[Marcus]

The Flood Zone was in a state of bedlam.

Set up in such a way to create crashing waves and whipping winds throughout the maritime exercise site, the supposed "deep lake" that was generally used for water exercises was now far more comparable to that of a storm at sea. Dark, cold water and foam shot up into the air around the intended site for the particular entrance exam of the evening - a large cruise ship, or at the very least a simile of one, already tilting dangerously with the worrying creaks and groans of strained metal. Lifeboats were a hopeless endeavor, for this was not a regular storm capsizing this ship, but it was a villain attack - weather and hostile waters alike brought forth by the use of dangerous criminal quirks. No, the only suitable response to a situation such as this was the interventions of heroes.

Or at the very least that was the scenario that the to-be students of this particular exam had been given. The future heroes had been sent in to "arrive" at different set points of this precarious cruise ship, and the rules had been made quite clear - this was a crisis situation. With fatally dangerous waters and a ship at the danger of sinking at any moment, the many civilian guests and crew members of the ship itself had to be rescued, moved from the sinking cruise rife with villain activity and to one of the Hero Association boats surrounding the ship itself at a moderate distance. Every civilian taken from the cruise ship and onto one of those boats was, for the purposes of this exercise, considered a "rescue", rescues being worth points for exam purposes. More critically however, this ship also carried a handful of villains upon it, dangerous criminals who were responsible for this dire situation to begin with. The exercise did not end until all villains had been subdued, each villain defeat also worth a certain amount of points. The specific point values of defeating villains compared to rescuing civilians had not been specified to the students - it was a matter of allowing them to prioritize and make decisions on their own.

Finally, the exercise was timed - at set intervals, the length of which were unknown to the students, this simulated ship would continue to get more and more precarious. It would continue to sink and deteriorate, sections would be flooded with water, and things would get so much more difficult to manage. This exam was a test in a hero's ability to prioritize and to manage their time - weighing the values of rescuing individual civilians versus stopping the cause of the crisis situation, what had to be done in what order and how to adapt to a rapidly escalating situation.

Good luck heroes-to-be, and try not to drown!

Sebastian Sinclaire   Sada  Zenkai Hatake

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[attr="class","ZenkaiExposition"]It was just Zenkai's luck that he would have to participate in an exam that took place during the storm, in the middle of a fake ocean. To be fair, he loved the rain, just when he wasn't in it, he liked the sound of it and he liked looking at it, he didn't particularly like getting wet. Now, here he was, on a sinking ship, forced to get into the water to "Rescue" People by getting them to the nearby boats. It was a pain in the ass and Zenkai was silently cursing his granddad for putting him in this damnable situation as he was lowered onto the sinking ship.

The titan groaned as he was set down as he tried to figure out what would be easier, what would earn him just enough points to pass. would it be the victims he needed to rescue or the villains they needed too defeat. Both of them seemed like hard work, he didn't exactly feel swimming back and forth between the ships and boats constantly to save the civilians but the villains seemed like too much work if he couldn't knock them out after a few hits. Just as he was contemplating jumping overboard and giving up he passed a large crate containing a large pile of life vests and soon an idea began to form in the golden boi's head.

Zen grabbed the crate of life vests and ripped it out of the wall, dragging it behind him as he walked through the ship in search of the civilians in need of rescue. Soon enough he found three victims, Two men and one woman, huddled next to each other hiding on the deck of the ship. "Please help! we don't want to die!" One of the men spoke to which Zen's only reply was to shove the life vests on them and buckle them in.

"Alright...I'm going to need ya'll to curl up into a ball, as tight as possible...And you'll probably want to hold your breath for a second" Before questions could be asked Zenkai grabbed one of the men before yeeting them through the air towards the nearest rescue boat, the man screaming as he careened through the air. The enlightened one turned to the other two as the man landed in the water near the boat. "Like I said, hold your breath, don't do what he did." And then he proceeded to launch the other two.

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]U.A.: one of the most prestigious universities in the entire country—the whole world, really. It is a place full of individuals who could only be described as the best of the best. It is a place that Sebastian had absolutely no business being anywhere near. On top of lacking the traditional qualities of a hero, Sebastian was an undisciplined, lazy high school dropout. The fact that he was even trying to get into the school was a slap in the face to everyone who ever attempted the entrance exam before him. Of course, he hardly cared if he insulted anyone by stepping foot on U.A.'s campus grounds so long as it meant getting his ideal outcome. After getting kicked out of his parent's house for being a "good-for-nothing layabout," he spent a few months camping out in alleyways all while plotting his way back into the good graces of his parents. He tried several things from getting his GED to getting a job, and none of that was still good enough for them to let him come back home. Fair enough. They knew better than to let Sebastian back into the comfort of his room, for doing so would mean he'd only slip back into his old ways. And so he decided to prove that he was serious about doing something with his life by becoming a pro hero and attending U.A. HAH! FAT CHANCE! All he needed was proof he got accepted into U.A., and then he could crash at home for the next four years all while pretending to be a U.A. student. Easiest fucking scam of his life! ...Y'know, aside from actually needing to get into U.A. That part was probably going to be a little bit tricky. Oh well. He had a plan for that. Before the exam even started, Sebastian scouted his competition. He eyed them down, hiding his gaze behind his sunglasses as he tried to measure everyone's capabilities. One of them stood out in particular as likely being incredibly strong. Who? The guy who was over six feet tall and practically bursting out of his clothes with muscle. If Sebastian was lucky, he was one of those stereotypical strong idiot archetypes, making him a prime candidate for manipulation. That would be Sebastian's target. When the exercise began, Sebastian took a moment to watch the musclehead to see how he'd react. The fact that he just brutishly threw three men into the rescue boat was enough to confirm Sebastian's theory. One hand in his pocket, he walked over to the guy and knocked on his back with the back of his fist. "Oi, oi, that's no way to rescue people. Name's Sinclaire," he introduced even though the guy didn't ask. "You look like a pretty reliable guy, what say you and I team up to save everyone, eh?" [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • Sada • Marcus • Zenkai Hatake •

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[Sada]

You and me, I whisper in a hush as I press pink-kissed fingertips up to my mother’s horns, and everyone else who’s gone. The scarred, draconic ribbing thins out at some points. Like a tree trunk without its rings, Saturn out of orbit, a life gone far too soon. How, oh how, does Jupiter live without it? Blood in its cosmos, of course.

My heels slip on the platform, zephyrs of torrential downpour battering me on all sides. Putting my hair up in a ponytail, magenta eyes subtly dart around the platform. A sinking ship, separated participants, Civilians who needed to be rescued. What was Farrin’s exam like? Kenta, Emile’s too? I sniff. Cold goosebumps pop up through the scales. They were stronger, better, faster, so much more capable than me. I needed to make it. Not for me. For us, for what we’d lost.

Landing on the precarious hull, I’d scan the trembling ship, sprint right towards the first gaggle of people hunched together. I spoke those words you never got to hear. “The Heroes are here! Who’s hurt?” A snotty brat with scraped elbows and knees wails, clinging to a slightly older brat. “W-w-w-w-we crashe-” they start, practically leaping onto me with booger-mashed tears. Ewww ew ewew. One arm curls around the kid; the other hand reaches the top of his head, a pink healing halo finding its way above his head. Did he need it fam? No. Even in the glaring sensory overwhelm that was this whole ordeal, it was clear his wounds were surface-level at best. But I was going to do anything to make him stop crying on my fit. My arm takes the other kid, tail wrapping around her for extra security. “I’m going to take you over to safety now! Please hold on!”

“What about me??” the third asked, a mutant rhinososoaurus easily weighing like a billion pounds. Yeah, what about you- I was about to ask when some Civilian scream shot out on the horizon. I craned my head. People were… flying?! Through the exam zone? Was it a Villain attack? I squinted, rocking the kids in my arms like babies.

Omg, it’s a guy… God put a little less in their cup. In my evil girl mind a plan had formed. “Right this way, Sir! They’ll lead you to safety in the safest way!” I pointed right towards the giant and the guy with the celestial hair. He’s your problem now. Then I sprinted up and over the edge of the boat with the kids in tow, ready to swim back to the rescue boat.

Sebastian Sinclaire Zenkai Hatake

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[attr="class","ZenkaiExposition"]With the first group of survivors now rescued, Zenkai needed to search for more groups of helpless people. Or he would have had he not been interrupted by another student trying to tell him what he was doing was wrong. He didn't really care whether or not what he was doing was wrong, it was the easiest way to get them to safety without him getting wet and he'd continue to do it regardless of what anyone else said. Though what he said next certainly did intrigue him. Teaming up would definitely make things easier for the titan. Hell, if he was lucky he could just sit back and let this dude do most of the work.

Zenkai grinned ear to ear at the proposal opening his arms wide and attempted to pat the white haired student on both shoulders as he spoke "Man am I glad you ran into me" The titan laughed "I'm definitely not reliable but thanks for assuming so! Anyway teaming up sounds perfect, many hands and all that Jazz" The golden boi reached into the crate of life vests and handed Sinclaire a life vest. "I'm Zenkai, pleasure to meetchya, guess we're going to be buddies from now on. Anyway you feel like swimming over to the boats? If not I'm just going to keep yeeting them, less work for me"

Now that introductions were over it was time for the dynamic duo to go hunting "So...You got a plan? I was just going to throw the civis to safety until I couldn't find anymore and then take a nap until ya'll finished off the heroes but..." He let out a sigh as he found another fake weeping civilian, putting the life vest on them before repeating his usual method of extracation. "Guess that's not going to work anymore, please tell me you've got a quirk that's good with dealing with the villains?" Zen hoped he did since he sure as hell wasn't about to use his own quirk.

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]Despite the chaos of the situation, Sebastian kept a level head, treating this for what it really was: a simulation. Nobody here was actually in any danger. The only thing at stake was his chance of going back home to resume his life as a hikikomori. While that might've been a pretty fucking big deal in his eyes, it also wasn't worth stressing over. If he didn't make it, then he didn't make it. Shit happens. "It's not about being lazy. Heroes aren't lazy. You do it right, or you don't do it at all, got it?" God, he nearly vomited echoing the words of his father. "I'll take care of the rescue front. My Quirk is much more suited for that sort of thing anyway. Don't be so hard on yourself, by the way. Look at you, you're built like a boulder. What say you defend me and the civilians while I work on getting them to the other side nice and safe, eh?" he smiled. "Cooperation between heroes is key. Remember, it's not about points: It's about proving that you have the heart of a hero," he said beating a hand over his heart. Seriously, would anyone ever buy that bullshit? It's all about the points! AND THE METS! IT'S ABOUT THE METS BABY LOVE THE METS ALRIGHT BABY LET'S GO GET A HOME RUN BABY LOVE THE METS LET'S GO METS! In this way, Sebastian was going to monopolize as much of the rescue points as possible all while leaving his competition to gamble for points by fighting a villain. On top of that, by putting on this fake as fuck heroic persona, he'd probably earn some extra points too, choking out his competition all while slowly pushing himself to the front of the pack. "I'm taking a big chance trusting a stranger, but...I get the sense that I can count on you to win. You've got that energy all about you! So, partners?" he raised his arm, hand open and outstretched so that they could seal their partnership with a symbolic shake."" [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • Zenkai Hatake •

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[Sada]

Swimming with two children pressed to your chest was a whole, like, event. Especially when the lil snot-nosed Mister’s going on and on, just blah forever like, “hey lady why can’t you use your wings to fly??” Why couldn’t he have been on the other side of the boat? Why’d he have to find me and not the boys? There were some questions only God could answer. I powered through the choppy waters till the ocean spat us out onto the Hero Association boats.

“Bless you.” I pressed my fingertips together until the halo over the kid’s head dissipated. “Two survivors, no signs of major physical injury. Please do your best, or whatever.”

“But I didn’t sneeze!”

With all that gunk on his face?! he got me. A lil smile found my lips just as I turned around, leaping back into the pounding waters. Despite myself, a chill ran through my spine just as the frigid waters bit into the bone. The scene at the rescue boat looked awfully realistic; I totes wasn’t made to be a Hero, but you couldn’t help but see various survivors being triaged and think that things were pretty next level. I had to remind myself it was a simulation. Found my heart choked up seeing survivors near drowning, one after the other wrung back to the rescue boat as my body swelled up under the water and felt like jelly in just a few short moments. By the time I got back to the rig, the sight of a handshake and vests exchanged in the distance, I had a choice to make. As if the universe was reading my thoughts, the broken, busted thing jostled underneath me, deteriorating by the second. I wasn’t spectacular, in any sense of the word. Not strong, not fast, not a good fighter. The only way through was by leaning on others, much as I loathed it.

“Hey guys.” I waved with two fingers towards the giant and celestial-haired dude, strained voice barely audible over the storm. “So, pretty bonkers, right? You need a third?” This part, most important part. Everything is a transaction. Your worth in this world is what you can sell. Your beauty, your quirk. “I’ll help you reach new heights with my quirk. We could be totes unstoppable as a team.”

Sebastian Sinclaire Zenkai Hatake Marcus

[Marcus]

The exercise was well underway now, all over the increasingly tilting ship the hopeful future hero students were getting to work, searching the ship, finding civilians, sending to their respective rescue boats, doing the best that they could with what they knew and making undeniable progress in the process. But, that was just it, wasn't it? The best that they could with what they knew. What they didn't know, of course, was that they had just reached the end of their first timed checkpoint, meaning that they were due for escalation. In this case, the appearance of a villain.

"Alright, Banquet, time for your introduction to the event. Banquet, you're up."

Somewhere in the depths of the ship, deep down in the pits of the cargo hold, a dark-haired figure was finishing up his cigarette, tossing his smoke down and stomping it out as soon as the alert hit the small communicator in his ear. Digging his hands into his pockets, the gangly figure would let a lazy smile spread across his face, taking a look at the small wrist-mounted display that he had been given, seeing the numerous students moving all about up on deck. Right, let's see here...

"Goooot it..." A sleepy, drawn-out voice drawled. "Let's give the young blood a bit o' a scare, shan't we?"

Right, so let's see... The young man thought to himself, letting his head lull forward as his back began to shift and morph. Harihari-nabe for the size, and takoyaki for the appendages...

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Pro Hero "Banquet"

A B-lister hero and one of the trusted industry professionals hired in to play the part of a villain for tonight's exam. Laid-back and welcoming, but also lazy to a fault, Banquet rarely puts in the effort to engage himself in higher-stake heroic bids or furthering his career, leaving him as someone who is talented but complacent, unlikely to ever make it past third-page news and playing parts such as this one where a trained hero presence is required. His quirk, Manifest, allows him to shapeshift to have his body take on attributes and qualities of things that he has recently eaten. For the purposes of this exercise, he enjoyed a large buffet of all kinds of seafood before the exam began.

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Up on deck, the rescue efforts were brought to a pause, interrupted by the sudden creaking of metal and new, disconcerting shifts in the water. The very ship itself seemed to shake and groan, as something large was now shifting its weight down below, and then- Thoom! Frothing water shot up into the air as a massive tentacle, like something belonging to a Kraken of old myth, erupted by the ship's side, as long as the ship itself and thick enough for several people to wrap their arms around without letting their fingers touch. The towering limb waved from side to side, just for long enough to be seen and decidedly freak out some of the students-to-be on the ship, before it slammed down, not hitting anyone but crashing into the deck with enough force to make the whole thing shake. And then, it began to wrap itself around the entire vessel... Metal creaked, and the ship slowly rolled sideways, the deck beginning to lean in a dangerous, diagonal slope. With screaming civilians sliding along the tilting ship and the hull risking to break from the pressure of this tentacle, action needed to be taken, and it needed to be taken quick. What will you do, heroes?

[Zenkai Hatake]

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[attr="class","ZenkaiExposition"]Zenkai might have been dumb but he wasn't stupid, and Sinclair's acting was pretty trashy. It didn't take a genius to realize that this kid was trying to grift him like a used car salesman. Points in this exam were essentially a zero sum game, there was no sharing points for teaming up so if he agreed, his new buddy would be racking up the points with easy rescues while Zen had to work his ass off to earn more points. It was shady as hell for a wanna-be hero to pull that kind of shit and it vaguely reminded him of his brothers.

"I'd like you more if you had just said you wanted the points from rescuing the victims. At least then you'd be honest. Do you even believe what you just said? Do you think I don't realize if I agreed to your terms I would just be handing off all the points to you?" It was slightly annoying that Sinclair was trying to play him for a fool and if the golden boi wasn't trying to do the exact same thing, he probably would have thrown the dude overboard.

Before Zen could say anything more on the subject a third, much more water logged hero joined the fray. The newest hero looked like some angel...or demon...or dragon? Honestly he had NO IDEA where to begin with her but she insisted she was here to help and seemed a lot more sincere than the shaded grifter in front of him. The titan's chances of having an easy time and scoring enough points seemed to be dwindling with every passing minute. At this point he would have to hope that they would get some points for teaming up or he'd have to deal with his annoying ass granddad complaining about why he failed the exam.

Then the fucking Kraken attacked. A large tentacle wrapping around the boat causing even more problems for the three of them. The gigantic appendage was easy enough to dodge but that wasn't the biggest problem. It was tilting the ship and threatening to capsize it. Looking at his two new team mates Zen let out a long sigh, Sinclair admitted he was relatively useless in combat and from what the new girl said it seemed like her quirk was here to help not hurt leaving Zen the only one in eyesight capable of dealing with the actual problem. Fuck.

The titan let out a loud, annoyed sigh "I'm Zenkai, that's Sinclaire, nice to meet you... I guess either help save the civis or help me beat up the actual fucking Kraken, whatever you feel you'd be better suited." Zen shook his head slowly as he turned around to face the tendril. And then he bit into it. And then again and again. Each bite serving as a foot or hand hold as the annoyed giant scaled the tentacle, making his way down towards the base of his new opponent. He didn't know who was causing this much annoyance but they would definitely pay for making him work hard.

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]Damn. Saw right through the bullshit, eh? Under normal circumstances, Sebastian would just concede that he was a snake, but he couldn't afford to do that under the watchful eyes of the examiners. In this scenario, he had no choice but to double down on his bullshit. "Eh? It's not about the points though...Probably. The points are an illusion meant to pit as against each other so that we don't cooperate! Besides, even if it's not a trick to put as against each other...I don't want to be a hero if the job disincentivizes cooperation. We're all on the same side, remember?" Oh god, he really wanted to vomit. Of course, Sebastian didn't entirely believe the bullshit he was spitting. The points had to matter because they wouldn't refuse so many applicants if they didn't matter. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that U.A. received a bunch of goody-two-shoe applicants that actually believed the shit that Sebastian was peddling. If, however, on the offhand that he was right on the money, then he was already playing to that angle. He had both sides covered! "Woah, really!? You can do that!?" he gasped. Another person to split the points with. Perfect. All he needed to do was convince her that she should work on assisting the giant guy in taking down the bad guy. Right on cue, the villain arrived, making the situation much easier for him to spin his way favorably. "Tch! This is a pretty big problem! Miss, do you think you could help Zenkai cover me while I get the civilians to safety! Once everyone's safe, we can work together to take down this monster!" [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • Zenkai Hatake • @sada • Marcus •

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[Sada]

Omg, dramaaaa. I totally loved it, lived for it. The tentacle’s tumultuous hold over the ship, the roar of screaming Civilians over the merciless ocean… was literally lost compared to what I was witnessing between Sinclaire and Zenkai. Jesus could have come back to earth and, just between you and me, I’d still have my periphery on these two. I didn’t know the celestian-haired gent was a conman, didn’t know a lick about these two. But their chaos was my sanctuary. I smiled, all soft lips and arched dark eyebrows. “Mint. I’m Sada.”

Peering between the annoyed giant and Sinclaire, I nodded. His gasp was rad cute. “Mhmyeah.” In my own evil girl, egotistical #af motives, their plan worked just fine with me. I was going to show these examiners I was an all-rounder, not just a squishy support who’d drop out the first week of class as they prolly expected. Be something they’d never seen before. A wolf among sheep, cold-blooded, wise as sin. “Rad plan, you two. I’m honored to work with you,” I started in my deadpan monotone, lifting pink-kissed fingertips gently over Sinclaire’s arm first. I hate touching people. Hate colliding into anyone’s energy field like unwelcome detritus, any contact whatsoever. “This should make you faster for rescuing those civilians,” I said, connecting to his skin before turning to Zenkai, “and this should make you stronger… No idea how that’s going to impact your bite strength, tho. Sorry fam.” if he’d already scaled the tentacle by then, I’d shout those words as I did my best to keep pace with him.

Then I pulled the halo down from my head, brandished it into two separate rings. Leaping onto the rubbery surface, I’d hurl the first ring right into the thick appendage. Then again, and again with the other as sanguine flesh rained around us. Something about me? I cut to kill. Every slice was practice for the real thing. No missed opportunity as I tried my best to cut along the giant’s side as we raced towards the base.

Sebastian Sinclaire Zenkai Hatake

[Zenkai Hatake]

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[attr="class","ZenkaiTitle"]Throughout Heaven And Earth [attr="class","ZenkaiSubtitle"]I Alone Am The Honored One [attr="class","ZenkaiTags"]Sebastian Sinclaire Sada [attr="class","ZenkaiNotes"]

[attr="class","ZenkaiExposition"]"Thanks, don't need it for biting, just for beating the shit out of whoever is doing this" The titan grumbled as he ate more of the tentacle. This was a pain in the ass, not only did they have to put in real work, they let the con artist have his way and now he would get the lion's share of points while him and Sada would deal with everything else. "Yo, Sada, After you're finished cutting that tentacle in half, feel free to save some civi's for some points, with your buff I'm pretty sure I won't need help taking out the sweat behind these tentacles" There, at least Sinclaire wouldn't get
all the points now.

After making sure the con artist wouldn't get all of the civi points Zenkai chewed his way down the tentacle and off the side off the boat down to the lower levels of the ship. Bite by bite the titan made his way towards his intended target, if Zen was someone who got angry he probably would be seething by now but the golden boy didn't do angry. Instead he was just very very annoyed by the amount of effort he had to put into this entire exam and at the villain who had interrupted his good time rescuing people.

Eventually Zenkai found himself on the lower deck facing of his annoyance, a purple haired hero who looked like he'd just gotten up from a nap. His hand also seemed to be the source of the tentacle wrecking the ship giving Zenkai a queasy feeling in his stomach. Did he just eat octopus or did he literally just eat chunks out of this man's hand? Honestly the golden boi didn't want to know but he had to ask the question.

"Yo...Did I just eat your hand on the way down here?" Zen cocked his head slightly as he began to stretch out, preparing for the fight to come. "Actually, don't answer that...Let me just kick your ass, please? I want to go back to the easy points"

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]Here he thought that the giant musclehead would be one of those stereotypical idiots. Of all the people he could've chosen to con during this exam, he just had to pick the one that was suspicious of the competition. Where are all those starry-eyed hero fanatics that eat up all of that bullshit that he tried to peddle? No matter. Zenkai may not have trusted with Sebastian but by agreeing to go and fight the villain, he played right into Sebastian's hands. The more time he spent fighting the villain, the more time Sebastian had to try and monopolize as many points as possible. Ideally, the villain will take Zenkai out of the equation entirely, easily, eliminating probably the biggest competitor (literally and figuratively) in this group. The new girl, Sada, was an entirely different problem. He imagined that directly supporting his rescue efforts would mean she'd get to siphon off some of his rescue points. Unfortunately, he couldn't think of a way to deny her help without totally exposing himself as the liar and cheat that he was. Unfortunately, he'd need to take the L on this one and pray that the villain was strong enough that he could force Sada into focusing all of her attention on supporting Zenkai. "Incredible," he passed, flexing his hands. This time he wasn't lying. Whatever Sada had done to him was making him stronger. It tickled and felt warm—or maybe he was just imagining that. He didn't like it. Being strong is the worst. It's inconvenient. The burden of the mighty was way too heavy for him to bear. Just this once, he'd have to accept it though—just long enough until he can make it through this stupid exam. If there was one thing about her quirk that he did like it was the pink halo. Pink is the best color. "Thank you, Miss Sada. I promise I won't let your power go to waste!" Blegh. Almost vomited there. While they focused their attention on the villain, Sebastian got to helping people across. He started by jumping to the other boat by making a path of invisible air trampolines. Once the path was set, he traveled back along it and began instructing people across. "Don't worry, folks, we're going to give it our everything to make sure you get to the other boat safely. Just jump right across like I did. I promise you that you won't fall, and I'll do everything in my power to keep this monster from getting even remotely close to you!" God, he wanted to die right then and there. [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • Sada • Marcus •

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[Sada]

There’s nothing better you can do, like literally in all of life, than adding onto drama that’s already there. It’s free therapy. Witnessing reality TV unfold right before you without the subscription. I’m a glam girl but I love a steal. “Mhmyeah,” I said to the giant before mad ducking, a fraction of a second away from getting my head lobbed off by a tentacle, “y’know, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to let him have all the rescue points.” I grinned, a dark, evil thing as I whispered. “If you really want, set him up at the end so that you have no choice but to save him. Then totes all his points would go to yours, right?” I was lowkey, highkey sure that wasn’t how it worked at all. But you can’t blame a girl for trying.

Magenta irides peer over to where our target was. He was easy to find, cute halo propped over his head and all. And I… couldn’t help but be in awe, despite myself. Couldn’t know exactly what his power was - constructs, invisible platforms? - but there was no denying the presence of a Hero in the way he lead the flock, a grand shepherd to the sheep, his prior words bouncing about in my head like holy bells. Whatever his intentions, Sinclaire would be a good Hero. This guy too. Was his a muscular quirk? I look back on over to what’s in front of me when –

WHAM!!!

I screech like a bat out of hell when one of the writhing tentacles slams me straight into my chest, knocks me off my feet. Thank God for barely-above average coordination! Soaked high heels zip back atop the rubbery appendage before I can fall off, hands prying for clearance. I clear my throat, pretending like nothing happened despite the red mark ghosting over the point of impact. Looking cool as possible as I get to Zenkai’s side, I bare both halos in front of me, bangs totally shook and awkwardly out of place. “Villain. Sinner. You have one chance to give up your misdeeds or bear the consequences of what he said. The ass-kicking.” I like to save cuss words for moments just like these. Plus I’m still supes embarrassed.

Sebastian Sinclaire Zenkai Hatake

[Demura Kano]

"Easy points, huh?" A yawn escaped Banquet's mouth alongside the question, the hero-turned-pretend-villain blinking to get whatever tiredness still lie in his eyes out of them. His arm shrunk down back to its original size and appearance, no worse for wear save for some light bruising and cuts along its length. He rubbed it gingerly, stretching it out and in as if he were in some kind of yoga class. "Calling the civilians "easy points" ain't really in the spirit of the exam, don't you think?" He said.

He then began cricking his neck, rubbing it to ease whatever tension was still in it, out. "Be more like your friend here. Get into the mood. One tip, if you two would allow it." Thick, red plates began to cover his body like that of a suit of armor, forming a powerful exoskeleton around him, courtesy of some onigara-yaki. Both his arms, however, were covered up my curled claws, one not resembling those possessed by most species of lobster in the world. In fact, if one was familiar with sea wildlife, they more resembled those of the limbs held by prawns, or shrimp. "Take this seriously from now on. 'Cause if ya' don't, you're gonna fail." Banquet sometimes had to go out of his way to get specific materials and foods in order to gain their properties. The buffet he'd eaten in preparation of the test was varied, and contained a lot of classic dishes, with sources one might expect. But some of them... had a twist in their ingredients. Like the shrimp tempura. Instead of regular shrimp, it contained those of the snapping shrimp family. Or famously known as, the pistol shrimp.


Suddenly, Banquet's arm would jerk, snapping back and forward faster than its massive size might betray. A huge shockwave would ripple outwards from him, tearing and cracking the walls and floor of the deck as they traveled towards both Zenkai and Sada, following by several more follow up shots.

Sebastian would feel the ship tremor and creak from the lower levels, though it didn't do much to disrupt his current activity of hoarding rescue points for himself. Though it'd probably be in his best interest to hurry along, as the first interval was hit, and the ship noticeably began to sink further into the water and tilt.

"The lone fool creates escape. He does not know yet what awaits. I am him, the peril." A voice from above him echoed, sounding as if it were said through a badly tuned radio. Upon looking up, he would see a figure looking down on him from overhead.

Sada, Sebastian Sinclaire, Zenkai Hatake