[Kousoku Raito]

Raito found himself staring at his reflection in the bomb prop in the middle of the room, deep in thought, while unconsciously taking his hand to the practice sword in his waist. It was kinda ironic that his first assignment in the UA, a university for heroes in training, was to play the role of a villain in a bomb scenario, especially considering his not so clear record. But welp, now was not the time to be thinking about that, the exercise would start in a few moments and he needed to be ready.

“I’m glad we don’t have to carry this thing around, damm, look at the size of this thing!” He said in a jokingly tone, as turned around to face his teammate, he had heard his name during class and probably seen around campus, but he never had an opportunity to ever actually talk to him. “Akagi, right? So…Since we’re the villains, do you think we should come up with some really cool villains names or something?” Raito would suggest, maybe it was just a dumb idea, but he would be lying if that didn’t sound kinda fun though.

As they waited for the exercise to start in the bomb run, the hero team was probably getting ready to enter the building as soon the teachers have the signal, Raito couldn’t help but wonder what kind of strategy the enemy team would use, were they just going to rush in after the bomb or did they something in mind? And speaking of strategies… They would also need one, or at least make sure they at least were on the same page. “Hey, any ideas on how to approach this?” He would ask his partner, while unsheathing his word and doing some slashes and strikes in the air, both as a way to warm up, and show off a bit. “Do we wait here or bring the fight to them?”

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[attr="class","akagiEntwined"]REDIRECT [attr="class","akagiFate"]RIGHT BACK AT YOU [attr="class","akagiPost"] Akagi couldn't help but glance around the barren room, leaning against one of the pillars as his partner fiddled with the bomb prop in the center of the room, amazed by the existence of Ground Beta; a whole city lacking the usual life of Tokyo. "Yeah! I thought it was going to be a real bomb, that would've been spooky." He didn't really believe that the school would put them in a situation where they could be harmed so easily, but he truly did think, for a moment, that the bomb might've been even slightly real. Yeah, it was stupid.[break][break] "Ooh, definitely! The best villains always have like, super memorable names." Akagi was then left to think not about their strategy, but instead what their villain monikers would be. It wouldn't be right to use their hero names, after all. "Hmm... huh? Oh." As Raito brings up the very normal thought of wanting to strategize, Akagi was interrupted in the midst of his thought process. "Umm... well, if we leave the bomb, they might run right past us, right? Not like fighting next to the bomb puts us at a disadvantage, so let's stay here."[break][break] It also gave them more time to prepare! Prepare what, you may ask? "So, what kind of things do you do? All I'm good for is getting hit and then hitting them back!" It was a very simple explanation of his quirk but, at the same time, that's just how simple his quirk was. Take in a hit and hit 'em back. "Maybe we can set up some traps? Like... a bucket on the corner of a door!" He doesn't seem so confident after saying that, "No... what if they just run past it?" He wasn't going to be much help until the action truly kicked off, evidently.

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]Hero Costume? Now why would Sebastian need one of those? It's not like Sebastian even really cared about becoming a hero. U.A. was just a temporary residence while he sorted out his current financial situation. All he needed to do was coast by on minimum effort until he could con his way out of his current conundrum. So why bother taking all of this so seriously? Why bother getting a hero outfit when he could just wear something nice and comfortable? ...Well, sort of comfortable. He didn't want to ruin any of his comfortable outfits during training. "So, you're my partner, eh?" he said with a big yawn as he was still shaking off the grogginess from his nap. "Talk about an unlucky draw..." he shook his head. While he probably gave off the impression that he was talking down on Hyousuke, he was actually pitying the boy for his poor luck in getting Sebastian in the draw. "Listen, teamwork's not really my whole thing...I'm more of a solo kind of guy, y'feel?" he asked rhetorically, continuing on before giving Hyousuke a chance to get a word in. "Don't rely on me, and I won't rely on you. We'll just get in each other's way. A'ight, ima dip now. Catch ya later, chump," he said, shooting a finger gun at the guy. He put his hands in his pockets and hunched forward as he lazily dragged his feet across the battlefield to go and find a place to continue his nap while Hyousuke did all of the heavy lifting. [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • Kousoku Raito • Hyousuke Suzuki • Raiomaru Toshigawa • alexandrei • Demura Kano •

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[Hyousuke Suzuki]

Hyousuke seemed more like a dog on a leash than a person, at first glance. Twitching, fidgeting, and glancing excitedly around, it looked like all it would take to get him going was a snap of the fingers and a general direction to point his energy at. In fact, if he'd had pretty much any other partner that had been on the roster, he might have vanished the very second that the training session started. However, his partner's enthusiasm - or more accurately, the complete lack thereof - was enough to have him stop in his tracks, and all but knock the wind out of his sails.

It wasn't the first comment that fazed Hyousuke. It was a sentiment he was familiar with, from both others and himself. It didn't sting nearly as much to think that someone didn't want to be on his team. No, it was the realisation that Sebastian didn't intend to lift a finger to help that got him, and a twinge of anger appeared on the usually-sunny student's face. It was only slight, of course. It wouldn't do to have a hair trigger temper. But finding out that he was effectively in this by himself was enough to snap his attention away from the lesson, and towards his so-called partner.

"Then how about you get a move on? If you want to go off by yourself, do it, but you gotta do something." By this point, it was difficult to tell whether he was annoyed, or doing his best impression of a pup trying to drag its owner out the door.

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[Kousoku Raito]

Akagi’s enthusiasm was almost contagious and Raito felt a bit relieved and happy that he went along with his idea. “Cool! I think I will go with… “The Shogun of Sorrow”, what do you think?” He asked, it was a name from a villain from a very old show he used to watch. He just hoped it wouldn’t sound cringe or lame to his partners and his opponents.

He did a positive nod to Akagi’s decision of staying in the bomb room for now. It was a reasonable decision and at the moment seemed to be the best course of action. “Yeah, you’re right, they might have some kind of sneaky or invisibility quirk and sneak right past us.” He would pause a few seconds, scratching his chin before continuing. “Besides, like you said, it doesn’t give us any disadvantage if we can fight without damaging the bomb, but they might have some trouble with it!” He had no idea of what quirks or fighting styles their two opponents would use, but it was better to maybe have an advantage to having none at all, right?

He gave Akagi a curious look when he described his powers. “Ooh, do you mean you get stronger when you get hit, or can you do a super counter-attack after they hit you?” Akagi’s quirk seemed to be a simple but interesting and potentially powerful one. Raito then prepared to showcase his quirk. “Mine allows me to do some sort of a dash, I think it’s better to show you.” He then faced an empty direction, standing still. Suddenly, he dashed forward on a fast motion, slashing the air with his sword, dashing backwards and sheathing his sword shortly afterwards. “Pretty cool, right?” There was a smile with a bit of pride printed on Raito’s face. “Not that cool if there’s a wall in the way though!” He joked, laughing a bit, but that was true, running into any solid obstacles in the middle of his “dash” could severely hurt him.

Raito’s eyes perked up when Akagi mentioned the idea of setting a trap with a bucket. “No, no, no, that’s a great idea!” Imagine their faces if they get caught in something like that!” Raito said cheerfully, as that reminded him of some pranks he used to pull with his friends when he was younger. “Now we just need to…” He then stopped talking, as if he was deep in thought, his face turning serious. “Akagi, we have a problem.” He then turned his face towards his companion. “We don’t have a bucket.” He said in a rather sad and disappointed tone, as he noticed that the building was completely empty, except for them and the bomb.

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[attr="class","akagiEntwined"]REDIRECT [attr="class","akagiFate"]RIGHT BACK AT YOU [attr="class","akagiPost"] Akagi seemed to be amazed at how quickly Raito had come up with something so cool sounding. "That's cool as hell! Don't think I can follow that up..." He truly had no idea how! But that was fine. He could be like... the sidekick to the main villain, maybe. The one everyone underestimates then, wham!! He turns the tides! "I'll be... Clobber! That sounds rough 'n tough." Far simpler than his partner but, hey- he was the henchman in his own headcanon. He couldn't try to one-up his boss![break][break] Nods to Raito's question, even though he had given two examples. "When I get hit, I can soak up all the energy behind it and throw it back out. So, more like the second one!" He then watched Raito's own quirk demonstration, looking at him with interest. "Woah! That's a super cool quirk! Mine's not super flashy like yours." He was confident that it was unlikely that they were going to go against anyone smart enough to put up a physical barrier between Raito and his target- would they even be fast enough for that? It's not like making invisible barriers was super common, so they had nothing to worry about![break][break] But then the fun times stopped. Things got serious as Akagi looked at his partner with concern as he brought up a fatal flaw in his plan; there was no bucket. How could there be such an oversight!? He had to think- and quickly, as the signal for the exercise beginning was made known to the four contestants, giving them even less time to try and see if the janitor forgot their supplies while cleaning the building. "Maybe... one of us could stand on the door? Jump on 'em when they enter the room!" Maybe it'd work. If only they had a bucket, though.

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]"That's the plan," he shouted out nonchalantly as he skipped across the street. The something he was planning on doing? Nothing. The best kind of something. First thing first: find a place where he could hide out to take a nap. If he took a nap out in the open, one of the idiots he was supposed to be fighting might jump his ass and ruin it. Nah, he needed somewhere discreet that he could sleep...Well, one of the buildings would probably work. Hiding out in one of those should've done the trick! Or so he thought. "...I'd prefer it if you didn't do that," Sebastian said standing in the doorway with a blank expression and finger pointed to the sky. Yeah, Sebastian really wasn't expecting the very first building that he stepped foot in to be the one where his enemies were hiding. Talk about rotten luck! Whelp, he was already there, soooooo...When life gives you lemons, you do absolutely nothing with them because making lemonade is a pain in the ass. Also, who the fuck makes lemonade with only lemons? You need other shit to make lemonade, and fuck going out of your way to gather all of those ingredients! "Okay before you jump on me, I'd like to propose an alternative: just like take me prisoner. I'm really not interested in this whole fighting and exercise and effort thing we've got going on here...So, yeah...I was thinking that you just say I'm your prisoner, and then I'll go like take a nap in a corner or something, yeah?" [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • Kousoku Raito • Hyousuke Suzuki • Raiomaru Toshigawa • alexandrei • Demura Kano •

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[Hyousuke Suzuki]

Hyousuke was dumb, but he wasn’t stupid. It didn’t take a genius to know that his ‘partner’ had planned to do a steaming pile of nothing for the whole exam. Part of him wanted to throw in the towel there and then, and demand a partner that actually cared about the exercise. He knew well that not every hero was a shining paragon of justice, but at least most of them had the good sense to pretend like they cared about getting a mission done. However, going back would mean forfeiting, and that would mean he'd lost. And his pride just wouldn't let that be.

It was clear, even to him, that no rousing speech or infallible confidence was going to inspire the dead weight he'd been made to drag around into doing anything useful. So he resolved to try a more unconventional approach - annoying them into doing something.
"Come on, at least try it! I'm not gonna stop this until you do!" He said, raising his voice high enough that it was likely someone on the opposite end of the training grounds would have been able to hear him. "And I can keep this up all day too!" It wasn't an idle threat. Between his Quirk and his determination that bordered on dogged obsession, Sebastian hadn't a chance in hell of peaceful rest.

He did, however, stop when it became apparent that they had company. Mild annoyance turned to a wide grin, and he turned towards the doorframe, knuckles cracking and eyes glinting with anticipation.

"Actually, I think I've got a better idea. You want to get out of here as soon as you can? Then help me kick these guys' asses. Unless you think concrete sounds more comfortable than a bed." At that point, he was just itching for a fight. It didn’t matter who it was with - the prospect of an opponent was just too good to pass up.

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Oh. A wise-cracker. Great. [break][break]

He honestly didn't care much for the lackadaisical ones- in fact, Alexandrei, 99% of the time, felt the exact same way as them. Didn't care much for exercises, his time could be used much better in on-field experiences, or just... napping, ideally. Or... staring at the sky. Or people watching. Aimless, mindless activities, that brought his mind off of everything that was running round in his mute, star-filled head. But it's not what he got paid for, he didn't get paid to smirk and say "that's more like it" while cheesing at Sebastian and giving him a pat on the back.[break][break]

God, did he wish it was though. Then he could go home, or do something else. Next time he would bother Leonid to make a more interesting exercise, one that involved a realer threat. Then it would mean more engagement from these idiotic youths... one could hope.[break][break]

Standing up to the microphone of the booth the teachers were in, the speakerphone crackled to life for a short second before Alexandrei's voice was broadcasted across the arena. "Sebastian Sinclaire, I would advise you to look elsewhere for a napping spot, maybe somewhere like a public serving school." Ha, an old jab at the government. Classic. "But if you're looking to go here, then you'll next find yourself in the principal's office, and then outside of U.A. Tardiness is not encouraged here, especially when it affects those around you who are actually trying to make a living over being useless. This is your one and only warning."[break][break]

Standing back, he waited for a response. He pitied the other three students just trying to get on with their lives.

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