors that lead into the main floor of the plant.  The door that was used to transport huge loads and deliveries into the building was definitely locked, but since he was already sure security cameras and his destruction would tip off to the intrusion he figured what was one more bit of destruction.  Pulling up on the garage door, he managed to get the door open up by several feet.  Jamming the door in the process, he lay flat against the ground and rolled under the hangar bay doors before finding himself on the main floor. Feeling extremely drained, Antonio made a bee-line towards one of the nearby power machines.  It hummed quite beautifully as it provided power for greater Tokyo area, and now it was going to give him all the energy he needed for weeks to come. Sitting with his back to the machine, he pulled out an electrical wire he scrummed together and plugged it into the back of his neck.  The other end of this wire would find its way in one of the output sockets of the machines, allowing Antonio to siphon energy from the plant from the very source. Sweet, sweet relief.  He hated the feeling of electricity coursing through his body, but the effects were near immediate as his body started to feel alive once more. (tagged)⏤ Kozue Yoshi

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[Kozue Yoshi]

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Normally guys in their twenties spent their free time drinking with friends and going on dates. But Kozue was anything but a normal guy. The dumpster lid swung open with a loud bang, leading to a quiet "Shit" to emanate from inside. This voice belonged to said Kozue, who in his excitement may have opened the dumpster lid with a bit too much force. Why was the dumpster diver so excited? Well he had just hit the motherload with his most recent find. The mostly intact remains of an electrical control panel. While there was some damage, overall it was a great find. Most likely this place had redone some electrical work, and ended up with a new relay, throwing out the old one. Which worked out in Kozue's favor. He practically lived by the motto of one man's trash being his own treasure.
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Now where had Kozue found this amazing find? Why the JERA Shinagawa Thermal Power Station of course? He had done this a few times prior, jumping the fence, sneaking on property and rifling through their trash, so by now he considered himself somewhat of a pro. And this find was probably the best one this pro had ever seen. Peeking over the edge of the now open dumpster, Kozue looked around cautiously, before quickly stuffing the panel into the duffel bag he had brought, along with the other bits of wiring and scrap he had snagged. While normally, this was considered stealing to Kozue, it was just recycling.
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Even if he didn't consider what he was doing wrong, he knew the law disagreed. Double checked again to make sure the coast was clear, Kozue picked up the helmet resting on his head and snapped it into place. With a voice modulator and a tinted visor his identity would be safe. No use in acting stupid and getting himself in serious trouble. As long as he could escape, he would be fine. Now he just had to complete his escape attempt with the goods. Double checking the aluminum bat strapped to his back making sure it was secure, before climbing over and out of the dumpster. With his modified biker's helmet, black sleeveless hoodie, dark jeans, and duffel bag filled to the brim hanging off his shoulder, he looked like a burglar more than a wannabe hero.
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Kozue moved quickly, in the general direction of the fence he had hopped to get in here. The dumpster he had been digging in was near the back, not far from the hangar doors. A fact that Kozue normally saw as a blessing. Less security roaming the back. As he made his jog around the building, his head was on a swivel. If there was a guard, he'd only have a few seconds to react and hide. Again, he was practically a professional doing this "crime." But in this swivel, Kozue saw something new. One of the hangar doors open. But not just open. Forced open. A break in? Along with an excuse to give himself a private tour of the plant? Double win. Adjusting the bag to be hanging across his back, Kozue quickly pivoted, making a beeline toward the open door.
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Passing through the door and into the plant, Kozue looked around, looking for any signs of trouble. As his eyes scanned the room, his attention was pulled to the man in the speedo. When combined with the Hawaiian shirt and the ski mask, he looked fully out of place. Shifting his full attention to the man, he noticed the wire connecting the man's neck to one of the plants machines. With his curiosity now heightened, he spoke. "Hey, uh do you work here or something?" Kozue's voice came out much deeper pitch, with a bit of synth to add a bit of robotic flair, thanks to his helmet's built in voice modulator. Robbery or not, Kozue's interest was piqued.

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[Antonio Martinez]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Technically I don't give a damn [attr="class","rhythm"] As Antonio sat against the machine, gritting his teeth through the electricity being forcibly input into his body.  His muscles tensed and felt so sluggish, a pain he had to endure in order to feel alive again.  As he got his charge, that pit in his chest started to feel a lot lighter. The sharp sensation in his chest slowly but surely subsided as the hum of the generators would grow a couple decibels to accommodate for this free-loader mooching off some energy.  The lights flickered a little before coming to a rest at a light level dimmer than its usual. He let himself relax as he was sure he had a good five to ten minutes to siphon off energy before someone got off their lazy ass in order to investigate.  Antonio didn't anticipate another urchin like himself to just waltz through the broken door, squeezing under the door wearing a helmet.  His brows furled quite a bit as the fellow was definitely not good news, as he didn't look like one of the usual jumpsuit wearing workers or suits who manage this power plant and its workers. The synthesized voice coming from the helmet already confirmed it since the guy was hiding his identity, so either someone here to either stop Antonio or stop the power plant.  Not good news either way.  "Oh yeah, I totally work here!" Antonio would answer whilst crooking his neck to the side, accidentally revealing the cord connecting the generator to the back of his neck, "Just testing the output of this machine to make sure it was working optimally!" Lying through his teeth, Antonio was doing his best to ensure that his intrusion and their conflict was as subdued as possible until the big robot man felt charged enough to handle this kid if needed.  He smiled a bit while rubbing the back of his head, before immediately turning it around on Kozue with a simple, "But I didn't get a word about a guy wearing a neat-o-robot-o helmet visiting the the overnight shift.  You on good authority to be here?" All Antonio had to do was buy time, as each second was worth its weight in gold to his life on this planet. (tagged)⏤ Kozue Yoshi,

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Underneath Kozue's helmet, he couldn't help but furrow his brow at the man's response. His tone made it hard to tell if he was telling the truth or not. The man was messing with some high powered generators. Not the type of thing you'd want plugged straight into you. Was it some sort of electrical quirk? Following the same logic, the man's claim did make more sense. He could buy an electrical quirk user being able to test electrical flow. But the more Kozue thought about this whole predicament, the questions he had. Sure, the cord made sense. But the black ski mask? That was probably the most suspect. Why would you need to hide your face if you were an employee?
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But unfortunately Kozue was given a situation where he'd have to find a reason. With attention drawn to his helmet, Kozue's mind began to race. Swallowing hard, Kozue spoke, lying through his teeth just like the man before him. "I'm security from a different plant. I've been transferred over to help cover some gaps in the schedule. The helmet is uh, for your safety. My quirk makes me like super ugly. Like ugly enough to blind you." Was his lie a bit weak? Probably. But he was on the spot here. And if a quirk helped explain this dude's alibi, Kozue could do the same for himself. Plus, lying about his quirk could give him a secret weapon if a fight did break out.
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Wanting to push his own story further, Kozue spoke again, somewhat tentatively. "Do you mind if I check your ID and I'll leave you to it." In his eyes, this would be a relatively easy way to solve this problem. If the guy had an employee badge or whatever, then boom. He could dip out with his prize in tow. If not, then Kozue was even more curious about the situation. If this dude was a robber, was he stealing power or something? Maybe storing it in his body? But he was seemingly hooked up to a lot of juice. Probably enough to fry you if you weren't careful. Maybe he was some sort of eco-terrorist wanting to cause a blackout. But then again, sticking a cord in your neck was a funny way to get that outcome.

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[Antonio Martinez]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]In my other Pants [attr="class","rhythm"] That was a hell of a bluff that Antonio just attempted, one that he didn't even think would work.  It was all just a ploy to buy some time to get some charge, at least thirty seconds bought him enough time for a single day when plugged directly into a power source like this.  And it was working as Kozue seemed to have been caught off guard when the question was flipped back on him, the helmeted man talking about how he was supposedly security from a different plant to cover gaps in the schedule. That was reasonable enough, but the mask ugliness just sounded super farfetched to him to be a coincidence.  Any mask would've done, but something so advanced felt a bit of an overstatement.  That was when he pushed the story further, asking for ID.  "HA, yeah, sorry about that maaaan," Antonio continued the deception, "They're in my other pants."  Taking big pause at such a pivotal moment, his eyes darted around trying to find some sort of continuation, "Coworker used his quirk to steal 'em off of me like a prank" An awkward silence would hold, as Antonio's brow visibly furrowed behind his mask.  Trying to fight a smile before sighing out loud, "Okay, so we ain't buying each other's stories?  We completely full of it?"  Trying to level with the kid, before continuing on, "Yeah, I broke in here, I need to charge up or I'll effectively be dead until someone else recharges me.  Aaaand I require too much energy due to my life til now.  So what's your story?" (tagged)⏤ Kozue Yoshi,

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