[Sada]

A few weeks into the school year brought me to Tokyo University Hospital.

I was mad behind schedule in my bid for becoming a top Hero candidate, asap. Didn’t help that some people, like my most amazing dreamboat significant other or the two dudes at my Hero exam, just had that much more rizz than I ever could. Better quirks. More finesse. Were just meant to do Heroism, felt it in just about everything they did or stood for. Okay, maybe not entirely that Sinclaire guy, but you know what I mean!

Anyway, someone like me had to get going, super mega pronto, on finding other ways to shine. Tracing the shadow of a doctor who led me through the immaculate white walls, a volunteer pin stabbed through my chest, was just the right way to go. My mind filtered out her words somewhere, lost in the strong antiseptic and occasional groan across the halls. Glossy heels tapped along, nowhere near out of place with everyone else’s fits. We were at the Hero trauma unit, first floor, where they brought injured Heroes or Hero-associated in for fast relief. Major impact injuries, like third degree burns or shot wounds. Get them healed up, then bounce them right back to the fray. Or discharge them with a day off. idk I don’t make the rules. Anyway, since I was finally eighteen after like ten thousand years of waiting, they let me shadow and heal. Healing as long as I was under the doctor’s direct supervision, just in case my quirk accidentally grew someone a third eye or whatever. Would be super sick if it did. That’s much radder than quirk laws or whatever.

“Now Sada, a major consideration we have as doctors is something called our bedside manner,” the doctor said as I clutched her clipboard to my chest, side-eyeing everyone I saw. “Building an empathetic, supportive link with our patients begins with how we speak to them-”

“Hey, where’s my bandaid?!”

“LISTEN!!” I smirked. “IF YOU HAVE ENERGY TO COMPLAIN YOU MUST NOT NEED IT!!” The dude stretched out with his leg in a pretzel keels forward, eyes bulging out of his head with anger. The doctor smiles back at me. “As I was saying, bedside manner is an ongoing priority here at Tokyo U. Will you please retrieve this vial from the storage room?” She scrawls out something in that wicked doctor handwriting, and it’s by a miracle of God I can read it. I nod, halo over my head slightly tilting forwards, then backwards too, as I turn heel to the other side of the hospital wing.

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Hospital in. Hospital out. It was so routine at this point that May knew most of the staff by name. She’d been coming to this hospital for blood draws and studies for sixteen years now. So today was no different. A weekly check of her vitals and a blood draw to explore the nature of her quirk. She hummed softly as she sat on a padded bed as the nurse drew blood from her tattooed arm. There was a theory that the ‘time’ it displayed was linked to something in her blood that was affected when she used her quirk. But it was just a theory.

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Looking to the nurse, May would smile, “Hey, they need volunteers today at all? Uncle Satori said volunteering is helpful to stay on the path of a good hero.” The nurse giggled and smiled, ”That’s some good advice. How is he doing these days? The world of heroes hasn’t seen much of him in some time. And yes, we could certainly use some volunteers in the Hero wing today! I’ll get you a badge.” The nurse withdrew the needle and pressed a heart covered pink bandaid over the draw site.

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The bandaid made May chuckle, “Oooh, going for the cute bandaids today huh? As for my uncle. He’s doing good. He’s a teacher at UAU. I’d love a badge! Happy to help with anything!”

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”Volunteer duty too?” She offered casually. She hadn’t expected to be volunteering the same day so she was still dressed in her UAU uniform, as ugly as it was. At least it was comfortable and didn’t come with completely impractical heels like the other woman was wearing. May was a frequent flier of this particular hospital but she didn’t recognize the other woman at all, and that was saying something since she knew basically everyone!

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Rokuhane Miroru

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It hurt.

Miroru sat on the edge of her bed looking out into the hallway, watching the candystripers and doctors wander past, some with urgency, others at lazy paces, the clacking of impractical heels and the thuds of practical shoes filling her room alongside the inescapable chatter of distant, muted voices. The fox's arms were wrapped in burn dressings nearly to the elbow, her fingers free and confusingly unbandaged. Her face was a little tense, but mostly? Flat. This wasn't new.

Every time Miroru managed to push her abilities to a new plateau, it had a price. It was like muscles, really- you have to tear muscles to build muscles. And so, she'd pushed herself, and so, she had extended and renewed her scars, increasing the coverage of those furrowed, angry furrows further up her arms.

It hurt- but it was progress, and she accepted the cost of her advancement.

Even though that cost was currently the insipid boredom of being reduced to people watching out of the hospital room she occupied for the moment.

I can pay no price too great for justice.

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[Rui Matsui]

Yo yo yo!!! Sneaking into a university hospital like this was pretty sick bestie!! Rui even got to wear one of those fancy white doctor capes that all doctors wear. Obviously it was way too big for her small frame but that didn’t matter, if anyone thought she might be an imposter she would just start talking about the mitochondria again. Worked all the time every time!! She wasn’t going to hang around for long either, just long enough to poison some patients with this toxic stuff she had gotten off her bestie Tamaki at a reasonable price. Pretty powerful stuff too, way too bitter for Rui to use in her home cooking. However, that made it perfect for her little experiment. Rui’s passive healing was strong enough to withstand the poison, but how about her external healing? How could she find out if it was strong enough?

Duh! Poison some weak defenseless patients, bestie! The only problem was she didn’t know where the medicine and all that fancy stuff was kept. Surely she could just ask for directions tho! People always listened to others when they were wearing doctor capes. Turning and walking into one of the patient rooms, Rui looked at Miroru with wide eyes before grinning. “Heysies bestie!! How are you doing, you look really hurt lemme see lemme see!” She reached out to inspect her arms. She probably couldn’t poison this one, but she could make her feel a little better. “I’ll do you a solid, just keep it between you and me, kaysies?” She whispered and held an index finger over her lips as she gave Miroru a wink. Assuming the student didn’t resist, the skin on Rui’s arms would come undone and wrap around Miroru’s like bandages. A warm, healing sensation should flood through her body if all things proceeded like normal. “Totes wicked, isn’t it?” She made her skeletal fingers dance as she giggled. A few moments later the healing ritual was over and Rui’s skin wrapped back around her own hands. “So like, how are you feeling, bestie??” She put her hands in her lap and leaned in, eyes big with curiosity.

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t the slow-mo Joe speeds the world trudged about around him, plotting Farrin's course by and between the crowds that populated Tokyo's street was nothing short of a leisurely stroll. Yeah, he was a volunteer too today, though not quite in the same fashion as his most fashionable Sada. No, he essentially served the role of an intern sent to grab everyone's lunch and coffee. Still had to wear the pin though. Le sigh. 

 Zooming through the hospital's front entrance, Farrin skid to a stop ahead of the front desk. One of the receptionists, Okane, danced her fingers across the keyboard while speaking on the phone. The seconds that went by between his arrival and her finishing the call passed as hours in his mind, but who was he to rush hospital staff? When the young woman finished she looked up to the time-turner with a smile.

"What is this, lunch run number ten, new guy?" 

"Somethin' like that." This was his thirteenth run, actually. "Know what floor Dr. Tamotsu is on? He told me he'd be flitting about fer' a few hours." 

He wanted to drop his most beautiful dragoness's iced coffee off first, but playing favorites would reflect poorly on her. He was only really here for the day, where this was becoming Sada's gig outside of school now. After the attempted mugging the prior night, though, he wanted to be nearby for at least a day, just in case.

"Yeah. He's on the third floor now. Another of the hero-wards. Ms. Tanaka's still here on the first. Just thought you'd want to know," she said with a smile.

His and Sada's relationship was no secret, despite the hospital staff acting as though he was running around waiting to make his move. The move now was getting his girl her coffee, people. First stop, third floor. He placed the plastic bag holding Dr. Tamotsu's lunch down for a moment, dug his phone out, and thumbed Sada a text. 

-I'll be by the nurse's station with the goods in a few-

She'd see when she saw it. He was in no particular rush outside of fetching everyone their food. In a blur, he was gone - off to the third floor. 

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[Sada]

I was totally caught off guard by the dame in the storage room. Totally shouldn’t be; with her soft pink hair and the voluminous luster of her eyes, she’s the type of person you’d recognize from the literal ozone. No way she was blending in with the monochromatic silence of plastic bins and white vials. That UAU outfit tho?... On main, in public? I scrunched my nose internally. She had too sick a tattoo to be going around wearing that old fit in public. I observed her, rbf doing its thing, wondered what was going on with that pink heart bandaid over her arm.

“Yeah.” Awkward as I am, I strode on over to one of the shelves, mindlessly busying myself with looking for whatever the previous doctor wanted. I eyed her still out of my periphery, wondering where to even start. Girls like me, we don’t make small talk. Nor friends, nor goals, wishes, whatever. My heart’s born in blood. A familial obligation, and that’s that.

But something compels me.

“I…” I’m almost biting the words back - “Go to UAU too. Aren’t the outfits this year so ugly? You’re totally modeling it though.” I grabbed what I needed, cradling it in arms hugged with leather. Then followed her where she stood by the door, nodding at her. All the way up at her, supermodel giant she was. “What do you think about the start of the school year? Totes crazy, right?”

It was then my soulmate dreamboat’s text came through my halo. My face lit up in an automatic smile, super uncharacteristic for me, something I quickly tried to hide away as soon as I was doing it. Couldn’t stop the flush crawling up my neck face. you’re literally everything. i love you. Shooting it off via halo, pressing the neon edge of the ring, I looked back to the supermodel.

Assuming we started walking, it wouldn’t be long before I overheard a conversation. Hooded magenta eyes flew over to one of the windows, a young doctor present with someone with what looked like wrapped up arms. A foxbabe, only way that made sense to describe her. I squinted.

Bestie?

Like, people actually have friends?

Ugh.

“She has impeccable bedside manner.” I rolled my eyes. “Some girls just get all the luck in this world. She’s cute too but that coat being way too big for her is totes, like, last year.” I gave May that look before strolling into the door.

“Hi doctor. Here are some supplies for this room. Or whatever. Isthereanythingyouneedfromus.” Total physical dread.

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May didn’t mind awkward too much. She could respect someones dislike of talking, or not wanting to. So she went about her business, filling up her little cart until the demon-like lady finally spoke to her. She paused and turned, offering a smile at the response. She looked down at herself, realizing the observation was spot on. She was in fact still in her UAU uniform, because she’d come directly from her classes to the hospital.

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May chuckled, “A fellow student! I’m surprised we haven’t bumped into one another. I’m sure I’d have recognized you.” She shrugs, she had the memory of a teaspoon at the best of times. It’s why she had to re-read her notes in class a dozen times to actually fully retain most of the information presented to her. May was very much more of a hands-on learner than a book-learner.

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“I don’t know about this year. This is my first year ever, but I can’t disagree. THey really didn’t aim for cuteness did they?” A flush slipped into her cheeks at the sudden compliment, “Thank you. But I don’t think anyone could model well in these uniforms. The color scheme is ghastly. I forgot I was even wearing it until now.” She wrinkled her nose a little bit and nudged her cart gently through the door as they ended up walking together down the hall.

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“Honestly, It has been. I’m not sure what I was expecting when I applied for a Hero School. But it’s well and beyond where my expectations had sat. My teacher knocked me out in our first class! It was a good experience but my head is still kind of rattling.” May rubbed her head a bit to accentuate the point. The fading hints of a bruise along her hairline were just slightly visible.

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Running her fingers over her tattooed arm as they walked, a nervous habit of her’s, she’d note the other girls sudden smile. The way her face seemed to light up and then get forcefully shut down.

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~She reminds me of my sister. So I’d best not mention seeing the smile.~

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May would turn her gaze forwards, pushing her cart along and pausing alongside Sada while gazing into the nearby room.

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“Maybe she’s been doing it a long time or something?” May offered a small shrug at the look that Sada gave her. May wasn’t really the judgy type. It had never been her style. Her motto was to be kind to everyone and leave a positive impact on them. So she was helpless to respond all that much.

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It would seem though, that May and Sada were delivering to the same room. May pushed in beside her and motioned to Sada, ”What she said. Anything you need from us?” She wasn’t sure why but the ‘doctor’ gave her kind of a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Miroru blinked at the... doctor..? Entering, squinting at the outfit beneath the coat. "Uh. Bestie? I don't- think we've met," the foxtailed girl said, ears folding back worriedly. "Keep- what between-"

The redhead's eyes popped wide in shock as Rui's skin just UNRAVELLED OFF HER BODY. Entirely overwhelmed by the stunning sight, she stared at those skeletal, waggly fingers, and only really tuned back in as the flesh returned to its place, leaving her to rub her arms in quiet shock. "Is- you're not-" She considered for a moment, then asked simply, "Better. Much better. The pain's entirely gone." She felt compelled to ask, though- "Is there any side effect of this? If not, that's one of the most amazing Quirks I've ever-"

She stopped as some unfamiliar faces slid into the room, blinking at the pair as they addressed the "doctor", apparently candystripers looking for tasks to do. Or... something? The girls- both of whom had cute hair colors- were acting kinda funny. This whole situation felt like it was going sideways, and the temptation to warp light and vanish was increasing rapidly. She felt like she'd done something wrong by letting herself get healed, and the idea of possible consequences raining down on her was folding her ears back from stress!

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'A kill must be done so that no other people see you.' the first rule of assassination echoed in Sho's mind as he continued to
blend into the hospital as an intern. The target he was contracted for was a businessman who had some unpaid debts and had received a 'visit' from some yakuza members earlier that week. A few broken bones later and he was admitted to the hospital with a security detail in case there was a follow-up visit. This was where Sho came into the picture days prior he had legitimately offered his services as a temporary intern going under the name of Yuji Igarashi. For days he showed up and work diligently to build up his positive karma prior to his work.
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Earlier that day after having learned the full layout of the hospital he went into action. During a shift change for the guards that worked there, he had entered a storage closet and pulled himself through the walls using his quirk. Right as the new guards took their post he struck, using a thin needle to puncture the man's heart causing him to flatline quickly right then and there. Before anyone could notice he retreated back to the same closet he entered walking about with supplies to help out the nurses.
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It was not much later that he learned from Lilian who was currently at the home he shared with the two girls that Rui was going to be at the same hospital to cause some havoc. Having just performed a heavily karmic act he internally sighed as he came to the conclusion that if Rui was there to do anything other than heal he would stop her. He had planned for today to be his last day regardless and would spend the next few days under his vigilante alias, but for now, he still had work to do.
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With a tray of coffee, he made his way to the stairs to check on his dumbass of a sister. All three of the siblings had their own issues but Rui in particular tended to get into situations that she couldn't deal with easily on her own. They worked well as a team but individually they were frankly extremely unbalanced. As he went to open the door to the stairway he nearly collided with Farrin who was basically sprinting through the halls also carrying some coffee. Sho flashed him a smile and held the door open for him to pass through "They have you on coffee duty as well, huh?" he would step through after Farrin did "Where are you headed?" he was hoping that they weren't going the same way, he had an eye for troublesome people and Farrin definitely fit the bill.

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[Rui Matsui]

''It is, isn't it?'' The kind of pain Miroru had suffered was no big deal for Rui and her healing powers. ''No sidies, bestie! You just relax now and have a nap- but first you should drink something!'' She whipped her head around when Sada and May entered the room, smiling and raising her arms above her head in celebration. ''Besties! You came right in the nick of time! Gimme gimme!'' She made grabby hands at the supplies before accepting them from Sada.

''Anything I need? Thank you for offering besties, you're totes getting promoted!! I need to go sort this medicine and make sure every patient gets their stuff, you know the drill!'' She stood up, 4'9 tall with a confident grin on her face. Doctors were always confident while wearing their coat-capes, she had learned that much from TV shows! ''In the meantime, could you look after her?'' She looked back at Miroru, ''I think our bestie hurt herself pretty bad and could use some company.'' She flashed Miroru a wink before turning around, leaving the room with big steps. ''Anyways, off I gosies!!''

It wasn't ideal, but once no one was looking Rui rushed into the nearest broom closet and took out the poison vials she was hiding on her person. How much had she been told to mix in with the medicines? Had she even been told that? What kind of chemical reactions were she about to concoct? She had no clue!! And that totes made it like, all the more exciting!!! The point was to test how strong her healing quirk was anyways, so the stronger the poison was, the better. Maybe she should just substitute that fox girl's 'medicine' for an entire vial of nothing but poison instead. For science and stuff!!

After her little private science lab session Rui would come marching into the room where May, Sada and Miroru were gathered. ''Aaaaall seems to beeeee in order!'' She stood at attention on order, beaming at the girls before placing the medical supplies back on May's cart. ''Could you be a super bestie and cart this around to every room? The medicine is labelled with the patients' full names.'' She looked at May while demonstrating by holding up a random glass of pills that was indeed labelled. She had been unable to poison that one!!

''What were you talking about while I was gone?'' She looked up at Sada. ''Let me guess! It was about her medicine and how totes yummers it's gonna be, right?! Here!'' She whooshed around to the side of Miroru's bed and handed her an inconspicuous-looking bottle of 100% poison. ''It's gonna taste like cookies and cream!!'' It wasn't.

Miroru
Sada
May Twenty-First
Shō Matsui
Farrin

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F

arrin's face was framed only in a smile when received Sada's text back. It required every ounce of strength not to fire a message back immediately but, even with the world moving all slow around him, some of the hospital's lower floors could be quite crowded during certain hours. Wouldn't want to risk losing Dr. Tamotsu lunch... or Sada's coffee. An angry Sada was a frightening Sada.

The time-turner darted down the hall, dashing between doctors and nurses, and past the elevator lobby. The world was slow enough in his mind. There was no way he was waiting for an elevator. No, instead, Farrin pried open the stairwell door and zoomed up three flights. Murphy's Law had almost struck upon his exit. The door opened just as he reached putting the precious cargo at risk, but the coffee and lunch were saved by a quick swerve and full stop just ahead of Shō. 

Farrin turned down the temporal trickery, his golden clock-dial eyes fading to red - and those eyes darted between Shō's face and the coffee tray he carried. "Yup, playin' fetch fer' coffee n' food all day. Whatever greases the gears, I guess." What else did he really have to offer? Temporal acceleration could speed up the healing process over a long enough period of time, but that also meant going through the thick of a patient's pain or illness all the sooner, before proper medication could be applied, as well.

"Eh, droppin' Dr. Tamotsu lunch off up 'ere, then back ta' the first floor fer me. How 'bout yerself?" 

Small talk was garbage, but the lad had held the door for him. Politeness merited politeness in kind. "Well, good luck not droppin'' in one o' these rooms outta boredom! See yuh' 'round maybe," Farrin would give in response to whatever destination Shō offered. It wouldn't be long before Farrin returned to the stairwell though. 

He moseyed down the hall and dropped the bag of fast food off at the third-floor nurse's station. "Hey there! Dropin' this off fer' Dr. Tamotsu. Gotta go. Thanks!" They would hold onto it for the good doctor and Farrin had a far higher priority drop to make. Fast food was an odd choice given Tamotsu's profession, but whatever. Doctor knows best and all that. Besides, all that mattered now was seeing Sada, so back to the first floor it was. And so, Farrin made his return trip to the stairwell.   

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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