[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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"Powell-san! Rokuhane-san!

You're up next! Collect your earpieces and move in!"

Miroru clambered to her feet from where she'd folded down to sit and wait for her pairing in the combat pratical exercise. She wasn't exactly looking forward to this. As ever, her options were mostly limited to utility, overkill, or...

Well. She had other options than THAT.

The redhead glanced over towards Robin, recognition flickering. "Hey, I remember you from Farrin-san's hilltop practice. You're the one who uses firearms, right?" Her mind was clearly already fussing through possibilities. "Are you usually like- what's the term. Overwatch? Or are you okay for ground movements? Trying to figure out how I should try to manipulate the targets."

The exercise was simple enough- there was a large number of robotic combatants dispersed throughout Ground Gamma, and they'd be scored on how many they managed to disable without lethal force. The overhead piping and constructs complicated topdown sightlines, and the fox was clearly already doing her best to work around that. As she asked, the instructor handed over a custom earpiece that mimicked the capabilities of a Hero Association communicator for the exercise- one for Miroru, and a questioning look to Robin as to whether she wanted one, or could tap into the radio frequencies with her gear.

I can pay no price too great for justice.

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