[Yunagi Katahara]

There had been a lot of time for Yunagi to get situated at the UAU all things considering, though the violet haired student had only just began to move her things into her dorm when the notice had come in that she was going to be tested on her quirk's viability. It may have come as a nice gift to some, although to an anxiety driven mess of a student who had just received such destructive powers, it was anything but a pleasant day. She hadn't really ever used that quirk in a meaningful fashion since a few weeks ago, when she had suffered from a panic attack in school and managed to disintegrate fire extinguishers, a PA speaker, her uniform and an entire row of lockers, all within the span of maybe six seconds. So the concept of using such a quirk again in a combat sense? It was beyond terrifying for the girl. But following with her pursuits in becoming a hero, Yunagi put a brave face on.

"It's okay, you can do this. E-Even if you haven't been in a fight before." she thought to herself, chewing on her bottom lip while on her way to the sparring arena in general once she had gotten changed. The girl was in something more form fitting than her usual loose attire. It made her a bit uncomfortable given the reason why she might need something like this, though it was a sacrifice she would have to make! Once Yunagi had quickly been introduced into the arena, the first year quietly took for spot and shook in place, terrified at what her opponent might have been.

Kikurage Shimeiji

[Kikurage Shimeiji]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Two Time Brawler [attr="class","rhythm"] Why did she have to participate in another brawl?  She already fought the Dino-Might guy, but apparently due to her being new to the UAU curriculum the coordinators for the Sports Festival got her in a SECOND fight.  Her wounds were treated rather well, but it was still quite a nuisance to know that she had to double up on this. And as such she would find herself going back to the arena, being introduced once more as an incumbent competitor to face off against Yunagi Katahara.  Someone who seemed to be dealing with some rather bad anxiety as the redhead noticed the telltale signs of her chewing on that lip and that posture.  It was the kind of posture Kikurage had in the years before coming to UAU, before finding the determination to achieve her current goal... Stepping onto the large stone platform, Kikurage pushed the glasses on her face all the way up and rolled up the sleeves of her UAU jumpsuit.  Despite being quite annoyed, the young redhead was rather impressed with her own current performance within the Sports Festival.  A little proud as she felt a bit of confidence, as a good showing could open up more connections within UAU itself. "Hey, you better bring your best," Kiku would blurt out whilst approaching Yunagi, offering a firm handshake if she accepted the hand, "Cause I am not apologizing if you get hurt."  Once the handshake would finish, Kikurage would walk back to her starting position.  Waiting rather patiently for the starting signal of their match... (tagged)⏤ Yunagi Katahara,

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[Yunagi Katahara]

The stone pillar opposite of Yunagi rose up from the ground, allowing the person on top of the moving platform into the arena. Yunagi's eyes carried themselves along with shape of the fellow UAU student looking down at her from afar. Clad in the university's jumpsuit, she looked like somebody who was one of the top performers at the Sports Festival. Intimidated, the poor first year that was this bundle of nerves known as Yunagi took a step back with a terrified expression. Maybe it wouldn't be too late to request to forfeit and maybe go pray there was some other way of testing her current capabilities? She eyed the area around them for a referee but there was currently none to be seen. Above her, some of the students and crowd members were audible with their distaste for her.

"I'll bet you 5000 yen the first year doesn't last a full minute against Shimeji." One male's voice came, fleshing some bills.
His blonde friend looked at him incredulously. "Are you serious? Who's going to take that bet? I'd have better luck betting on if that fat kid can go a minute without stuffing his face."
"Hang on. I think I know her...Isn't that the maid girl from the cafe who broke every dish in one of the stands?"
"Poor thing looks like she's about ready to faint. Are we sure that she's supposed to be in this festival?"

Yunagi's eyes watched as the other woman began to slowly walk towards her with the gait of a resolved fighter, somebody who Yunagi had wished she could be. Every step closer towards her direction was another step to being punched in the face. Dread filled the other student's very body until it felt as if it was ready to burst out of her head. "W-Wait, I can...I have money..." When Kikurage swung her arm forward for a handshake, Yunagi brought up her arms and flinched in self defense, expecting a punch that was never to come. After a second or so passed, her hand quickly went to the red haired woman's and met it half way for a handshake. "Eheheh...Sorry." With that, she walked back to the starting position and awaited the bell for the fight to begin.

Yunagi swallowed a mouthful of air while her heart continued to beat inside of her chest. The countdown began while the two looked at one another. Her fidgets and stammering messes gave away the first year's inability to prepare for something as serious as this match. With the bell rung and the match started, Yunagi was the first to approach the other woman. She sprinted in her direction with both fists raised. "You can do this, you can do this." Yunagi whispered to herself, throwing out a quick jab at Shimeji's head. Her inexperience with any type of physical altercation did make it quite easy to see coming a mile away though...

Kikurage Shimeiji

[Kikurage Shimeiji]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Playing the Villain [attr="class","rhythm"] Kiku had long learned to tune out the babbling of the many, many, many members of the audience of the Sports Festival.  She hated being out here as is, especially with what kind of stupidity they spewed out.  At least she could focus on the fight ahead of her, even if it was a fellow first year newbie who was also uncomfortable being here.  Kikurage's confidence over this timid girl soon turned to annoyance when the offered hand caused the girl to shrivel up.  Kiku's red eyes narrowed as her hand was weakly shook, almost looking disgusted with this person.  Not even dignifying that with a verbal response, the redhead would return to her starting position as she was very ready to get this over with.  When the bell rung and fireworks shot out to signal the beginning of the fight, the timid girl began sprinting towards Kikurage in an easily telegraphed strike. "Are you even trying?" Kikurage sounded so dejected as she would step in and around the jab as she threw her own palm forward.  Emitting black spores from her left forearm and attempting to coat the upper body of Yunagi in mushroom.  Mushrooms that would weigh her down and hopefully pin her to the ground. Whether or not this was a successful plan of attack, Kikurage would remark, "If you aren't taking this seriously, you better quit UAU."  Her tone dismissive of the young girl, as this so far wasn't even helping improve her standings among the hero offices potentially scouting her or looking to maybe even mentor her.  Kiku needed to rise in standing very quickly, and spineless wimps like whoever this girl was wouldn't do.  Not at all. (tagged)⏤ Yunagi Katahara,

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[Yunagi Katahara]

The punch sailed through the air past the red haired woman, leading Yunagi to nearly fall onto her face again, with Kiku sidestepping the blow. She looked up just in time to see an outstretched palm in her direction. In an instant, mushrooms shot out and hooked onto Yunagi's shoulder and arms, as if she were some rotting oak off in the mountains somewhere. The weight of them caused her balance to be upset and topple down onto the ground. She landed with a thud, facing the sky upwards as the girl continued to taunt her so. She struggled to free herself from the mushrooms weight, grunting in discomfort as the students' words circled into her mind like some drain.

"Damn, there goes my rent money this month."
"Told you she wouldn't last a minute? Why would the UAU let some weakling like that in?"
"Not much of a maid or a hero, huh?"

They tormented or, Yunagi squirming to get up again but her arms could only weakly get about halfway up before being pinned down again. She didn't want to use her quirk here and display her inability to control it fully, not since the last time. But she couldn't be humiliated like this any longer. She grit her teeth while trying to force the power out of herself, unsure how to really do so beyond emotions. The first year held her breath and focused on the hushed hwispers of the crowd.

"I bet she couldn't even make it in 1-C. Not even sidekick material for those mall greeter heroes."
"She's totally weak! This match will be a curb stomp symphony!"
"Why did they even pair them against each other anyway? Doesn't the UAU have a policy against this kind of stuff?"

"SHUT UUUUUUUP!" Yunagi yelled, a sudden blast of air circling around her. A rather mundane but dry scent of tepid, stale air had began to grow around her while the mushrooms had been affected. Their forms had began to disintegrate, as their bodies were churned into a visible white dust that clung to the air around Yunagi. Once free enough to set up, the first year slowly pushed herself up to her two feet again, gritting her teeth. The people on the row closest to the fight would slowly begin to have their loose items and clothing experience the same disintegration as she continued to march towards Shimeiji.

Her azure eyes locked onto the other girl's form as she focused on it with intent. "You want me to try?! This is me trying!" She said, locked into her furious state. The girl ran at Kiku again, but her aim hadn't been to strike again. Once a close enough distance with her, Yunagi's quirk had began to affect her as well. The bits of clothing she wore not reinforced to withstand punishment had began to disintegrate. The girl aimed to grapple Shimeiji this time, her arms open to grab hold of her.

Kikurage Shimeiji

[Kikurage Shimeiji]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Bark and Bite [attr="class","rhythm"] Kikurage didn't bother holding her tongue back as she lashed out at Yunagi, especially after knocking her down with the spore blast and causing mushrooms to grow over Yunagi's upper body.  She internally was kind of happy for an easy fight compared to the other segments of the Sports Festival she participated in, but at the same time it didn't feel good.  It didn't feel good whatsoever to have an 'easy win' in front of all these people. Especially since the stage they were at was closer to a row of audience members who were so much louder and rowdier.  More and more they shouted and belittled her opponent, which only pissed Kikurage off even more because these idiots offered nothing to society with their whinging.  Before she could think any further, it seemed her competitor seemed to have finally flipped her switch and asked everyone to shut up.  The mushrooms on her body would soon start to decay and disintegrate, which was rather odd to say the very least. Only when she got up and faced off against Kikurage did something even odder happened.  With Yunagi looking at Kiku, the woman's blue jumpsuit started to disintegrate.  Of course it wasn't reinforced, so patches of her body were starting to show through the weakest bits of the fabric in the joints.  "Woah what the actual-" Kikurage freaked out, starting to back pedal as Yunagi started charging at her. "Stop that!" Kikurage shrieked as she slammed her fist into the ground, emitting a plume of black spores to burst forth from her arm.  Expelling around and creating a low fog around her, as she more-so focused on the generation of a brand new mushroom.  From where her palm was located, a gigantic Amanita Mushroom would grow in a rapid manner towards Yunagi.  The mushroom continued growing in an attempt to knock her back and push her away, as this clothing disintegration was something she wanted to fix right away. So she continued to grow more spores across her body, creating layers of different colored fungi to create a shell over the disintegrate patches of fabric that were disintegrated.  Patches of oddly colored cyan and reds and yellows and beiges intertwined with her clothing, making sure she still looked decent. "AUDIENCE, YOU SHUT YOUR UGLY GOBS!  I HOPE YOU ALL WIN THE LOTTERY AND GET HIT BY A BUS!  I CAN'T CONCENTRATE WITH YOUR INCESSANT YAPPING!"  The shock and frustration caused Kikurage to shout in retaliation towards these jeerings.  Such mindless troglodytes only followed along with the competition for the entertainment factor, and detracted from what was happening.  Such blathering should be tossed aside and the people who were actually here in attempts to scout new hero talent should be the ones in the front row, not these pigs. (tagged)⏤ Yunagi Katahara

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[Yunagi Katahara]

"Uuf!" Yunagi exhaled while continuing to focus on Kikurage's form as her quirk began to dissolve the fabric across her uniform. Bits and pieces of dust ridden mushrooms swirled around the area while the first year continued her assault. The spores blown into her face causing the low visibly fog had indeed, stopped Yunagi's advance as she reeled back from the scent of fungi. Who actually liked this kind of stuff anyway? She covered her nose and mouth while alone in the mushroomy fog. Her eyes scanned the horizon in some attempt to try and figure out where her opponent could be. "Blegh, this smells awful..." She mumbled to herself and moved further onto the fog only to come face to face with a growing mushroom in front of her.

The girl was pushed back from the force of the makeshift mushroom barrier while the other woman had began to recover her armor from her assault. Yunagi landed back onto the ground and pushed herself up after a moment of resting herself back up. She looked up just in time to see Shimeiji using the mushrooms to stitch together the beginning of the holes she had created on the clothing that she wore. "Your quirk's creating mushrooms?" Yunagi asked her, her mind floating onto what it might have been like with such a quirk. "That's powerful..." Were they edible? How did they even work? All those questions had more were thrown to the wayside as Yunagi tried to center herself some. If this was going to be a deterrent to breaking through, she'd have to put everything she had into her quirk. While the red haired woman barked a command at Shimeji, Yunagi forced herself to fuel this quirk of hers with her emotions. Focusing on all the hurt and pain it's caused her. Her teeth grit against one another, as she forced her power its its current extent.

"If you want me to go full power, I'll give you everything I have. And I won't stop until I'm down." Yunagi clawed her way across the field, balling her fists until the knuckles turned white. "I expect the same thing from you." With an audible growl, forcing out every droplet of effort she could summon. The disintegration effect continued on the battlefield, as Yunagi approached Shimeiji again, aiming to continue eating away at her armor and clothing so the burns could began. The mushroom shield had slowly began to disintegrate while Yunagi moved past it, focused entirely on Shimeiji while holding a hand out in her direction. The disintegration started once again on her opponent's mushroom patchwork armor and clothing.

Kikurage Shimeiji

[Kikurage Shimeiji]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Mycobiotic Decay [attr="class","rhythm"] Kiku would find her own cheeks flustered and red with both frustration towards the crowd and embarrassment for getting worked up enough to tell off the crowd.  The sensations of disintegration would cease for the moment, which would lead to Kiku feeling like the more she put in between herself and this nitwit the better. She wanted to have a good Sports Festival showing, and not in the moronically devastating illicit ways either.  At times like these the redheaded student would be rather happy for having an emission based quirk, it seemed like this nut-job seemed to have a destructive quirk. "I don't need your pity!" Kiku blathered out in frustration upon hearing Yunagi compliment the Mycomancer's quirk.  Such compliments felt hollow, especially against something that was freely eradicating matter at a distance.  Mushrooms, compared to that, are just a nuisance. Kiku's brow furrowed upon watching the giant mushroom obstacle was seemingly torn through by this brat's quirk, all the while she was shouting some generic hero stuff about giving her all and expecting the same from Kikurage.  The redhead respected that sentiment on some level because of her father's motto, but at the same time it felt hollow.  Just something felt off about this, only deciding to give 'everything she had' in what was still an opening gambit. Well, that brought an interesting idea as maybe, just maybe, it took a lot of effort for Yunagi to even disintegrate stuff?  Maybe Kikurage could overload this girl's quirk into draining her stamina.  Then after forcing her quirk into overdrive will sap away her strength, leaving for a decently clean victory? Worth betting on as Kikurage shouted back to goad the girl into not backing down, "Then you better give me everything you got!" Kiku then held both her palms up, arms aiming at Yunagi as thick, black waves of spore clouds burst out of the redhead's arms.  Creating a dense, smoky fog of spores that would disintegrate upon reaching Yunagi's field, but still would act as a buffer against any more potential damage to Kiku's UAU Sports Uniform.  Walking backwards as the clouds of black spores that touch the ground would grow a variety of mushrooms that held no real effect, as the Mycomancer was moreso focused on forcing Yunagi to keep disintegrating more and more.  And attempting to outpace her at the same time, as Yunagi wasn't going to win through brute strength of her quirk alone. (tagged)⏤ Yunagi Katahara,

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