[Kupo]

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| ★Jason Riviera★ | @crystalprincekupo
Location: Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: Training hard!
Now Playing: Aaron Smith, Krono - Dancin

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11:30. Status: Medication level low. 37.7°C (99.8°F)
The morning had passed quickly for Kupo. Free of any lectures or teacher-led training that day, he'd been free to rise at his usual early hour and get out onto the training fields for some independent training throughout the morning. It had rained earlier, keeping Kupo cool as he did some endurance running, but after his first break the sun had decided to come out. Now, he was doing some varied training of his fighting style. It looked somewhere between martial arts and dancing as he practiced the mobile, fluid motions, acrobatic jumps/rolls and impactful kicks that always ended a chain. He'd even then gotten a few footballs, which he folded into his routine by keeping them in the air as he moved around. They went flying at the climax of every motion, aerial kicks sending them a lot farther than his tiny body should've been able to. As the sun climbed higher in the sky, though, the medication and water keeping him from overheating had started to run dry, and Kupo stopped. He had found some shade in a perfect area for observing the other students' training, and sat there panting like a dog as his body produced not nearly enough sweat to properly cool him via evaporation.

Kupo performed the small routine of refilling his support device: He peeled off the small gauze patch covering a cannula on his left arm, wincing as he twisted it shut. He then opened the back of his device (similar in appearance to a smartwatch and insulin pump), unscrewing a small empty glass vial. Finally, he reached a hand into his fluffy (and currently very dusty) fox tail and retrieved another vial, this one filled with clear liquid. Kupo screwed this into the device and kinda reversed the process, twisting the cannula open and replacing the gauze bandage. With this, his body was coaxed into speeding up the process of releasing heat, and he relaxed into the tree trunk he was leaning against with a sigh. He took this brief period of being stationary (eating a small snack he'd make & brought) as an opportunity to look around for anyone else taking a break. Maybe he could make some more friends or training partners in this early period at UA, though he felt asking anyone currently training may just result in being asked to spar.

[Thea]

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]Raw wounds ached under fresh bandages. Thea was seldom the one to push her limits to the point of pain, but in this case, pain was the whole point of the exercise. Fists impacted the hard bark of the tree she'd selected as her dummy as flesh bruised and split, seeping blood through what was now her third set of bandages. Controlled hallucinations fought the barrage of pain signals for dominance in her brain. The weight of memory soothing the wounds to give her an edge if she should get into a fight with someone stronger than her, someone who could otherwise debilitate her in one shot. Sure, it was an imperfect solution. If her bones broke or tendons ripped, it wouldn't matter that she couldn't feel it. It was the best option she had with the tools available to her. [break][break]

The sun threatened to reach its peak, and by now, the mentat had lost count of the hours. A quick run through memory told her she'd been here far too long. A quick check-in with her body told her she'd pushed it way too hard. "Yeah, that's enough for one day." She relented, realizing there was only so much she could do before even the school nurse and her quirk wouldn't be able to fix her. [break][break]

Her eyes scanned the area, searching for a place where she could be alone and out of the way enough not to get caught by a stray fireball or laser beam from the dozen or so other students training. Her eyes saw a tree that was the perfect place, and best of all, it had plenty of shade. She gathered her belongings, bag, bandage, black leather gloves, and a water bottle the size of her head covered in stickers with phrases like "acab" and "Ya' can't spell 'problematic' without 'M.E'." once everything was accounted for she made a light jog towards the tree, hoping to get there before anyone else had the same idea. [break][break]

Once in the shade, the mentat let out a long relieved sigh. While she was still focusing on dulling the pain in her fists, she'd done nothing to dampen her sense of temperature. Her belongings crashed on the ground, all except the gloves, which she placed gently on her bag before hitting as she fell backward into the soft grass. She inhaled slowly, partly focused on keeping the pain at bay, partly recalling the last few days' events. Only then did she notice the small, almost dog-like child sitting on the opposite side of the tree from her. "Fuck," She muttered, knowing that this would inevitably lead to some form of conversation. [break][break]

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[Kupo]

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| ★Jason Riviera★ | @crystalprincekupo
Location: UA, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: Training hard!
Now Playing: Bill Wurtz - Here Comes The Sun

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Kupo's senses fell in a weird priority order compared to most. He heard the footfalls & soft *thud* sounds on the grass, deep breathing and finally the muttered expletive before anything else, ears twitching around to locate the noises' source. He then smelt blood, a scent he was more sensitive to than most thanks to his canine nature. His first instinct was to check for any cuts or scrapes he'd ignored due to adrenaline, but no, this didn't smell like his blood. Finally, he looked in the direction of these pinpointed stimuli, and saw their certain origin. Presumably another student, laying down in the grass. Given the little evidence he had, Kupo came to what he thought was the best conclusion he could then: that said other student was clearly not doing great, and could probably use some cheering up.
Standing up and making his way over to the other side of the shade tree with almost silent steps, Kupo sat down about a metre (~3 feet) from Thea on the grass. "Hi! Sorry to disturb you, but are you okay? It looks like you've had a pretty rough morning." His voice was soft, intended to be comforting, though loud enough to hear clearly and still betraying his natural excited/happy tone. "I don't wanna intrude, just offering a listening ear if you wanna talk... oh! I'm Jason by the way, but I usually go by Kupo. First year heroics." Kupo had never been the best at reading social cues, this particular time being an example. His face showed only a warm smile, with no indication of the knowledge that perhaps this person didn't want to be spoken to.

[Thea]

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]Kupo was right. He was disturbing her. Thea was one for either total solitude or crowds large enough to get lost in, nothing in between. She looked the dog child over. Was it fair to call him a child? Presumably, they were the same age. Thea didn't care. He was small, and if you compared the length of their lives in memory, everyone was a child to her, doubly so when you were no taller than her navel. [break][break]

"I'm good," She said curtly, more out of habit than anything else. Forming new habits was hard, especially when they involved people. She hated people, especially when she was busy, doubly so when she wasn't. "No, I'm just training," She raised a hand to Kupos view and waived the back of it to show the blood now seeping through her bandages, "My regiment is just kinda rough."[break][break]

Hollow eyes looked the canid child over, betraying no expression or sentiment. She seldom showed any outside of a select few who managed to pass her outer walls. "No intrusion. It's not like I own this tree or anything. I'm not much of a talker but you're welcome to like, stay or ask questions or whatever. I don't really care." She didn't want to shoo the boy away. Frankly, he reminded her of the dogs she saved with Zenkai. He reminded her of the ones she couldn't even more.[break][break]

"My name's Thea by the way. First year, though, you probably won't ever see me in class."[break][break]

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[Kupo]

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| ★Jason Riviera★ | @crystalprincekupo
Location:] UA, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: Training hard!
Now Playing: Rag'n'Bone Man - Human

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There it was again. That feeling that he was somehow being looked past, or down upon. Then again, the feeling was always there, just shunted to the back of his mind. He hated the feeling, especially when it didn't seem like anything was actually wrong. No patronising words, no gestures. So, he did as he always had, ignored the feeling until it faded. He wouldn't let that insecurity, of all things, break his smile. More than a mask, it was his shield. Rose-tinted perception to banish the sickly greens of doubt and the deep blues of depression. No, everything was fine here. Not like he could read Thea anyway, even as perceptive as he usually was. "Right, that seems to be a theme I'm noticing here. Not that I can talk, I go overboard with my own training more than I should. Can't say I've ever made myself bleed on purpose though, I'm made of paper and fluff as it is so usually it's whoever I'm sparring that does that." He giggled cutely, acknowledging one of his more key weaknesses. He a couple of plasters (band-aids) on his arms and legs, and wrappings around his feet, but no obvious bandages besides that. As she described herself, he nodded along in understanding. "That's fair. Honestly, if I was smart, I wouldn't try to talk to people as much as I do. Most of the time I end up hurting my ears or getting pet or something. Thanks for not doing that without asking, by the way!" The gratitude seemed genuine, eyes shining as they very briefly met Thea's. Back to listening, Thea's final statement surprised him. He hadn't seen her in class yet, but he'd presumed that was due to his late entry to the school. 'I wonder how she gets away with that? I thought UA's attendance requirement was pretty high... Or does she just mean she's hard to notice?'
"Nice to meet you, Thea!" His tone was, again, energetic but not loud, and his tail could be seen shifting side-to-side behind him as the conversation went on.

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[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

[attr="class","skullbody"]She didn't have a way with words. Or, more specifically, Thea hated having to use words at all. She paused for a moment, considering how to deal with the situation before sitting up to face the boy. She could at least do that much to signal she wasn't horribly disinterested. "I don't really have a choice. I'm dulling my senses," she paused again, realizing the inaccuracy in what she was saying. "Well, I'm practicing dulling my senses. Everyone around here is some sort of freak that just takes a hit like it's nothing. My body's just human. Quirks all in my brain." She flexed a hand to see if she still had the pain under control. On some level, she still felt it. Her consciousness only perceived a gentle breeze from memories long since passed.[break][break]

Swiftly and without warning, Thea punched the tree beside them. The squelching of flesh and cracking of bone was audible to Kupo at this distance. "I don't do sparing, so this is as good as I get." She retracted her fist and looked at it once more before turning to look at the dog. "Being smart is overrated." She meant it sincerely. Being smart was her best trait, the one thing she could claim no matter where she was. "If you wanna talk, then talk. Fuck what anyone else says."[break][break]

She leaned back, brushing a stray lock of hair off of her face. "You're just lucky my hands are all messed up. I would have probably done something like that by now." Normally, her first course of action was to find some excuse or other to casually touch someone and take their memories. It was a skill she'd grown quite proficient in. All the little ways people were allowed to casually brush an arm or shoulder, just a moment's touch, and she could take what she wanted from them. "Now that I know, I probably won't." She lied through her teeth.[break][break]

"Nice to meet you too." She said flatly, her eyes drifting towards the tail, moving gently from side to side. "So you're quirk is an animal mutation or are those secondary effects?" she gestured roundly at Kupo. "I have a friend that's vulpine, though it's mostly cosmetic on her."[break][break]

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| ★Jason Riviera★ | @crystalprincekupo
Location: UA, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: Training Hard!
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Kupo listened attentively as Thea explained what her training actually was. He nodded in agreement at Thea's observation. "Yeah, it's amazing how strong some of the people in our year are. My twin sister is like that, way tougher than me. Heck, you're definitely a lot tougher than me, too. Like I said, paper & fluff~" That prompted another giggle, smile becoming softer as Kupo's eyes were cast briefly downward. "I wish I could dull my senses...", he muttered under his breath. What could be read as a content expression quickly turned to shock, as Thea punched the tree.

The lack of warning, hesitance or seemingly any reaction to the impact was what caused most of his reaction, as Kupo's eyes went wide for a couple seconds. It looked like he was about to say something, but he quickly stopped himself. Returning quickly to his normal wonderstruck demeanour, Kupo simply nodded at Thea's next comment. Sparring was something of a cultural thing that had developed around especially students of Heroics, but he related to not wanting to participate in that. Half of the reason he had sparred himself from such a young age was to familiarise himself with the feeling of combat without the actual danger of a patrol, even if he himself wouldn't be an especially combat-focused Hero. It was what she said afterwards that prompted a response. "Thanks for the encouragement! It's less about what people think of me and more about personal comfort, though. Most people will respond positively to me, but sometimes people forget consent when they see something that looks like a kid or puppy." Again, he didn't seem particularly disheartened by this, but a keen eye like Thea's may be able to spot the hints of discomfort or unpleasant recollection.

His next reaction was definitely positive, though. Not cynical enough to presume a lie and not keen enough to read it, Kupo's face lit up at what would otherwise seem like a small gesture/confirmation. "Thanks! That means a lot!" His tail, which Thea had been observing, got faster. It could almost be described as wagging, now. The question about his Quirk was one that he took in stride, standing up from his (cross-legged) sitting position to properly illustrate his points. "Yep! I'm a mutant, through-and-through. My Quirk's also pretty obvious, you could probably guess most things about it from looking at me. Sensitive hearing, resistance to the cold. What may not be obvious, though-" He leaped up with little apparent effort, landing gracefully on a branch in the tree above Thea. "-is this part! I have really strong legs, so I can jump far and kick hard. Not as flashy as an Emitter, but it's mine." He hopped back down with a soft thud on landing and sat back down. "Oh, and who's your friend?" Hearing of another vulpine student, Kupo spotted a chance to maybe make another friend and training partner, if he could find them.