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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... You would think a near death experience would force Junsuina Kanjo to drop out and take up a different career path. She had plenty of options; she could be a cop, specifically an investigator, she could have joined the JSDF, sign on with the coast guard. But Every day after she had gotten out of the hospital she had devoted herself to nonstop work and training in order to get herself back into the game. She spent sleepless nights getting caught up and even ahead in some cases for her school work, and she focused on getting her body back into shape. The burns hurt nonstop, forcing her to take frequent breaks, but as time moved on and they healed they'd do so in a way that did not impeded her ability to keep going. More and more she was able to go longer with less and less problems. And on this particular day, she'd stop the physical training aspect in order to begin working on her quirk once again. In truth, it was in a position that she was happy with, but she still felt herself lacking. Specifically, with her cannons. While it was true she had managed to master them in a decent amount of time, they had something that her other constructs lacked; range. Her shields, chains, hammers, all those had a particular amount of control that she could exploit at short to medium ranges, the lights had its niche uses, and the smokescreen...well, she'd use that more often but she always had to go to a dark place to pull that out. But her cannons had a certain "reach out and touch someone" part that to this day still scared her. And what better way to do that with a little bit of target practice? She had set up a series of boxes on the far side of the field, and she had set herself up a good 90 meters away. It was short considering the actual range they had, but she figured this was a good benchmark to have. Channeling her determination she'd create a pair of twelve-pounders, and start lighting up the end of the field.

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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"Wha-cha dooooin', senpai?"

Miroru quipped as she wandered up to Jun, watching her bombardment practice and squinting at the boxes- and then double-taking at the cannons. "Did you MAKE those? Are those-" She squinted harder. "... THEY ARE. You can make solid holograms?! Solid FUNCTIONAL holo- wait, no. There's- something more to it," she muttered, picking up on the holes in the structure her senses could otherwise translate as energy. "It's not just light. There's bits of... glass? In there? Something transparent, anyway. Is that how you give it structure?" Immediately fascinated, Miroru resisted the urge to try to dissect one with her quirk, both because it'd be rude, and because she was a little worried she might not be able to, and was concerned about looking weak in front of her senpai.

"You can launch attacks down range with those things, that's- amazing, really. How do you produce a propulsion force without a propellant or oxidizer? What's actually going down range, does it have mass like a cannonball or is it like a photon torpedo?!?"

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It isn't just the heroes that need to get out and blow stuff up. Sometimes, it's the support students that need to just send stuff down range and enjoy an explosive payload. 
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She wandered out onto the range where others had set up their stuff and were preparing to do whatever they needed to do, or had already begun firing off all sorts of good stuff. However, Hiyori spotted someone rather distinct - someone she recognized.
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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Sweat was pouring down both sides of her face as Jun was intent on her targets down range, three volleys in and at least two of her targets were obliterated. She was beginning to line up on the third, arm outstretched, when Miroru broke her focus and caused her to nearly jump out of her skin. Almost as soon as Miroru started to extrapolate how the cannons worked they were gone. "Wh- where did you come from?! Don't sneak up on me like that, I- owwww..." She winced, reaching up to hold her left shoulder and begin to move the arm around. "It's...complicated to explain. Hard to really go through the hows and whys, my mom knows a lot more considering the amount of study she's put into it...um, hi?" She'd relax, looking over at the newcomer and raised a hand in greeting. "Uh, hi. Um, can I help you two...? I'm just trying to push myself quirk wise as I haven't really had much time to devote myself to practice...which uh." She looked downrange at her poor performance. "Still need some work..." Miroru Hiyori

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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"Ahaha, sorry, sorry!" Miroru insisted, hands up in apology. "I wasn't trying to sneak up, I'm just small, promise!" She winced herself to see Jun in pain, offering a quiet, "Really, I apologize, Senpai, I didn't mean to make you strain yourself..."

She nodded a bit at the deflection. "Okay, well- if you ever wanna, or if you want to aim me in your mom's direction, just say so! I'm really curious!"

Miroru caught note of the approaching pipsqueak- hard not to notice an lightless person-shaped space radiating infrared moving towards you, after all- and turned round to spot the petite blonde as she huffed a little. "Doesn't need a propellant. I mean, well- it's POSSIBLE, but the whole point of the cannonform is to direct high-pressure gas releases as propellant, and to provide rifling to stabilize the projectile, right? If she doesn't use propellant, why make a cannon?"

Need some work? Miroru looked downrange and whistled proudly. "You wiped out two of your targets at, what, almost a hundred meters? What the heck is your metric for "good enough" then?"

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Hiyori just sort of looks at Jun for a moment, much like a cow watches passing traffic. However, she clearly came to a conclusion and turned away. She clicked her tongue faintly as she moved over to a nearby location, still within general conversation range, but was making no further attempt to engage Jun, as it was clear that she and Miroru were going to be a distraction she didn't appreciate.
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"Her quirk is probably more like mine than yours. I can create whatever I want, so long as it makes sense, and it will function as long as my quirk is active," Hiyori explained as she plopped down on the ground. "I suspect yours is grounded in reality and requires actual application of physics to function properly." 
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"Even an old-school 20lber cannon from antiquity could fire a projectile over two-thousand meters off, but obviously, accuracy would become an issue," Hiyori looked over Jun's cannons and the girl herself with a critical eye. "If she is required to generate propellant with her quirk, then she is likely using something like that as a metric for good enough."
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"I suspect our speculation will be more of a nuisance than we already are, though," She looked up at Miroru. "What brings you out here today?"

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun reached up, scratching the back of her head. "To be honest...there hasn't been a lot of benchmark testing since before I entered high school," she says, looking away. "The truth of the matter is, I don't know how the cannons work exactly. I mean, I know how they work, naval history has been kind of an interest for me, but like...the ones I make don't? I think? It's not really been a focus of mine, and- WAIT A MINUTE." She spun at Hiyori, pointing. "You're a construct user, too?! Uh, tell me more! And...who are you? I've never met you." A pause, the sudden realization that she didn't explain the whole accuracy bit. Looking both between Miroru and Hiyori, she held up her hands. "You two aren't being a nuisance, I'm just trying to push through my own weakness right now. Um." She took a step back, closing her eyes as she focused on her determination, summoning a smaller eight pounder. "Cannons like these...they're smoothbore. Rifling wasn't introduced on things like this until later in the eighteen hundreds. And conical rounds started to show up during the same time. These are some early seventeen hundred designs that still use a round ball, so the accuracy on them isn't the best. I could exert my will to curve the shots, but...well, it's a lot of focus, and I'm having a hard time today maintaining this emotion..." She took a breath, the cannon beginning to morph and shape into a miniature turret. "These are more accurate, but compared to their real life counterparts they're not as intimidating. I've learned to create a sort of rigging and have a pair or trio hanging off me to provide a bit of suppressive fire in some situations, but I'm still relying on the whole accuracy by volume thing. Stuff like this could create a lot of collateral, so...trying to get accurate with all of them is a goal of mine." Miroru Hiyori

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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"Yeah, I'd buy that," Miroru stated as Hiyori theorized more similarity on her side. "And yeah. Mine is like "science- the quirk." I've had to do a ton of studying to do a lot of the more interesting stuff, like making colors out of white light, bending and directing it, plus disrupting radio waves and things. I can actually send texts by sending my phone bluetooth signals. Incoming signals are way too compressed for me to translate but I can tell when they're there."

Miroru tapped her chin in consideration over Jun's quirk, distracted until Hiyori spoke. "Oh! I'm here to practice with some offensive ideas. It's still not much compared to these cannons, but I gotta at least put in the work at target practice, even if it's just spotlights."

It was fascinating to know they just worked, regardless of Jun's actual understanding, which made Miroru further intrigued indeed. "Well- I dunno much else about accuracy besides practicing, but if we're in the field together, it might be possible to let me do the aiming?" Miroru wondered aloud. "Do you want to try it?"

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"You don't know?" Hiyori seemed slightly surprised that Jun didn't know how her own quirk worked. "Hmm... Oh? Me? Yeah, I can make things. I made some stuff for..."
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"Your quirk, though, sounds a lot more complicated than mine--well, maybe not more complicated, but more... weird in the feely way that you have going on there."
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"I suppose if everyone is going to start firing cannons or something, I should probably get in on the fun," Hiyori started to fiddle with the buttons of her blouse, something that Miroru had already become familiar with. "Might take a few to get set up, but I'm pretty sure I can join."[break][break]
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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun tilted her head at Miroru, trying to process all that she was saying. "Wow, that's...a lot. That's definitely impressive with all that you can do with it." She let the construct dissipate again, breathing out as she scratched the side of her face. "Well, the two of you are welcome to join me. I might have to set up a few more targets, but uh. Yeah." Though once Hiyori started to unbutton her blouse Jun went a little wide-eyed. "Wh-wait, what are you doing?! You don't have to do it like that, that's a little much-" she turns her back, face red from embarrassment as she buries her face in her hands. "Wow, just...well, uh, Miroru, how...how would you do long-range fights at this range? I think I caught your performance during the quirk demonstration, and you seem like you can output a lotta power. Mind showing me?" Miroru Hiyori

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Miroru winced the instant the word left Hiyori's mouth. "Miroru-san. Please. I don't use that name, it's only mine on paper." She immediately whirled around as Hiyori started to undress, cheeks colored, knowing what was to come. "Sure, take your time. Let us know when you're dressed again!"

Miroru smiled half-heartedly, shrugging. "It's a lot of utility. Most of it's useless for subduing or capturing suspects. I still have to go hand to hand in almost every scenario as it stands. And as for how I'd do long range... um... I probably wouldn't. At this range... on a sunny day I could blast some focused sunlight towards a target but it's really just suppressive fire. It's not at all safe to hit people with it. I can put enough collected solar energy into a single beam to blast apart a building, it's just- not a capture-type technique, you know?"

She shook her head. "I'd probably use a lot of lightplay to ruin their lines of sight while I closed in and settled things in close quarters. I'm best in close quarters, really."

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Hiyori sort of side-eyed Jun when she started questioning her. "A little much? Your reaction is a little much."
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She let out a faint sigh and turned to the items building next to her, and then mumbled something while digging in a bag next to her. She pulled out what looked a lot like a VR headset and then popped it into place, followed by adding a much smaller cable from the base of her neck to the VR headset.
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"If you want to practice, you might as well practice against something worth while," Hiyori muttered, and then the mass of newly created stuff next to her took off, unfolding and expanding into a plethora of small drones that zipped off down field. 
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"Feel free to shoot at them all you want, with whatever you want," Hiyori adjusted her mecha-tendrils into a sort of lounge chair and laid back a bit. "If you miss, I will shoot back - probably..."

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun frowned, fiddling with her rings. "I have, but they've always been family outings...and this isn't a poolside or beachside setting..." Even if it was to make her quirk work, it was still awkward for her. She could barely talk to people on a good day, and now this stranger was partially disrobing. Life was hard. She'd nod along to Miroru with her back to Hiyori, bringing her hand up to rub her chin. "Light...huh...I have an idea, but I dunno how well it'd work. Sunlight is scattered, I know that much, but what about a more focused beam?" She took a breath, bringing a hand up and began to channel the small flicker of hope within her, creating a small spotlight next to her. She'd angle it downrange and flipped it on, the light clearly bright but obviously hard to see due to it being in the middle of the day. "I dunno how well you'd be able to utilize this, but it's a constant light source if you wanna condense it down to like a laser beam or something. Try it out and all that." The drones that took off were a surprise to Jun, but with the go ahead to open fire on them she didn't mind risking return fire. "Wanna try to give it a go, Miroru?" She asked, attempting to adjust the light to try and shine it on the drones. Granted, it was possible she could just bend the light to set the drones on fire or something. Hiyori Miroru

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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"What? No! You're quite pleasant to look at, that's part of the problem!" Miroru squawked. "It's just surprising every time. It's not like you're actually being indecent, it's just- shocking? Plus I'm a little surprised you haven't designed ports into your clothing to accomodate the dendrites. You seem to manufacture things so easily, saddling yourself with taking your shirt off to use your Quirk almost seems strange..?"

Now Miroru felt bad. She'd thought she was being polite by looking away and being appropriately embarrassed. She hadn't meant to hurt Hiyori's feelings at all...

She recited to herself, "It's just a swimsuit, it's just a swimsuit," a couple of times, then turned back around, cheeks bright red. "See? Everything's fine. Just like you said, it's more coverage than a bikini top..."

But it was a bra. And she knew it.

"Ah! Yeah! I can use that actually! Here- this won't do much damage cuz I won't let it, but when I've got enough light, check this out." Miroru stepped forwards and closed her eyes, focusing on the electrical signals controlling and powering each of the drones, lifting one of her hands-

-and then slashing it down!



As her hand descended, the light fractured halfway down the beam! Zigging and zagging wildly, a different slice of light for each drone fragmented off the beam and slammed into one target each simultaneously! It was... as she'd said, harmless, as the light was split instead of focused, but it DID show promise!

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Hiyori may have had some other comments on the matter, especially after Jun mentioned that it wasn't a poolside outing, but Miroru's comment caught her off guard entirely. The tiny engineer felt her cheeks start to burn and was eternally grateful that her headset likely hid it, or at least most of it, from view.
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No one, aside from her mother, had ever given her such a compliment. Granted, being called pleasant to look at wasn't the best thing someone could be called, and many girls would hear something with greater praise. However, for Hiyori, as scrawny and small as she was, who had more in common with a washboard than an hour glass, it was quite the surprise.
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It was enough to distract her, for sure. Enough that her drones faltered in their flight for a moment before catching themselves. Hiyori, embarrassed about it, turned her head away for the time being.
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"Uhm, t-thanks..." She mumbled, and then turned back towards Miroru somewhat. "I've tried a few other solutions, but I can't make clothing, and even if I do make a top that looks like swiss cheese, it never fits right. Keeping any sort of hole aligned with my ports is basically impossible."
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Hiyori let out a sigh. "At one point, it'd have been nice, but now it's not really important to me. I just make do, as you can tell."
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Hiyori's drones darted about in the air, dodging most of Jun's projectiles thanks to their small size and nimble nature. Miroru's technique, however, proved a different story. The erratic nature of the movement, speed of the light, and her delicate control hunted the drones down and hit them.
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