[Mitoki Ōno]

UAU really needs to get different smoke detectors. Mitoki would think to herself, sitting in one the empty lab classrooms, tinkering with a smoke detector she had ripped of the wall. Mitoki wanted to analyse the flames on her hand, seeing whether her recent diet changes had some effects on her flames. She had decided to increase her protein intake along with her regular exercise and check if it had changed her flames strength and intensity. This included adding a extra slice of pork to her ramen bowls. Adding some protein to her vitamin shake. Basically just adding stuff to her normal routine. Naturally, a lab would have the equipment to handle such tests, at least that what Mitoki thought. Mitoki underestimated a smoke detector that was from 15 years ago.

As soon as she took off her gloves, the thing went haywire, probably loud enough for anyone in the hallway of the lab to hear it. Instinctively, she ripped the thing of the wall with her non-gloved hand. Naturally, it fucked up some wiring and killed the thing. Now Mitoki was busy, hunched over a lab table trying to fix the circuit board of the thing. She had put on her gloves again so she didn't super heat the screwdriver she was fiddling with.

"You'd think this fancy place didn't have a fire detector that was expired." Mitoki would curse under her breath, unscrewing the back plate of the useless piece of plastic. "This thing looked like it was wired together by a gnome on weed." Mitoki would say, looking at the mess of the wires. She was choosing to ignore the scorch marks. Not her fault the chip set doesn't withstand a little fire. "I probably can just hide it and buy a new one? No one will notice?

[lonewolf]

"If you think no one will notice, then the support students have cabbages for heads and the inspectors have turnips coming out of their asses." In the doorway would be every student's torment: Lone Wolf. Anyone that hadn't taken his courses wanted to because of the amount of work they had to do, and anyone that did take his courses regretted every minute of it. He looked at the detector in hand, ceasing his lean against the door way as he entered the room. "As for me, I may have been born at night, but sadly for you it wasn't last night." He held out his hand, indicating for her to hand over the detector, or the screwdriver, or both.

"Tampering with safety equipment is also grossly frowned upon, especially within a classroom. If you're looking to build something, there are actual labs for you to work in. If you're looking to test quirk related things, we have multiple simulation fields, not to mention practice grounds for students. And no, your excuse is not good enough. Now we have to call an inspector out here just to fix what you broke." He smiled, one that was filled with sarcasm. "And you can be the one to apologize to him for ruining his Saturday."

Mitoki Ōno

[Mitoki Ōno]

Ah, so the teachers do pay attention at least. That's a good thing. Mitoki gave a small bow to who she believed was Lone Wolf. Some hero
that taught at UAU. She had read up on him a little because she looked into being a TA at the school before deciding to part time at the school and work at a ramen shop. The ramen shop was not part of the original plan but she liked the owner so she didn't mind. Yeah, her degree was not in ramen but that was neither here or there. "My apologies, sensei. It appears that the smoke detector is out of date. As you can see here, it expired 8 years ago." Mitoki would point at the expiration date of the smoke detector.

"Clearly the staff at UAU has been neglecting regular maintenance. I imagine the inspector would be very grumpy about that as well." Handing the smoke detector to the professor, she gave a small bow. "Personally it is very worrisome that I cannot preform simple temperature readings. As you can tell by where my thermostat is, I was no where near the smoke detector and it went off by simply my quirk existing. Very shameful." Mitoki wasn't trying to be too much of a shit. She wasn't lying. She was nowhere near the smoke detector and her quirk had barely got going when the thing was beeping at her. She hadn't had this problem at her old university. Putting her hand in the smoke hood was usually always enough.

"I do apologise though. I'm just trying to understand what effects the temperature and intensity of my hands. I have to wear these special gloves that keeps them dormant." She was being honest at least. Her hands being constantly on fire was a huge annoyance and made sleeping always a harrowing experience.

lonewolf,

[lonewolf]

Mark couldn't help but roll his eyes. "I'd ask you to spell 'assume', but it doesn't have the same impact here as it would in the States." He took the smoke detector, looking it over as he walked over to a table. "Shameful or not, if you're going to tamper with safety equipment you could tell someone like Recall what you're planning on doing. Or barring that, taking precautions to not get caught." As always, he wasn't fond of being in a leadership position. Having to set a good example and all that. What mattered was getting a job done, and doing it right.

That said, there was a reason why there were specific training grounds for quirk use. There didn't seem to be a whole lot set up in here for a controlled experiment, especially with this girl being by herself. All the more reason to scold her for tampering with safety equipment, and even more if she had one of those quirks that was a superpower but also a curse and if it wasn't properly looked after it could be a problem. "Have you considered getting two big bottles of lighter fluid and strapping them to your arms? Make like little fire shooters? Or do you care if the bad guys have some hair and skin left when you're done?"

Mitoki Ōno

[Haruto Mutou]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Scoping the Grounds [attr="class","rhythm"] First day on campus was fully dedicated to committing to memory the area around him.  Mutou had done pretty well in the Heroic Exams that put him head and shoulders above the wimps in the General Studies course, especially in the physical portion when others weren't able to realize why their body wasn't reacting the way it wasn't supposed to.  The mind games he instilled on them threw them off their game, and they couldn't match up to his skills.  A wide grin grew as Mutou puffed up his chest, almost looking down on all the students he passed by in the hallways. Until he tripped and fell on his ass upon hearing such a flashbang of a sound, his heart nearly jumping up to his throat at the sound of a fire alarm sounding off.  He calmed his nerves as a teacher would burst into a nearby classroom, which could be easily assumed to be the source of such disturbance.  Hearing a bit of the dressing down, Mutou concluded, "Ah, a rule breaker.  No wonder I was startled, such uncouth actions from trouble makers." No way was he going to admit that he got caught off guard and scared by a Fire Alarm of all things.  It was the student's fault, not his, for creating such a distracting nuisance.  Well, he might as well give a piece of his own mind then. Turning to the classroom, he pressed the bottom of his boot to the door and kicked it open.  Finding himself approaching a conversation between a teacher and student who had fire hands from what she admitted to the teacher.  Eye narrowed upon the conversation he heard, as such he admonished her, "Placing blame on equipment or staff for your own misdeeds is shameful." Strutting in with hand resting on the butt of his sheated blade, the young man walked with such authority as he approached the table they were working on.  "Mutou," He'd introduce himself to the outsiders before him.  Leaning against the table they were at, he'd make a rather unique suggestion, "Emotions must affect your quirk.  Quirks are a gateway to who we are at our core, and burning emotions must mean your hands get hotter." Literally making such a bold proclamation without even knowing who this girl was, but speaking with such authority as equivalent of another teacher.  Mutou was sure to find agreement in such a finding, yes yes. (tagged)⏤ lonewolf,Mitoki Ōno,

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[Masao Ando]

Her armor quirk clanked with each and every step as she walked down the hallway carrying a huge crate of weapons she had made herself. An assortment of swords, daggers, axes and spears, all blunt of course, since she had made them for the Body Improvement Club to use during club training sessions. When she suddenly heard a fire alarm go off, she almost jumped out of her armor, stumbling along as she just barely managed to catch a dagger before it tipped over the edge of the crate. Without hesitating, or even thinking about it, she put her crate down, undid her quirk armor and grabbed the nearest fire extinguisher before rushing towards the sound of the alarm.

Did a fire break out in one of the classrooms? If no one else was here to manage it, things could turn disastrous in minutes!

She slid to a halt in front of the classroom as she ran in wielding the fire extinguisher in both hands. ''Fire! Where is this fire?!'' She panted, looking around realizing that there was no raging flames consuming the school at all. Just a couple of students and Lone Wolf-sensei. Upon making this realization she straightened her back and cleared her throat. ''...Perhaps my ears deceived me. I heard a loud ringing just now, not unlike that of a fire alarm. However, it is plain to see that there is no trouble here.'' She blinked her eyes and looked at the three of them. ''My apologies, am I interrupting something important?'' She awaited Lone Wolf's answer specifically, as she would feel bad if she had interrupted some kind of extracurricular lecture.

Haruto Mutou, lonewolf, Mitoki Ōno

[Mitoki Ōno]

"If using what the equivalent of a cig lighter sets off the fire alarm in lab classroom, I might not be able to be on campus premises without my gloves on." Her remarks were more of a pondering thought than a remark on what Lone Wolf said. Personally, if she got kicked out for something as silly as her quirk starting up, UAU might want to reevaluate it's standards. She'd just go to grad school somewhere else. To demonstrate why she was annoyed with the fire alarm, she walked over to the fume hood in the room. Holding one hand under the fume hood, she pulled her one of her gloves off. Her right hand started feeling tingly until a light flame started engulfing her finger tips. The fume hood was doing it job of containing the burning smell and is if on que, the alarm that Lone Wolf was holding started beeping again. Closing her hand, she let the fire die before draping the glove over her hand, Slowly opening her hand, the glove wrapped itself around her fingers and her palm.

Removing her hands from the fume hood, she pointed at the fire alarm. "During the next chemistry class, that thing was going to yell anyways." Mitoki sighed a bit, not really considering Lone Wolf's suggestion. Her quirk would just lead to her exploding her own arms. There's a reason she doesn't go near gas stoves. "I rather not violate the Geneva Convention, besides, my interest are scientific. My quirk is effected by my internal processes. I'm just-" Mitoki stopped talking, noticing the newcomer.

Rule breaker? Well, nice to meet you too. Before she could even think of a response of what she would say, another person arrived. Oh, we have a party. Just love that. She decided to address Haruto in a rather plain manner."There's several scientific papers from my dear parents about my quirk, emotions have nothing to do with it. If they did, they wouldn't be the ones in prison." Mitoki spoke enough about her parents and most of her university friends from Tokyo knew her story. It was even a minor news story in Hokkaido at the time.

"If this is going to be an issue, I'll just go to where I already went to school. Their labs had no problem with my quirk."

Masao Ando,Haruto Mutou,lonewolf

[lonewolf]

Mark was by no means amused. When Mitoki stuck her hand in the fume hood and the machine in hand started to go off he just set it on the counter, walking over to the hood, and looking at a switch. "I believe this thing is supposed to be on when you're using it," he says, flicking a switch to turn the machine on. As Mutou started talking Mark turned, holding up a hand. "'Scuse me a moment. When I want to get the thoughts from members of the peanut gallery and the No Depth Perception club, you'll be the first on my list I'll consult." With that out of the way he'd address Mitoki again. "Again, if you're going to test anything related to your quirk, especially if fire is involved, you should go outside. If you need lab equipment, then perhaps you should visit the labs. Ones with proper sensing equipment and people to come in an emergency."

The moment Masao burst through the door he had an out to abuse. "Like that," he says, setting a hand on Mitoki's shoulder and indicating the door. "Miss Anzo, would you kindly show the young lady here where the lab is? Specifically the one where some of the quirk research and testing is done? Oh, and tell the support head this one also damaged some of the safety equipment in this room." He looked at Mutou, adding on, "Take Cyclops with you. He's lost."

Mitoki Ōno,lonewolf,Haruto Mutou,Masao Ando,

[Haruto Mutou]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]The heck you say F me for? [attr="class","rhythm"] Mutou came in quite strong, but he believed he was giving assistance with his proposition.  However upon speaking, he was first met with with pushback from the fellow student who seemed to have talked about several scientific papers from her parents.  Which at first seemed credible, until the bit about them being in prison.  "Wouldn't them being in prison mean they did the wrong thing?  Maybe they're wrong?"  Having no tact in addressing such a controversy, his tone seemed to go from a bit high and mighty to something sounding a bit more regular.  Normalcy as he was easing into the conversation after ramming into it like a bull in a China shop. Then in comes Mark to call Mutou a Peanut and insult him about having an eye-patch.  "I beg your pardon?" Mutou's eyes widened at such a flagrant disrespect, voice getting a little terse.  He honestly couldn't believe someone who dressed and talked like that had the nerve to try and give him some clap-back.  Distracted from the conversation at hand, he didn't even notice Masao run into the room. His eye was still wide, staring at the teacher.  Waiting for some sort of response.  Listening to him speak until he addressed Miss 'Anzo', to which Mutou would become cognizant to her presence.  Giving her nothing more than a head nod of a greeting, he was about to leave this situation since it didn't seem like he was wanted... Until the teacher called him cyclops.  "It seems I heard you correct the first time then," Mutou would respond in kind to such disrespect, "If anything's lost it's the manners you lost in the gutter after getting piss drunk at the bar."  Mutou wasn't above swinging below the belt, "I don't want to be here with Alcoholic-sensei." With a head tilt as he spoke all this, he would swivel his footing to turn and face Mitoki.  Agitation still infected his tone, but not directed at the lady as he'd answer, "No, you're not an issue.  We're all here to get stronger?  Helping you get strong in turn leads towards me bettering myself." Then turning to face Masao, he'd give her a nod and introduce himself with a quick, "Mutou."   (tagged)⏤  lonewolf,Mitoki Ōno,Masao Ando,Haruto Mutou,

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[Masao Ando]

Oh dear... Were these students getting detention or something? It seemed like Lone Wolf-sensei was really giving them an earful. She had better keep out of it. After all, she didn't know exactly what had transpired, and she did come barging in all of a sudden. She was just about to turn around and leave when Lone Wolf replied. ''That's Miss 'Ando', sensei.'' She corrected him firmly, before looking at the two students. ''I see. Are you lost?'' She bowed her head at both Mutou and Mitoki, even though only the former had introduced himself so far. ''Masao Ando. I am a third year support student. I was just on my way back to my workshop before I heard the fire alarm.''

She knew that she could come across as a bit stoic and tense by now, so she tried to ease up with a subtle smirk so she wouldn't seem as scary. ''If you need to go to the support building I can accompany you there. I would offer to give you a more extensive tour of the school, but it would have to be at a later date when my schedule clears up sufficiently.'' She waited for a moment for their response. After all she wasn't really in a rush.

Haruto Mutou, lonewolf, Mitoki Ōno

[Mitoki Ōno]

"The purpose of a lab is for controlled experiments that are not effected by the environment, however, if this is a issue at UAU, I'll find alternative ways to do my tests." Mitoki sighed and gave a slight bow before listening to whatever Haruto was chatting about. She didn't have much energy to go into the details on why her parents were in prison. It was a life story that he didn't deserve to hear. Hell, no one at UAU deserved to hear the story. "Unethical Experiments can yield positive results. Our country's history is a perfect example of that." Mitoki was about to continue when Haruto started going off on Lone Wolf.

It was a amazing rant, personally. It actually made Mitoki change her mind on Haruto. At least a little. After the little rant, Mitoki chose a different path than she was expecting. "Well, I do appreciate the offer Ando-san. I actually got the data I needed. If you could just point me to them and I'll go there next time." Mitoki did a small bow before adding "I am feeling a bit peckish so I might go grab some ramen. If any of you are hungry, you are welcome to come." Mitoki would offer, clearing up some of her things that she brought. Today might have been frustrating but at least Haruto's outburst was really funny.


Masao Ando,Haruto Mutou,lonewolf,

[lonewolf]

Mark looked at Mutou, raising an eyebrow. "You needed two to register I was talking about you? I seriously can't tell if you're deaf and dumb on top of being partially blind. I'll have to mull that over while I have a few drinks with your mother tonight." It was an old jab, but the kid was haughty enough that he might think about it in another way instead of the intended way. Either way, it suited Mark just fine.

"Ando. Sorry, you reminded me of another student I washed out of my class two days ago. Regardless, get these two out of here." He made a shooing motion with a hand, indicating he was finished with the three of them. "And I swear to God, if I have to say, 'do your testing outside' away from all breakable things again, you will have a very bad time in No Man's Land. Shoo."

Mitoki Ōno,lonewolf,Haruto Mutou,Masao Ando,

[Haruto Mutou]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Conflict is Unavoidable [attr="class","rhythm"] If looks could kill, Mutou would've been strangling Lone Wolf over a fire with how infuriated this teacher was making him.  Definitely souring his mood even more with how much this guy was getting under his skin, and it would super evident by the other students in the room.  Mutou would barely register Masao's status as a support student, and inquired if they wanted to head over to the support labs.  Even the offer of getting some food was only lightly acknowledged as Mutou would glance over at a nearby chair. "YES.  Food sounds GREAT!" Mutou spoke through gritted teeth, "that will DEFINITELY keep me from STRANGLING a TEACHER right about now."  Reaching for the chair, he would grab hold and chuck it whilst shouting, "SO I'LL SETTLE FOR CHUCKING A CHAIR!" Mark kept using fighting words, and in Mutou's family you don't back down from fights.  However at the same time Mutou knew that this was one of the teachers here, so he would just shove his hands in his pockets afterward whilst biting his lip.  At least the eye patched collegiate student would start marching in the direction of the cafeteria, trying to continue the previous conversation by stating.  "RAMEN.  SOUNDS GOOD." (tagged)⏤ lonewolf,Mitoki Ōno,Masao Ando

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[Masao Ando]

She had only walked in on this whole thing while they were in the middle of an argument, and between Mitoki talking back to Lone Wolf, and the teacher generally displaying an astounding lack of manners, she was totally okay with not inserting herself any further into the situation. ''Is that so?'' She wanted to talk back, but she also wanted to get out of here in a hurry. ''Well, in any case, we will be on our way, sensei.'' She bowed her head respectfully before turning to Mitoki and Mutou. ''I have some supplies I need to bring to my workshop first, but I will be joining you in a couple of minutes.''

It was just a quick detour and soon Masao found herself joining back up with the two new students again. She wasn't really hungry at all. In truth, she had already eaten, but she also felt bad leaving them alone when it seemed like they had gotten into a pretty bad argument with one of the teachers. The responsible thing to do was their senior would be to keep an eye on them. ''So, ramen was it? Mutou-san, and...'' She looked at Mitoki. ''Forgive me, I do not believe I caught what your name was.'' She paused so that Mitoki could introduce herself. ''In any case, you lead the way and we will follow.'' She smirked, eyeing Mutou to assess whether he was on the same page, or still angry about what had happened with Lone Wolf.

Haruto Mutou, lonewolf, Mitoki Ōno

[Mitoki Ōno]

Ah, how lovely this place is. I don't want to burn it down already. Mitoki grimaced a little, starting to walk away from the class room. She didn't want to deal a fight between teachers and students so going to eat was more of a 'get away' from the situation. She wasn't even that hungry after all. She could pick up a work shift at her job maybe? Not that it matters, as long as she could get away from that classroom, she'd be fine. She'll avoid this arshole like the pest and if it means she will leave UAU, she'll do it. Fuck that guy.

Regardless, it was ramen time. "I usually eat ramen at my work. It's a small store about 10 minutes away from school. Neighborhood place." Mitoki could tell that Haruto was bit in a mood. Not that she was surprised, Lone Wolf was being a dick. To be fair, both were being a dicks. Being a adult and behaving like that, especially with the frontal lobe developed, just means Lone Wolf has a character deficiency. Never mind that though. It's ramen time.

"What ramen do you guys like? I'm a Shio ramen sort of girl." Mitoki would ask, walking down the hallway. Time to change the convo.