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t certainly felt like community service. The kind high schoolers needed to graduate or that was dished out as punishment for kids caught on the wrong side of the law without actually hurting anyone. Farrin grabbed the roller, dunked it into the can of paint remover, and washed over the many obscenities dotting the side of the shrine. It was one thing to be doing this menial work in Hero Prep, but UAU? He was supposed to be battling it out with the best, not playing community outreach. 

"Yuh care if I ask where yer from? What landed yuh' 'ere n' whatnot?" 

Farrin tried striking up some conversation. Definitely not the norm for him, but on top of Sada and Barty's insistence, Thea felt like a liar, and that captured his attention. Whatever the truth was, it was hidden below shades and colors he couldn't name, but 'Thea' just didn't feel like her name. His suspicions were a mystery even to himself, but he heard whispers when lying down at night that spoke another name. Or, maybe he was entirely wrong. Maybe she just had a brother that 'felt,' in that sixth sense way, like she did? 

"Been livin' 'ere fer' a few years now, meself, but it still doesn't feel quite like home." 

Some wayward dreams didn't dictate his life. He was asking because he was curious, and definitely not because he felt some tug towards these people. More unknown variables. The lot of them. Each and every classmate that came together for a little impromptu lunch / dinner, felt like the echoes of reflection of imaginary friends from his younger years. Why? All he wanted to know was why. 

For now, he would settle on that small talk, dipping the roller again and giving the shrine another swoosh of the brush. Another street name written in violet - gone. It was a shame. That one didn't look half bad. Maybe these kids would find better ways to put their talents to use, proper venues where they could reach their potential. And hopefully, they'd live long enough for it all to matter. Where the hell did that come from?  

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]The more things change, the more they stay the same. How many times had she been here doing this menial task? Watching the paint dry as she covered yet another swath of graffiti. She worked slowly, painfully slow. At some points she wondered if she was even moving, checking in to the present for only a moment to make sure she hadn't left Farrin working completely alone, or at least alone enough that he'd bother staff about her. Not that she really cared what staff thought. Especially if they're willing to sign tasks as boring as this. Who cared if a shrine got tagged, it's happened at least a dozen times before and it'll happen again. Maybe the shrine should have staff on hand. [break][break]

Her brief excursion in the present caught the tail end of Farrin's question. It took her a few seconds to parse and understand what it was he said, or at least it felt it did despite her answering almost instantly. [break][break]

“I'm from a small island in the Caribbean, The Dominican Republic.” She dunked her roller in the paint and brought it back up to the wall without any care for the excess spilling on the floor. “I only just got here. Arrived like a day or two before class.”[break][break]

If one thing had become a constant since arriving at UAU, it was being asked where she was from. The school was bursting at the seem with foreigners, yet only a few were anything other than European or American. It was a difficult adjustment for her to go from one monoculture to another, but she didn't let it bother her. Or, more specifically, she was too deep in the throws of her own self-induced psychosis to care. In the rare occasion that she wasn't, her eyes still gave off the same glassy hollow look that made people believe she was.[break][break]

Thea turned to look directly at the Chronomancer. His image in her eyes bent and contorted oddly as if trying to conform to a different shape. This was normal for her, but on rare occasion, occasions like just this instance, there was something off about the whole thing. Really, it had all started right when she arrived in Japan. Certain places or people wild overwhelm her with memory, old ones, ones that were somehow incomplete.[break][break]

“Sounds like your heart's somewhere else. Do you think about going back, or is there something missing here?” She tried to sound genuine, though her words carried as much mirth as what she felt for the task at hand; none. If she was lucky, Farrin might not even respond, and she could go back to being anywhen else until she was done.[break]

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h, can't say I'm entirely unfamiliar, though I've never been there meself." He hadn't been to many places. Dublin, Ireland. New York, US. Tokyo, Japan. That was about the entirety of the list. Travel doesn't rank high on one's to-do list when the sleep was quite possibly what he was doing for dinner. Farrin slept under a bridge for much of his life, not in an airplane sleep. Sometimes he hung with other unfortunates like himself; hence his slight familiarity with DR, but his knowledge of the place didn't end much further than knowing of its existence. It could get hot, had mountains and jungles, and was south of him back when he lived in NY. 

"Not really. Nothin' fer' me back there anyway. All I have is 'ere." 

All he needed was Sada. Everything else would sort itself out. Except it wouldn't. Not if his dreams, not if these voices in his ear rang with even the slightest modicum of truth. She'd stand by him against all he faced. Farrin knew that. But there was more to this grand equation. Something was happening inside him that he could not resolve alone. The same thing that pushed him to speak again. 

"What was it like? Wherever yuh' lived, yer home, that is. Grow up somewhere nice?" 

Small talk was time wasted, yet something obligated him to speak. A hook lined down his throat and pulled the words right out. He hadn't even thought, he simply knew he had to try to yank this girl's attention out of their monotonous task. That's why she was keeping to herself, right? Sheer boredom with their work? 

He dipped his roller again, then turned to face the nearby street as a cyclist sped by. Something stirred again. That damn itch at the back of his head. Farrin stared blankly out into the street, searching for the pair of eyes he felt were looking back but found nothing. He itched his head with his free hand, then went back to work, listening for Thea's answer. 

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]It was unfortunate; the guy kept talking. Thea paused for a moment, bringing herself out of the past and into the present. If she was going to be engaged in small talk she may as well do it right. Maybe if she did it right, she could get to one of those awkward pauses and let the conversation wither away. [break][break]

“It's a beautiful place. Warm year-round, not bad if you can stand the heat. My home was,” She paused again, deciding whether or not to lie. She decided to lie. “Alright. Nothing much to say about it. Just a normal girl. Well, normal as you can be and end up going to UAU.” It was the most words she'd said consecutively to anyone since arriving. The fact that she was even engaging in conversation so comfortably was a surprise even to her. [break][break]

“Have we seen him before?”

“No, we haven't”

“I'm checking right now, nothing.”

“No, look, there's... something.”

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Her mind fractured as she tried to piece together whatever it was about this boy that she recognized. The only things that came up were whisps of memories and illusions of time. “Maybe I'm finally losing it.” On some level, she hoped she was. [break][break]

“So everything you have is here, but it's still not home,” she turned to see what Farrin was eyeing out on the street. Nothing more than a cyclist enjoying the weather. “That's like, kinda sad.” She meant it. Even she had a home, though maybe not a tangible one. Whenever she wanted to, she could just fall into her mind palace, the total sum of her stolen memories. She was lucky like that, but where did Farrin go when things went south? “Hopefully, you find something to call home.” [break][break]

She turned back to painting the wall, her roller still dripping with paint. The sun reflected off her eyes as she did, making the orbs glow amber, even if only for a second.

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ll was quiet on the temporal front. No superimposed sights, no whispers in his ear. If her home wasn't a warm, albeit perhaps dull, place housing a dull life, he would remain ignorant of it. The only temporal nudge he received was one that pushed him to continue talking no matter how much he wished only to see the job done and the two return to campus. 

"Normal's no' so bad, I guess, though yer' answer begs the question, just how normal can someone who made it inta' UAU be?" 

Her next words landed just as his roller pushed into a tag that said "Masters." He paused. Was it Thea's words or the tag? Many would say his life was sad. He just didn't know which life. He's under the bridge one moment, crying because he's so hungry, then he's feeling guilty because Bryant from school was calling him and his mom traitors again for housing his father, but he never went to school with Bryant. Hell, he didn't know why the kid's name was planted so firmly in his head. What was he seeing. 

He pushed the roller over the Masters signature and moved on. "Eh, was always one ta' wander. Yuh' get used to it." Besides, he may not have had four walls and a roof to call his own, but he had a person, and she meant more than any home ever could. Maybe that made her his home?   

"Appreciate it, though. Who knows what's ta' come." 

"Help me! Somebody! Heeelp me pleass-" 

Farrin turned his head from the graffiti, looking toward the front entrance. He didn't see the source of distress, courtesy of the shrine's walls, but it was clear someone was in danger. 

"Yuh dun' have ta' come, but I'm gonna check that out." 

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It was true. There wasn't a person at this school she would consider normal. Strange fates always seemed to congregate here, like the hand of god playing with dolls. She wondered why it was that those with the with the ability to be accepted here were always followed by the shadow of their past. Always haunted by choices they didn't even make.[break][break]

“Not something anyone should get used to.”[break][break]

They resumed the taste of painting. In part, Thea was relieved by what seemed to be the tapering off of the conversation, but there was an itch in the back of her mind. Somehow, she didn't minds talking to Farrin. She almost liked it. She tried again to drift off into another time, but her mind wouldn't let her. Parallel trains of thought each sticking to the present, she hated it, she hated living in the now more than anything. Her skin itched and time distorted as her mind ramped up, processing more information with each passing second. It drove her crazy.[break][break]

A scream came from some unknown victim. The sound of it elongated like words on a balloon filled to burst. She turned to the sound and then to Farrin. “No, I'm coming.” Her reply was quick, almost too quick, her words too fast as she compensated for her own perception of time. She still wasn't used to existing in this way, fully in the here and now. [break][break]

She ran toward the source of the yell without so much as waiting for the time turners reply. The shrine's walls did little to stop her. She scrambled up them as if she'd grown up doing so; the shrine maidens kids sure did, not that they ever told their mother. The hill on the other side was a different story. Unmanaged roots and loose earth gave way under her feet. She struggled to make a way down and maintain a full sprint; her only saving grace was already knowing what parts of the hill were the least treacherous.[break][break]

When she made it to the bottom, Thea finally saw the source of the commotion. A small group of men surrounded what appeared to be a lone salaryman clutching his bag to his chest. There was a bruise across his face and speckles of blood on the floor, on the fist of one of the assailants, and on the salaryman's otherwise pristine white collar. If she had any sense, she'd yell at them, maybe get their attention and send them running now that they'd been seen. She didn't want them to run, she wanted to fight them. There was only one thing she ever wanted to do when she was forced to live in the present, forced to be alive, forced to live and breathe each passing moment like any of it mattered.[break][break]

She wanted to cut loose.

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he winds of fate had blown, tousling the time-turner's hair and testing his soul. Accomplishment and obligation bombarded his soul in equal measure. Pride and fear. Confidence and unease. He had made the first move, chose the correct piece, and landed it just right. If Thea's seclusion had weighted his mind a metric ton, he had shaved ten pounds off. Why did he care? Why did these people matter? Why was it such a problem now that she was hopping the wall and gaining so much distance? Too much distance! 

The threads of time wrapped round and round about the boy. Movement was a sluggish affair when Chronokinesis played enemy rather than ally. His quirk was a fickle mistress. Leave her untended and clutched his ankles and slowed him to a crawl. 

Farrin leaped up and anchored his hands to the top of the wall. It was strength, not agility, that pulled him up and over, but Thea was already ten paces ahead. She was an Olympic runner, nimble as a ballerina, and cracked out as hard as half the vagrants he shared his bridge back home with. 

"Shite, she's faster than she looks," he mumbled, landing hard against the ground, then giving chase. 

The shrine sat at the apex of a small park in the city. Not an uncommon sight in Tokyo. The edge of the city was still a small trek away, as were the authorities. Shadows and silence decorated their surroundings. It was the perfect spot to snatch up some white-collar taking the shortcut through the park home. 

"Oi! Yuh'll letem' go if yuh' know what's good fer' yuh!" Farrin shouted, finally catching up to Thea, who was closing on the crooks. Grass and soil parted below the boy's boots as he slid to a stop. "That'll be yer' only warnin'." 

There were three muggers to the two students. Depraved though the enemy was, Farrin spent four years training for this. At the very least, Thea was a stronger runner. Physicality of some sort was a tool in her arsenal. And, of course, she made it into UAU. Were they proper authorities in this instance? Could they even act as such? Didn't matter. They had to. 

Farrin's gut clenched. They were navigating uncharted waters. But these guys didn't look too tough. At least, not until the lead thug gave a loud whistle, and what was clearly a few friends of his showed pulled out from the shadows of the nearest tree line. Okay, maybe they might spell trouble. 

"Yuh good in a scrap?" He asked Thea in little more than a whisper, bringing his left fist up and away from his body and clutching his right fist close to the chest. Time to put his emerald art to the test, Dornálaíocht.  

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]Goosbumps raised along her skin as adrenalin pumped through her veins. Farrin was close behind her, but there was precious little time to wait, and he intended to use none of it. The thugs multiplied, but the odds didn't deter Thea as her hands balled into fists. She was close. Too close, too fast. Like a woman possessed, she was threatening to run headlong into the first of the thugs. The thug threw the first punch aiming to catch her in the face as she ran. [break][break]

“He really thought I was just gonna run at him?”

“What an idiot!”

“Put him in his place!”

“Oh, we will!”[break][break]

The fist moved in slow motion, her mind stretching the time she perceived till she absorbed every detail she could perceive. She could see the shifting weight of the thug, how he lined up his joints and aimed the initial blow, where it was intended to land. She wanted him to know the distance between them. She needed him to understand that it was his actions that lead to this, she was just the method through which it would happen. She stopped hard, transferring all the momentum into a Dempsey roll that went under the thug's fist. Two more blows came her way that bobbed and weaved around before she couldn't help but smile. [break][break]

“Is that it,” she cooed mockingly. Despite the expression on her face being ecstatic, her eyes remained hollow, glassy, and vacant. They peered not into the thug before her, but through him, into the countless versions of men like him, she'd seen before in countless lifetimes. They were all the same, save for small differences in ability and quirk. Whatever this man could throw, she'd seen it before; she'd seen it all before. [break][break]

Another man approached her flank while the rest of the thugs looked for opportune positioning to fight both her and Farrin. Catching the time-turner's stance in the corner of her eye, her smile grew deeper. [break][break]

“So yur one ah 'em lads that fites like yur da'.” Her accent switched to a mirror of his own. [break][break]

She threw a series of flicker jabs at the one on her flank, her arm flashing in the air as she peppered him in light punches. As she did, she shuffled her feet to keep the initial thug just out of reach. She was playing with her food, waiting for a moment to either strike or for them to escalate further. She wanted to use her quirk, but she was only going to do that if they did. [break][break]

“I cen hol' me own.” she smiled in response to his question.[break]

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t was almost like looking in a mirror. Thea's answer found immediate egress. It vacated her long before her words. She wasn't just fighting, she was boxing, and that wasn't any traditional style of boxing. It was Dornálaíocht.

"Lass, where on earth dija learn that?" 

The rest of the gang charged from the tree line. Four more goons in need of a walloping. It was Farrin's turn to act. Time unburdened its master. The gate had been unlatched, the weight shifted to offer room, unleashing an inevitable fate all would abide. White wisps burned alive around Farrin, soon accompanied by the electric crack of emerald energy. Where he was once slow, now he was speed itself. 

 A brushstroke of blurred color swished between the targets. Two landed on their asses before they understood what had happened. This wasn't Farrin's first brawl. Far from it. What would UAU think? He couldn't know. Nor did it matter. Uncertainty's shackles would not weigh him down. 

The right cross that put the second goon down saw Farrin's elbow draw back to crack a third target in the jaw. Pain spiked up the time-turner's arm. What was once flesh was now stone. A golem quirk of some sort. 

"This outta be fun," Farrin snarled. 

The fourth thug came in from the student's left, taking a swing with a metal pipe. It passed only vacuum. Farrin was long gone. He backpedaled a step, then drove forward. A swift left jab cracked hard against the goon's nose, throwing his weapon upward. Farrin snatched the pipe out of the air, then took a lightning swing at the golem. Mental bent before stone. The golem was quick to counter with a swing of his own.

The shot connected and so Farrin flew. The hero-student was carried into the wind only to land in a roll across the ground. "Fecker's faster than he looks," Farrin spat out with a fit of coughs. He picked himself back up, though, and charged right back into the fray.   

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]All warfare is based on deception. These words sung to the core of every action the mentat took. She hadn't so much learned to fight as she had taken the ability from others and incorporated her own spin. The stance she took was just one of many in her arsenal, the best suited for her opening feints. [break][break]

“I dun much know what yer talkin' aboot.” her stance shifted; Left arm towards her torso in an L shape while her right stayed close to her chest. Her defense tightened as a third thug approached arms flailing wildly as they took the form of blades.[break][break]

“Was tha' ya need a tird man jus' fur me?”, she skipped back, using her footwork to stay out of their range, goading one to charge in on her as she kept the three in her line of site. One thug crouched low before rocketing forwards, jets of flame shot out from his elbows launching him forwards with a literal rocket fist. The man was fast, much faster than the Mentat's body, but also much slower than her mind. The trajectory was clear in her mind, a gut punch she wouldn't be able to avoid, but if the thug was going to use his quirk, she had no reason to hold back.[break][break]

Her fists opened, fingers splayed in the fashion of a grappler while her stance remained that of a boxer. She twisted her torso and threw her right hand into an open palmed haymaker. It was enough to fill her goal, enough power to slightly deflect the blow, but most importantly, an instant of skin-to-skin contact. She swirled through the air from the excess force of the rocketed fist. The thug's rockets shuttered as he slid across the ground unconscious. Managing to land on all fours, she popped back up, clearly winded from the strike. [break][break]

“Thas one of ye.” She spat on the ground. “He won't be getting up for a while. How's about you both try working together this time?” She drifted back into her stance, lightly hoping as she shifted her weight and waited for them to strike.[break][break]

The two approached more carefully than their ally, unaware of what it was that knocked him out. “Oh come on Saki. Are you just gonna let me do that to your brother? Go on, use your quirk. Show me what those rocket legs can do. before scissor hands over here does. Oh, sorry, I know you don't like that name Aoi.” She jeered at them as the sound of metal rang in the air. “Oi, Farrin. Rock Lobster there has a bum left knee. Torn ACL or something. He's afraid to talk about it. Worried they'll pick on him when he can't stay made of granite.”[break][break]

The thugs charged under the mistaken belief that she was distracted, worried about what else this witch would say. She swayed back keeping the rocket-legged thug between her and the bladed arms. Stifling his approach with rapid jabs, goading him to take one in exchange for a clean hit. Begging him to make the same mistake his brother did. While another hit like that would likely down her, she had more than enough stamina to goad them into a mistake, and now they had nothing to surprise her with.[break][break]

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as... was Thea making fun of his accent? Such insults were taboo. Often met with swift and righteous justice. Yet, she didn't only talk like him. She fought like him. Like some crooked version of him at least. Not exactly the same, but the similarities were striking. Time ticked away. He couldn't admire her fighting form for long. There was a mountain in desperate need of the molehill makeover - and now he knew its weakness.

Blazing the way ahead, Farrin ducked left, then swung his upper body right. The thug took the bait, a left hook built by boulder arms swinging for minutes where the time-turner moved in seconds. The windy whiplash swept against his cheek, but the blow did not connect. Farrin's fist hammered against the stone of the golem's left armpit. His knuckles bled. Bone crunches, but the student marched onward. What true justice was won without a little blood?

"Was that supposed to hurt, pipsqueak?" The distance between predator and prey grew, and perhaps it was because Farrin leaped back three steps that the golem had their roles confused. "Come here!" The goon shouted, charging those three steps. Forward momentum. How perfectly perfect.

Farrin threw his weight onto his left foot, then lunged forward off his right. His hammer had become the battering ram he required against Leonid. His profile was low too. Narrow. He wasn't aiming for the golem's head.



Stone burst into debris. The shattering crack of the golem's knee thundered across the park. Farrin's fist landed like a cannonball through bone. The thug immediately collapsed, clutching his knee. Like a second skin, his stony exterior shed. He shouted pain. The appendage was intact, though would remain entirely ruined without medical attention. It wasn't quite over yet though. The first two thugs Farrin grounded were back on their feet. Fear lined their faces, their confidence beholden to the broken man before them. To their credit though, they didn't run. The one on the left grew wings and pincers, while the goon on extended his fingernails out into boney claws.

Farrin inhaled slowly, then exhaled with his fists returning to their rightful positions - ready for round three.

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]There was no way she saw what she just saw. Her mind replayed the moment again for good measure but it was plain to see, Farrin had taken the golem's leg clean off. Despite the similarities in their form, it was clear that the execution couldn't be any different. In no world was the mentat willing to trade blows to that degree, the small wounds piling on the time-turners body were far beyond anything she'd take if she could avoid it. It seemed they relished in the fight for completely different reasons.[break][break]

Rockets sputtered as the thug tried to sneak a kick in with enough force to send him into a free-spinning rotation. "Dodge this you bitch!" he roared in a tone eerily similar to the growing roar of combustion from beneath his heels. The mentat didn't need to dodge; as soon as the rockets sputtered, the thug's fate was sealed. She lunged forwards, intercepting the blow before it could build enough momentum to do any real damage. She wrapped her left arm around the leg, keeping it pressed to her side, and trusted her right-hand forwards to the thug's face. Reflexively his hands raised to block the blow, which they did successfully. She grabbed his wrist arm and slid her hand up towards his. Saki tried to grab her hand in an effort to break her arm against his leg. She let it happen. Saki was going to beat himself at this rate.[break][break]

Her palm touched his. It was checkmate, but unlike his brother, the wasn't going to dive into his memory and take it from him. Instead, she fed his mind information, at first just Details, times, dates, names. Saki's legs stopped, his face softened, regret mounting. The contact prolonged, and she delivered more information by the second. Memories, weeks, and months of false memory crafted in the calls of the thug's mind. He remembered the day they met, how he'd fallen head over heels for her, How they were out on a date before the rest of the gang, in their jealousy, attacked them on this street, and how a kind Irish man came to their aid. She erased the last few hours for good measure and infused the thug with a righteous anger that would keep him from questioning the truth until it was too late. “Don't let Aoi hurt me.” She pleaded before releasing her grasp.[break][break]

Saki stumbled in confusion before turning to the man that was once his ally. His eyes light up with anger, and rockets roared beneath his feet as he bellowed "AOI, YOU BASTARD. I'LL KILL YOU!" He rocketed over towards his ally who was still processing what happened. The shock was enough to dull his reaction as a rocket-powered leg cracked the side of his skull, sending him flying back. Before he could even land, Saki was above him, kicking him into the ground. [break][break]

Thea turned to Farrin who was in the midst of it with two other bandits. “Oi, do ya' be needing some 'elp over thur? I think I'm dun ovur 'ere.”[break][break]

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ourage won the day against the forces of fear and lessons learned. Or maybe it was self-preservation now? They could have run. They could have abandoned their allies and their pride in hopes of waking tomorrow as free men, but they didn't. Courage. Self-preservation. It didn't matter now. All that mattered was that the criminal duo was entirely too slow. 

Farrin thwacked his opponent's pincers away with a hard left-to-right snap of his fist. He didn't block so much as smash the enemy's offensive. Gave himself an opening too. The same first thrust ahead, slamming into the thug's right shoulder once, twice, three times. Then Farrin leaned right, then back to the left. This time he dragged his right arm with him in a wide, heavy hook. Pincer raised his arms, but the force of the blow forced him to backpedal. 

Bones-for-fingers slashed his way in from Farrin's left. The claws came with all the haste of a slug. He did, however, afford the goons some space. Turning to Thea, who just called out to him, apparently wrapping up her end of the scrap, Farrin eyed the thrashing behind her. One goon rocketing into another. 

"Eh, I've this handled. Maybe stop 'em from killin' each other!" 

Overconfidence had been a weakness fed by the rainwater of his training. The Tortoise had caught up to the hair. Three sharp and elongated digits dug into Farrin's left shoulder. Fire blossomed from his wound, or so it felt. The pain delivered all the faster. Somehow, it had bypassed his senses. They weren't perfect. The future did not always warn him of its dangers. And he had grown reliant on it. Now it had cost him. 

He was still the faster. Faster to move. Faster to react. His left hand grabbed onto the arm, stabbing his shoulder, holding the fecker in place. "Big mistake, arsehole," Farrin cursed through grit teeth. He turned, throwing his weight into another hard right cross. This one delivered to bone-for-fingers' face. Conscious abandoned him instantly, and the goon fell. That left only pincers. 

The final goon recovered from the earlier blow he suffered, but courage / self-preservation had vacated the building. He tried to fly, but Icarus had already flown too close to the sun because the sun was a goddamn time-turner. Farrin slammed the temporal gas and exploded ahead. He leaped, grabbing onto pincers and dragging him straight down into a crash. Throwing his injured arm around the goon, Farrin was locked in place. His right arm cracked hard against the back of the goon's head, again and again, until the man rolled over and threw his hands up in surrender.  

Farrin's arm was cocked back, ready to deliver another hard right, but he withheld. The scowl he wore would not recede. Fury burned its way out of Farrin's eyes and into the thug's brain. If the stupid sod made a move, he was going to regret it. 

"Call the police," Farrin shouted for the man they had just saved, who was hiding behind a nearby tree. They had done. They had saved someone, but now he had to check on his classmate. Standing his height, Farrin turned to Thea. "Yuh alright? Not hurt, are yuh?"  

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]The idea offended her. Why should she make them stop? This is what they deserved, after all. Justice came in many forms, and for Thea, this was the peak of it, making people suffer the same as they did to others. It was a code as old as time, an eye for an eye. What did it matter if the world went blind? A grimace crossed her face before she swiftly turned back to a neutral expression. [break][break]

"Fine." the words carried the defiance she felt.[break][break]

She walked up towards the thugs and thief fight, though calling it a fight was a misnomer as clearly, the rocket legs had done a number on Aoi, who laid on the floor conscious, even if only barely so. "Oi!" She shouted to get Saki's attention before grabbing him by the face and rewriting his memories once more. A sinister grin on her face as the seconds ticket and she released the man, who quickly collapsed on the floor whimpering. [break][break]

"Yes Ma'am! I'm sorry Ma'am! It won't ever happen again Ma'am!" His words came out as he struggled to breath. Tears streaming down his cheeks. [break][break]

"Okay, they're done fighting. They'll also self-report every crime they'd done until now. It's that right?" Her eyes spiked the thug once more, who reacted like a wounded animal, flinching as though expecting to be struck again.[break][break]

"So, what do ya say we get outa here? Cops will be here soon, and I don't want to deal with filing a report or any of that nonsense. Besides, It's not like they're gonna do anything with two men down; if they do, Saki will give their address to the police. Isn't that right?" The thug nodded eagerly. [break][break]

"Yeah, I'm fine," she lied. From experience, she knew that at least two ribs were broken and another cracked. The school nurse could heal those without much issue. She looked over at Farrin, the man had used his own body as a battering ram and traded blow for blow even when she felt there was no need to. She wondered what drove him to do it. Was it part of his quirk? Did he like the pain? Or was there something more? Her hand twitched; she could just take the answer from him. It would be easy, and they had the whole walk back for her to find an excuse to touch him, though, given what he'd just seen, it was certain to her that the Time-turner would be wary of just that. [break][break]

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 quizzical stare shot back and forth between the mentat and her now-minions. Would they put their life stories to ink as well? What form of mind control was this and what were her limitations? More importantly, what had it cost her?

"Remind me ta' ask yuh' how yuh' do that," he commented, eyeing rocket-legs and Aoi. 

"You go on ahead. I won't try ta' make yuh' stay, but I'd rather give the police me' statement. I'll catch up." 

He would have to leave her out of it. Lie by omission. He would describe how he was cleaning up at the shrine, heard the scream, then came running to fight the thugs off. Keep a little mum on the exact number he took down personally, and perhaps mention they appeared willing to cooperate after the event, though he would not specify why or how. He wouldn't absolutely break the law, maybe just skirt it a bit. If Thea wanted no part in this, and her presence wasn't exactly necessary, he wasn't about to twist her arm. She might have her reasons. 

"I'm glad yer okay," he said before she took off. 

Genuine care. Why? He didn't know her. Not really. She was a classmate, sure. A peer at UAU, and someone he bumped into quite a few odd times now, but nothing more, right? Now that - was a lie. He felt it tugging at the back of his brain. She was one of them. One of the people he was set on a crash course with. He just didn't understand why. 

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