[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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The knock came rather out of nowhere. Nobody in the room had any reason to expect a visitor just now, but there it was- a firm knock all the same. "Housewarming present!" The voice was unfamiliar, but feminine, friendly, warm and at least projecting confidence. "Don't worry, I did my research and I promise you're not gonna open the door to a dead flower arrangement or a rotting fruit basket. My name's Miroru? You probably don't know who I am, but I'm trying to make sure everyone gets a proper welcome to the dorms?"

A peek through the fisheye would reveal a short girl with fluffy fox red hair to match the ears poking out the top of her head, and a tail swishing behind her in a faint display of anxiety she didn't have entirely under control. She was holding something, but it was below the view of the peephole.

"... this is Tanaka-san's room, right..?"

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[Tanaka Shikyo]

Dusk 

    The knock at the door was certainly a surprise. Shikyo hadn't expected anyone to stop by her new dorm room, she had barely even gotten herself unpacked by the time she heard the voice peaking up from behind the door. They at least seemed to put the girl at ease as they mentioned not bringing flowers or fruit, Shikyo had long sense learned to deal with the fact that often she would be gifted things that would simply rot away in her hands. It was still nice, however, to be assured that this wasn't one of those times.

    Shikyo figured there was nothing to loose at this point as long as the visitor didn't get too close. So Shikyo would find herself near the back of the room before speaking up, "Come in, it's open." 

    When Miroru opened the door she'd be greeted by a room covered wall to wall in posters and album covers for various bands, morose TV shows, or other gothic brands. She would also be greeted by the site of fully grey skin, contrasted with stark white hair, and the noticeable visage of a skull imprinted across the young woman's face. Shikyo would give a small bow to the new house guest she had in front of her before gesturing towards a desk that was placed near the front of the room, a chair sat in front of it.

    "Thank you for stopping by. Be careful though."

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Miroru opened the door and stepped in once directed, lifting a hand to wave all friendly-like as she entered, flashing her best smile! "You're welcome, Tanaka-san! It's my-"

The sure to be familiar halt cut across Miroru's words as she caught sight of Shikyo, leaving the girl blinking a few times, her sleeve sliding down a bit to expose a wrapped athletic bandage clearing taped over some sort of gauze or padding. "-pleasure!" She recovered, offering another smile, this one a little more gentle, as if aware that she was probably used to those double-takes and trying to soften it a bit.

She brought her hands up to hold up a small shopping bag and- despite her promise- a small plant in a pot... one that didn't seem to care one way or the other about what quirks might be in the area. "I brought you something to bring a little color to the room if you're in the mood!" It had a few plain pink flowers on display, but Miroru held up the little bag as well. "I got a bunch of different flower colors, so you can mix and match. They come out of the stalk!" She demonstrated cheerfully, popping out a pink flower for a black one with a streaky white interior!

"Um- what am I supposed to be careful of, though?"

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[Tanaka Shikyo]

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    Shikyo was more than used to the sound of baited breath. The look of someone who had seen her face for the first time. It always stung, at least somewhat, but it had been such a common part of her life that the small hurt she felt in that moment paled in comparison to what it would have been years past. She was also showing a small smile as she noticed the artificial nature of the potted "plant" she'd been gifted. At the very least, it was thoughtful knowing that someone here had done a bit of learning about her.

    "I appreciate the thought,"  Shikyo smiled, "I do love flowers. It's a consistent point of shame that I can't care for them like I want." She gestured toward the desk as if to tell them where to place it. For now she didn't want to get too close, it was always a point of difficulty. Her quirk was unpredictable at times, and it always filled her with dread worrying if someone was going to touch her. "I don't know how much you read about my quirk, but it doesn't just work on plants. It works on people to, not as quickly by any means, but I just worry that if you get too close I might end up making you decay.

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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The appreciation made Miroru grin, ears perking up in relief as Shikyo's general response to her presence proved positive. "Aw, that's awful. I wish I had a better fix for you than a plastic plant." She thought about it a few moments. "Are you a fan of farming games, then? Like the ones where you inherit old man Yamada's farm and have to turn it into a profitable lil sustenance farm before the end of the year and stuff?"

The redhead meandered over to set the plant down on the desk, setting out the other blossoms for display around its base, nodding as Shikyo spoke. "Oh. So is it like an aura thing? Or do you have to touch stuff? I have a friend that can't turn off her quirk, either. Makes her super conscious about where her hands are. If yours works in an area, I could see that being pretty- um, rotten. No pun intended."

She thought about it a moment, then asked- "That must make eating pretty hard. Though- hm. What about, like. Hard candy? Can you eat hard candy? Or at least rock candy?"

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[Tanaka Shikyo]

Dusk 

    It was easy to tell that the girl was trying, and that did make Shikyo able to calm herself at least somewhat. Actually attempting to make her happy seemed like such a small kindness but something she hadn't experienced for such a long time. Ever since that bastard in school ruined her life. Shikyo couldn't let one bad experience... well a lot of bad experiences, taint her ability to meet friends here at UAU. This was a school full of scary quirks, surely she wasn't the creepiest quirk this school had to offer, but possibly her appearance might have made her the most obviously dangerous one. 

    "I can't say I play too many video games," she shrugged at the question and gestured around her room, which seemed rather devoid of any technology besides a phone and a lamp on the desk, "I usually spend any free time I have making music if anything, though I haven't had a band want me yet. The prospect of death tends to put people off I've found." She laughed at her own joke, no matter how morbid it came off. It was one of the few ways in which the girl could cope with the situation. 

    Then came the questions about her quirk itself. She was used to them, she got them a lot so it was for the best that she was always prepared for them. "It's an aura yes. The effect is simply stronger if I actually touch someone. So like if I'm standing next to a big tree and we're having a conversation you might see more of the leaves beginning to wilt or fall off, but it would take hours for it to start really showing that it was dying. But if I put my hands on the tree it'll rot by the time we're done talking." 

    That part was the easier part of her quirk for others to understand. There were other quirks that worked similarly, at least she had heard. Not in that they completely drained things of life, but rather that the touch strengthened an effect. The rest of her quirk was often where she lost people. "And yeah, eating is difficult. But I don't actually need to eat, so it works out in a way. My quirk is actually working by stealing the nutrients from other living things. So any time you see the grass dying under my feet, that's technically me 'eating' you could say. And yeah stuff like rock candy wouldn't be effected since there's no plant or animal in it."

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Miroru picked up on even the slight relaxation and smiled reassuringly as she saw Shikyo lose just a bit of that tension. "Oho~? Can't SAY, or DON'T play? There's a big difference between not playing, and not wanting to admit to playing~" Miroru teased gently, mostly still focused on the actual reply though. "Maybe you need a new demographic for your auditions. There's lotsa bands that would die to have someone like you on stage with them. What do you play?"

The explanation made sense. "Ohhhhh. So the impact of the effect diminishes exponentially with the distance from your body. I understand. Still- it's better to know you're absorbing nutrients than wastefully destroying stuff. It's- a bit less off putting? I'm not sure how to put it."

"Okay, so- do you LIKE candy then? With artificial colors and flavors? Or do you not even like the idea of eating?"

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[Tanaka Shikyo]

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    "Ah I get where the confusion may stem from but no, I don't play video games. Though I guess every now and then I'll spend time at an arcade." what Shikyo hoped went unspoken was the idea of why. Spending years of avoiding anywhere that would have too many plants. Even going to someones house became an issue when the girl had to worry about killing a beloved house plant. 

    The comment about the wrong auditions was sweet. It was nice to have someone care about her music dreams, even in such a small way. "I play the drums, I started learning when I was in Junior High. Had a lot of time to practice back then, parents didn't really care much if I buried myself in the garage for hours... didn't really have too many people to hang out with after school either."

    "And I can't say," Shikyo caught herself and looked up at her guest, "I don't really enjoy eating that much at all. It comes off... strange. Have you ever been stuffed but are forced to keep eating more, out of politeness or something? That's what eating anything is like for me. I just go through the motions, wether or not I enjoy it." 

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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"Aw, well. It's fun! The new games get super pretty graphics. You can sorta lose yourself in these fantastic areas with just... gorgeous landscapes. I know it's not the same as being there, but- I dunno how your mind works, but I'd feel a little better still getting to explore guilt-free." Miroru clasped her hands behind her back, glancing away and swaying faintly, uncomfortable, but not BECAUSE of Shikyo, just worrying she wasn't doing a good job being friendly.

"That's cool! I never learned to play any instruments, but I'm pretty good at lightshows if I get to listen to a song a few times ahead. I LIKE singing, too, though I dunno if I'm really much of any good at it. Maybe if you find a band missing a backup singer or something I could help out sometime."

Miroru tilted her head back to look up at the ceiling at the mention of not having many friends. "I kinda get that. My dad's... he's a big-name hero. And everyone in my family has his quirk. So until people learned what mine actually was, people tended to be really distant. And once they did learn... I usually ended up wishing they'd stayed distant."

"Ohhhhhhh. I getcha. Your body's state of "satiated" has your belly already empty, so it's not involved in any sort of pleasure reward system internally. Yeah. I can understand that. Well... dang. That's a bummer. Are there any foods that are more fun than others to... consume?" NOT eat. She'd avoided that word specifically.

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