[Chameli Sharma]

Another busy day at her family restaurant, Chameli was trying to do her best to keep up with the work load. From seating, guessing, taking orders, busing tables, and even helping cook, she was as usual involved in as much as she could to help everything continue smoothly. It was starting to get late, and with her mother back from a break, which she had to almost beg her mother to take, Chemeli was finally ready to take a break of her own after taking care of one last bit of business: throwing out the trash. She would lug the bag out through the back door, and she would talk and joke with the cooks as they prepared their dishes. Pushing through the back doors, she would be in a back alleyway behind the restaurant. There were a few trash bins lined up next to one another, all containing things, as a restaurant does have its fair share of waste. Opening the trash container, she would struggle a bit to throw the trash bag in before closing the lid and brushing her hands together, giving a sigh of relief. Now it was time for her break, or so she thought. She had done this what seemed like a thousand times, but this time she noticed something different—a young man who was standing next to the bin. He would slowly make his way towards her, and Chameli would smile and wave politely. It was an odd place for someone to spend their time, but she wasn’t one to judge. The man would grind as she walked towards him, and the sound of a bottle being knocked over would echo throughout the alley, but the sound came from behind her. She would quickly peek behind her, taking a step back as she headed for the door back inside. "I didn’t know you all were having a meeting. Sorry for interrupting." As she reached for the door, a head would reach out, holding the door closed. Where she had only seen one, there were now three. "Hey, what’s the rush? It seems like you all have been busy today. How much money do you guys make?" One of the thugs would ask. Chameli would force a smile before responding. "We’ve been pretty busy, but I don’t know what you’re thinking—a lot of cops and pro-heroes come here." She would be cut off yet again by the thugs. "That’s not what I asked. I said, How much money is in the register?" Chameli would sigh. She was almost disappointed; for her, it was much more of a shame that there were only three. "Because it’s either the money or the cute little necklace you’ve got on." The thug would say pointing while pointing at it. "Until we get what we came for," A small pause would come as the thugs would step in a bit closer. The alleyway is so confined. Even if she called for help, who would hear it? Over the noises coming from the kitchen, even the cooks would have been forgiven if they didn’t hear. So it seemed like she was on her own. "No one is taking my necklace. And you won’t be getting a single dollar from this restaurant." She would respond by taking a taekwondo fighting stance. To which the thugs would begin to laugh. "Girly, aren’t you the owner's daughter? You don’t have a quirk. So I’d suggest you just hand over the necklace or the money, and you won’t get hurt!" One of the thugs shouted. Although the kitchen was loud, the yelling might have been enough to get the attention of someone nearby on the street. Sendo Orochi

[Sendo Orochi]

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[attr="class","header1"]Sendo Orochi

[attr="class","header2"]There is only one rule in the jungle-The lion's hungry he EATS

Sendo was now a UA student and thought about treating himself as a reward. He heard of a new restaurant that seemed to have some good food in that restaurant. He decided to give it a try after succeeding in becoming a student in UA High. Sendo took out his phone while on the way to the restaurant. He started a chat with his Mother.

Sendo: Hey Mom!
Mom: Hi Sendo. How's everything?

Sendo: Nothing much, just passed the exam
Mom: Of course you did. You are my Super G.

Sendo: No offense, but it is wierd as all hell, when you say it mom.
Mom: LOL. Anyway congrats and also please be careful and please go easy. Danger will be attracted to you far more than before becoming a student at UA. But more so, try not to hospitalize other students.

Sendo: Can't promise that.
Mom: Hope someone knocks some sense into your stubborn wild ass.

Sendo: Only one person has ever kicked my ass. No one else has or will.

As sendo walked in and as soon as he entered through the door, he heard a commotion around the corner of the building. He observed the situation as a woman that looked around his age looked in trouble. Sendo signed he thought that this isn't his business. He took one step back and then another thought came to mind. He is training to be a Hero so he can't be an asshole.

Sendo walked to the situation with his hands in his pocket. "Hey! What's all the commotion about?" Sendo asked an obvious question as he knows what is going on. "You guys should leave before a Hero or police comes. I already made a call."

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As the thug saw that Chameli had no intentions of doing either, he would smirk. "Well, I guess we’ll have to do this the hard way then." He’d respond with a laugh, and the other would begin the laugh with him, punching his palm and cracking his knuckles. "Don’t say I didn’t warn you." His sentence would be cut short by the arrival of someone else in the alleyway. They were all roughly the same again, but the newcomer was just slightly taller than the group leader and his thugs. There would be an awakened silence for a moment as they watched him enter with his hands in his pocket. His question would get another laugh out of the bunch as one of the goons would respond. "We’re just discussing some finances!" They’d say it with a snickering voice. The leader’s smirk would widen as he looked in Sendo’s direction. "Oh, no, the Boy Scout called the police!" He shouted in a mocking tone before turning back to Chameli with the intention of reaching out and snatching her necklace. "Well then, I guess this has to be quick; I’m not going to tell you again; hand over the nec-" His words would be cut short for a reason: a strong kick to the side of his knee, forcing him to buckle down, followed up by another strong kick directed to his chest, using a small spin to give the kick just a bit more strength. The thug would manage to get his hands up in time to block his chest, but the force would still be enough to push him against the wall. Chameli had heard enough talking, and the entrance of this new guy was just the opening she needed to get started. There would be a bit of a pause in the alleyway for a moment, and as her strikes were quick, it almost took the other three a moment to register what had just happened. "No one is taking my necklace." Although it wasn’t her intention to pull the good samaritan who came to assist her into the conflict, it is what happened as the close thug to him would grab a nearby bottle, swinging it at his head, as another would rush towards him and the other towards Chameli in an attempt to help their leader. "Let’s mess them up!" Sendo Orochi

[Sendo Orochi]

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[attr="class","header2"]There is only one rule in the jungle-The lion's hungry he EATS

As the thugs reacted with aggression, Sendo's focus sharpened, and he swiftly moved into action. His instincts and honed combat skills would guide him through the chaotic situation.

Sendo would maintain his composure, his body fluid and responsive to the threats unfolding before him. As the thug swung the bottle at his head, Sendo would quickly duck, narrowly evading the attack. With a swift motion, he would counter by delivering a precise and powerful strike to the thug's midsection, aiming to incapacitate him temporarily.

Simultaneously, Sendo would keep a vigilant eye on Chameli's safety. As the thug rushed toward her, aiming to assist their leader, Sendo would pivot on his heel, launching himself forward with incredible speed. He would intercept the thug's path, meeting their charge head-on. Employing his agility and well-honed reflexes, Sendo would evade the thug's attack, sidestepping their strike while simultaneously delivering a series of rapid, precise strikes aimed at his temple incapacitating them without causing severe harm.

As the other thugs began to register the chaos that was unfolding, Sendo's presence and his swift, effective counterattacks would make them hesitate. Their overconfidence would waver, realizing that they had underestimated both Sendo and Chameli.

"You have 5 seconds," Sendo would say, his voice commanding and firm. "Then you will be eating your food through a straw. Then in 10 seconds, your feet will be turned 180 degrees; if you don't know, it will face the opposite direction. Now this is where you run for your lives."

Sendo's confidence and physical prowess would be evident, serving as a deterrent to the remaining thugs. Right now, Sendo's eyes began to glow and the thugs that remained a bit of consciousness slowly ran away after his eyes were glowing.

Meanwhile, Sendo would also glance toward the newcomer who had entered the alleyway. He would assess their intentions, be ready to adapt his strategy if needed, and potentially work together to neutralize the threat posed by the thugs.

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In almost an instant, Chameli’s worry about her would-be defender was forgotten, as with his shift movements, he would not only take care of his own attack but the thug who attempted to make their way towards her as well. His speed was easily comparable to his own, but his strikes were much less violent as he aimed to simply deter them instead of injuring them, and his statement was more than clear. His quick strike at the swinger of the bottle easily forced him to fall over, dropping the bottle as he fell and quickly curling up, holding his stomach. A simple yet effective strike, as the next person who attempted to defend their boss wouldn’t be quite as lucky to receive one simple strike but instead strike multiple times. The strikes would be more than enough to not only stop his attack but knock him off balance, throwing him to the floor as he would also reel from the strikes, taking a bit of time to gather himself only to look back up and see Sendo standing above him, which would set him into a bit of a panic as he did his best to crawl backwards. That only left the one standing, who had quickly realized with the police on their way that continuing to fight was a lost cause, taking a small but shuffled step back as if he was ready to leave his companions behind in the hopes of saving himself. The dust would settle quickly as their leader used the wall behind him to help him stand back up to his feet, his stance showing Chameli’s first kick had done a bit more damage than what would have been initially expected. He would lock eyes with Chameli for a movement before doing the same with Sendo and then looking over to his friend, who seemed as if he was ready to turn tail. He seemed to grimace at Sendo’s threat as the thought of his attack would run through his mind, only to be put to rest by the glowing of his eyes. It was clear that both Sendo and Chameli meant business. A fight with her would be too messy, and he knew it, so he would have to choose the other option and turn tail. Gesturing his friend over, he would move slowly, with hands up, as he would also hobble towards him, holding onto him to help prop himself up. "Boys, we’re out of here, but we’ll be seeing you two around." He would comment as the other two slowly stood back up to their feet, unaware of what hurt most—their bodies or their pride—as they sulked out of the alleyway, leaving Chameli and Sendo alone. Chameli’s eyes would narrow as she walked them away, their idol threat holding more truth than they knew, as she would slowly follow them out of the alley and watch as they continued on the street, taking note of the direction they were heading. They would see at least one of them again, and they wouldn’t be walking away quite so easily. Once they were at a safe distance, she would turn her attention to Sendo. Giving him a bit of a smile before she spoke. "I didn’t really need it but thank you for the help." As she spoke, a cook would push his head out of the alley door, looking around. "I thought I heard banging around back here; everything's alright." "Yes, everything is fine, Abi! Go back inside." She would interject as he would sigh before closing the door and returning inside. Before she would turn her attention back to Sendo. "You hungry?" Sendo Orochi