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i! There yuh' are, lass!" Farrin shouted, Thea now in sight. He was a blur between the first few raindrops of the storm, then his body became still, or at least still enough to see. Clutched in his hands were two umbrellas. Chronokinetic sight fed him the first few signs of the stirring storm. Dark clouds, heavy and mean, were rolling in, so he made a quick pitstop after giving the police his statement back in the park. 

"Rains gonna get worse 'fore it gets better," he said, offering Thea one of the umbrellas as he matched her pace. 

A thousand questions danced behind ruby eyes, but they could wait. All in due time. First thing was first. Thea said she was fine earlier, but was she really? From docile, albeit doped out, murmurs to dealer of pain and possible sadist in all of five minutes. Whatever her quirk was, assuming this was her quirk's doing, it took the girl for a loop. 

"Yuh really all good? No' gonna dramatically reveal some ol' bullet wound 'long yer ribs all cinema-like on the ways back?" 

A little turning of time and he could see them both speeding back to campus, but that put strain on the brain he would rather not partake in. Chronokinesis required discipline. Let it loose and sifting wasn't too far off. Countless realities superimposed on all senses, leaving this time indistinguishable from all the others. Sensory overload on temporal steroids. Insanity's shores were still quite a swim away, but why risk it without reason? Besides, a little walk with one looped to his consciousness via timely threads couldn't hurt - he hoped. 

 

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Farrin's words rang through space; though she heard them, they did not register. While the time-turner did find her, she was anything but there. It wasn't till he stood next to her that she stopped to face him. Her head cocked as she struggled to place who he was and what was happening. She raised a hand palm side up as if to verify that it was actually raining. Nerve imposed fire with each new drop that made impact that made contact, yet none of it passed through the haze clouding her mind. It wasn't till a man nearly walked into her that she snapped back to reality, the sliver of her mind that was trained on her surroundings warning her of danger. A false alarm in this case, but a welcome one.[break][break]

“I said I was fine,” she snatched the umbrella from Farrin's hands, “Just tired. I should have brought my capture tape.” The umbrella opened overhead. Rain drumming off it loudly, loud enough to drown out their conversation from passers-by. “Besides, from what I saw, you should be the worse for wear.” Her hand twitched. She should have touched him when the took the umbrella, but something compelled her to do otherwise. The same feeling she got when she wanted to use her quirk on Zenkai. Despite her need to take memories from those around her, despite stealing secrets from Jun and Miroru, despite just how badly she wanted to now. She couldn't bring herself to do it. She resigned to the antiquated method of talking. She hated it, but it would have to do.[break][break]

“So, you gave the police your report? What ya tell them?” Thea's main worry was what she'd have to tell the school. The thug she manipulated would have simply cooperated with anything he said. 72 hours of torture makes for an obedient mind, especially when you instill a lifelong sense of loyalty in with it. Not exactly the most heroic action, but she couldn't care less. It got results.[break][break]

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 quizzical lift of the eyebrow was aimed Thea's way. What was her problem now? A man's life may have been saved, she was long gone when the police arrived, and neither sustained injuries enough to keep them from walking back to campus. Did that constitute a victory well-earned? 

"Very well," he replied, "n' from what I saw it didn't seem yuh' really needed it, though I can imagine how it'd have been useful."

The storm picked up. Rain pelted the umbrella tops the currents against stone. Still preferable to Mr. Golem's quirk. Farrin's fists pulsated still. Punching his way through stone was not the highlight of the day. 

"I'll be fine. No' the first scrap I've found meself in, nor the messiest." 

The oncoming crowds were a sea in their own right. They would have to cut across Shibuya's edge to reach campus, and that meant wrestling with the vast metropolis's nightlife. They wouldn't be caught in the thick of it, but there was no dodging the ever-shifting tides of Tokyo's nightlife. 

"Told em' the truth. I was washin' the shrine, heard someone yell, handed out an arse kickin' ta' some ne'er-do-wells, n' awaited the authorities arrival," he emphasized the particular lack of "we." Though it begged the question, "So, there another reason yuh were opposed to givin' a statement? They're gonna wonder why those fools are fessin' up e'ery detail. Speakin' o' which, how the heck yuh pull that? Yer quirk some sorta mind control or somethin'?"

If it was mind control, how did it work? Why hadn't Thea ended the blight of villainy by walking around and telling the crooks to go home and rethink their life? There had to be some conditions to be met, right? An unrestrained mind control quirk would be an unrivaled boon to its owner. What wouldn't be possible? And yet Thea chose to be here. Obligation? That level of commitment to the cause? A thousand questions bloomed into a billion more, and yet now all the temporal whispers in his ear were silent.   

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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 the question she hated most in this world. Her quirk was an endless source of trouble. It's function, once revealed, always led to the downfall of whatever relationship she had with someone. Her instincts kicked in, an internal chorus of voices each voicing their opinions.[break][break]

“We shouldn't tell him.”

“Time to wipe his mind I guess. shame.”

“We can't tell him, we don't know him.”

“He feels trustworthy”

“We can't trust our feelings.”

“Lie!” "Blackmail!"

“Lie?”

“Make him forget?”

“Make him obey!”

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She focused, silencing the myriad voices and aligning the hydra of her mind. The hated being told what to do, even if it was her own mind ushering the command. Her stomach twisted into knots anticipating what she was planning to do next. Something compelled her beyond what she could perceive, so she'd do the unexpected. She'd tell the truth, the same truth she'd told the titan. Though something told her Farrin was more interested in the details.[break][break]

“It's registered as; File. Like the ones on a computer.” She shrank into herself as she spoke. Something about the subject always felt vulnerable to her. “We... I can edit information. Like, what's in your head. I can take memories, knowledge, emotions... All of it. Back there, I implanted fake memories.” Her hands awkwardly pressed into each other as if shielding themselves from the truth. “It's touched base, and I can't turn it off. Mutation classification. It also changes how my head works. It's why I get the way I do; I see everything through... Countless pasts and...” Thea paused, realizing she was beginning to rant. “..And I'm losing my sense of self.” She couldn't bring herself to tell the time-turner that last bit.[break][break]

“Thanks for not mentioning me. I don't want any trouble with the school. Things like that are on the darker side of grey, if you know what I mean. Giving a statement involves answering the same questions you just asked but on record.” She threw a rehearsed smile. Talking wasn't her strong suit, and words were so much less clear than thought.[break][break]


“So, I guess this is the part where I ask you what brings you to UAU and like, what your quirk does?” She hated asking. The palms of her hands burned with the desire to just take the answers and a few memories along the way. She had forgot to mention one key detail about her quirk. The addiction it caused. The vibrance of stolen memories and her ability to relive the choicest moments of a life was just a drug too good to pass up.[break][break]

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n a match of brains vs brawn so close the coin may have well landed sideways. Farrin punched the boy square in the stomach, hard. He hadn't meant to throw that much weight behind, but his practiced fist, even years younger, acted on instinct. There was an opening and he took it. Discipline. Farrin's fault in times beyond time often amounted to a lack of discipline. 

"-what if ya tapped somethin deep, while in a scrap, that might void the pain yer' feelin wit' somethin else entirely," he started in his usually singsong accent. He froze still as stone for a moment. Then, though his voice remained perfectly his, his words fell to a far more well-versed version of Japanese. "Tire machèt. Meant to stay close with a machete and fight off things like longswords and rapier."

What the hell was that? File. It was dynamite dropped in the deepest, darkest depths of Farrin's mind. The shivering lake shook. Undercurrent ripples bled into the cavernous network of the temporal sea. The waters of this time and place intermingled with the basin of another. 

He hurt that boy. Maybe inspired him too. Was it Thea's brother? A cousin? Either way, the lad got back up. Nearly snatched the coin right out of the air. Then the coin was gone, and so was the boy, and so was this far younger, far more refined Farrin. 

"I've... eh, let's pretend I didn't jus' spout a bunch o' shite. No idea where that came from. Eh, anyway, think nothin' o' it. I figured yuh' had yer' reasons. That is quite the fierce quirk yuh've there," he spun on, starting to walk again, and distancing himself from the drivel that spouted up from that place, "I imagine yuh' could get away wit' quite a bit armed wit' that. Says a lot 'bout yer choice ta' come 'ere. Could be livin' like royalty off somewhere, but yuh' decided on heroing n' the like."

Anxiety steered the time-turner forward. It didn't slam the acceleration down, but it sure eased him into a power walk, dipping and dodging the crowds. He needed rest. He was sifting, right? That was it. It didn't matter he hadn't pushed himself all that hard because clearing this was sifting, or something like it. No. Definitely sifting.   

"O', yeah, me. Erm, heroism sort o' in me' blood. Things went awry, but I'm tryin' ta' make up fer' it. Trying ta' do better - ta' be better. I've a time quirk, Chronokinesis, that lets me' speed things uup n' slow em' down. Few other tricks too. Anyway, I know what it is ta' be in a bad spot, n' ta have someone help yuh'. Means more than most the world realizes. If I can be that helpin' hand, well, I'd say that's a start ta' bein' better." 

It was an odd mishmash answer that lacked quite a few pieces to the Farrin puzzle, but it lacked the edge of any lie. He meant every word, just couldn't name the names, couldn't dot the I's and cross the T's. A more thorough statement might have read "me' parents were heroes, but me' dad went arsehole n' killed countless people, including me Mum, which left me alone in the streets fer seven or so years. I started seeing shite in my head from another life, n' Nan sent Barty ta' find me n' set me straight. Basically the hand o' a god I dun' believe in offering me me' chance ta right some family wrongs n' become the person I'm apparently supposed to be." Yup, that was the more thorough read. Maybe a little TMI, though. That conversation could wait - preferably for eternity.    

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

[attr="class","skullbody"]Her heart skipped a beat. Farrin's world felt like a blow to the head. Like she was sent spinning through the air. She'd heard those words. She'd heard that version of him before, yet she hadn't. She knew she couldn't. The fragments of memories snapped together for a mere moment, but something was wrong; everything was wrong. Her heart felt stuck in her throat, and then, nothing. it all slipped away into the past. Into an endless reserve of memories she could not access. She could barely recall what had just happened as if she wasn't there.[break][break]

"How the fuck do you..." She paused. It wasn't impossible for the boy to know about such a niche thing as Tire machèt. Maybe he knew a practitioner, or perhaps a friend told him about it. She couldn't shake the feeling there was more to this. More to him and this stupid place that seemed to be the source of these broken memories. [break][break]

"I'm just here cuz..." She really never thought of it. It always seemed like the next logical choice. She considered going underground and doing precisely what Farrin suggested. Honestly, the only bad thing about it would be the amount of negative memories she'd have to take to blackmail her way to the top. [break][break]

"I just seemed like something I'd be good at. Not like the school can really say no to me." She looked at the palm of her hand. It was hard to convey the nuance of how she felt. She felt as though she belonged here even if she didn't deserve to. She felt that she'd lose herself in the darkness of a thousand souls unless she turned into a hero. She wasn't here to rescue other people, she was here to save herself.[break][break]

"Things went awry," she chuckled, "So what? Do you have a rap sheet?" She was genuinely curious. In a school full of goody two shoes, it seemed she was always drawn to the misfits. If the time turner had a stain on his soul too, she might find some comfort in his offer.[break][break]

"Ya don't have to answer that. But I'd wager in this world, pedigree is worth more than action. If heroics is in your blood, you'll fit right in" She couldn't help but feel a rift between them. It wasn't truly there, but its echo lingered. [break][break]

"I bet your the kind that's aiming for the top," she said meekly, feeling the hurt of a lifetime not her own. Hearing the rolling of a coin that was fated to stay on edge.[break][break]

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he answer to her question were distant as the stars, yet entirely within arm's reach. A friend had told him. Just not this him. And not this friend. "Like I said, bunch o' shite, lass. Just sputterin' up nonsense sittin' at the back o' the brain. Dun' know where it came from." She wouldn't understand. Nobody did. Time played favorites, and those favorites lived on islands with a population of one. But that was the truth laid bare as could be. It sprung up from his dark well, and those were waters he was not yet prepared to dive.

"Yeah, can't imagine they'd turn away someone wit' a quirk like yers," he replied, the potential implications flying far over his head, "but there's nothin' that sorta springboarded yuh' this way? School seems quite the destination fer the traumatized," himself included, "like a bunch o' people that feel the only way they can make somethin' in 'emselves right is by helpin' others."

Maybe he was projecting. He hadn't spoken to all that many of his peers after all, especially not on topics so deep, but rumors spread across campus like wildfire. Every student that spoke up tossed another piece of bark in the inferno's path and kept it going. Sad stories. Sadder souls. All looking to mend the world, and themselves, at the same time.  

"Heh, I sure hope not," he slipped. His mother was amazing. His father was horror incarnate. Fifty-fifty odds weren't all that great, and if time had told him anything, his odds favored villainy over heroism. "No rap sheet but, as I said, things went awry. It's complicated. Some good. Some bad. It - it is in me' blood. That's part o' it, but what I learned from both the good n' the bad is that if yuh' have the power ta' help people n' stop 'em from hurtin', yuh' probably should. Ta' salve one's pain is priceless ta' those that've been hurt."

Hero work was responsive work. Most of the victims of villain attacks were dead or running, so maybe he couldn't save all those that would be hurt, but he could limit the potential pain by saving those he could. It was close enough. Pain was absolute shite, and he would save people from it however possible. 

"Absolutely. I dun' half arse anythin' I'm serious about. Whole arse or no arse. 'Sides, Who better ta' bring that biggest bads o' the world ta' slumber than Oberon." The name still didn't sit right on his tongue. Oberon wasn't him. Oberon was the hero of those dreams that cast the darkness aside and rose a herald of the light. A hero nigh unrivaled. That wasn't him. He was a student that dumpster dove for breakfast just a few years ago and nicked the closest wallet for lunch. "If it's me at the top, n' I've earned it, then nobody else needs ta' get hurt," he said with words blanketed by sincerity.      

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

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People didn't just end up at UAU because they wanted to be a hero. This place was a magnet for all sorts of broken people, those lucky enough to get just the right dose of trama to give them something to prove while also being born with the ability to be somehow better than every sane person mistaken enough to walk the same road. [break][break]

"No, you're right." She stretched a hand out into the rain. Each droplet, from a different time and place. Between suppressing her injury and the massive remodeling she'd done to the thug's mind, she was pushing her limit. "So many of us come here under the pretense of fixing the world but really we're all here for ourselves at the end of the day." [break][break]

Her sense of self began to blur at the edges. Countless minds linking together, overwhelming her perception. "Shit," they thought in unison. [break][break]

"Things are always complicated." the words fell from Thea's mouth almost as if they'd not spoken them at all. "But people always get hurt, even when you get to the top. It's just further for you to fall. We've been there before, this place doesn't really prepare you half as well as we'd hoped." [break][break]

They turned towards Oberon. "You can't no ass anything. Not even for a moment. Already we're known elements and they target us, always." Their eyes looked towards the Time-Turner but peered through him. In his place stood a million different people, the lost children, friends, and lovers of heroes that had come before. Thea was nowhere to be found.[break][break]

The mentat's mind had slipped under the consistent strain. Her sense of self was no greater than that of any aspect within her. She'd been here before, lost in a sea of memories only to partially perceive the outside world through a million fractured lenses. If she could want for anything, she'd want to scream, she'd want her body just to stop, she wanted to take back control. She was far too diluted a part of the whole to want for anything.[break][break]

"We should get back before we collapse," they said, aware that the mental arrangement they held was unstable and that other minds were awakening just beneath the surface.[break][break]

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hat wasn't exactly what he meant. It was cause and effect. Get hurt, wish others didn't. The ol' "I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy" line embodied. To understand pain, one needed to feel it. And once it was understood, the more empathetic of the world wished to spare others of its ilk. In so doing, they healed themselves as well. Something like that. 

"I think it's a bit more multifaceted than that. Yuh' can want ta' heal yerself n' simultaneously spare others what it was yuh' went through. I do think the underlyin' theme o' pain n' trauma does give most o' our peers that extra bump that puts 'em over the rest that dun' make it, but that's no' to say their intentions aren't good."

Self-preservation was a beast that lived in all. There was no denying it helped motivate some to heal however they could, but signing up for a school that prepared you for fighting the greatest threats this side of the world probably didn't rank high on the survivalist's list. Heroes didn't have long life expectancies. Salve the soul? Sure. Live a long and full life? Not for most. 

"Wasn't bein' exactly literal, lass. But, though I can't spare e'eryone from pain, I'll be so fast the air will crack wit' me e'ery move n' the villains out there lookin' ta' harm others will know they're dun' fer." It had happened in other times. Oberon's speed became so great, sound itself was left in his wake. He could do it. He had to. "So I guess I'll jus' have ta' prove yuh' wrong because me' flight won't make me an Icarus. I fly only upwards." 

When Farrin met the girl's gaze, it was like she was doped up again. Lost in her quirk or some sort. Whatever it was that brought her her admission at the dorms that day. Farrin knew what it was to be lost, adrift in the vast expanse of the temporal sea, but that was only in his dreams, or the rare occasion he pushed his quirk too far. Whatever plagued the Mentat's mind, did so with impunity. Could she fight back against it at all? Or was she a wayward soul, waiting on board the next lucid moment? 

"Alrighty, I've an idea" he said, concern lightly laced with his word. "I think there's a bus no' too far from 'ere we can catch. That should speed things up." There were other options, but what would speeding up the Mentat's mind do? Help her wad through the waters of her mind, or see her spin off into some sort of lunacy? That was a risk he'd take another time.  

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