[Freja Helt]

She had never shown anyone this spot before. Partially because it was a little out of the way and because she didn't know anyone that might enjoy it. Not until she had met Farrin anyway. Maybe it was the way they met too, on that hill at campus, slightly off the beaten path. Freja was a city girl, but the hill was strangely appealing to her. Thinking back to it, she had only ever checked it out because Farrin was there and she was curious. In a way, by taking him out into the forest she was bringing this thing full circle. He kicked off her nature craze, and now she was sharing a great, quiet training spot with him. Who knew, maybe it could serve as a romantic picnic area for him and Sada too. The least Freja could do after he essentially saved her life from angry crow villains.

''I figured you'd like a place like this.'' It was a little bit of a hike, but eventually the pair arrived in a clearing with a gentle spring leading into a still lake, luscious flowers lining the greenery around them with a nice big flat area for all sorts of training purposes. ''I randomly found this one day when I was training with my fishing rod.'' She grinned, it was the only way she could ever have gotten decent at aiming the grappling hook for BBB.

''It's pretty relaxing, don't you think? Clears your head right up.'' She let out a blissful sigh as she set her bat down against a tree stump and stretched her arms. Little did she know, something or rather, someone was watching the both of them from nearby.

Farrin

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he sleepless nights were catching up to him. Farrin spent nearly his entire life sleep deprived. As powerful as chronokinesis was, it did not make for the best bedfellow. Sifting into other times and places, usually for the worse, had a way of haunting the mind. He saw alternate versions of himself that were as bad as they came, killing and maiming for the joy of it. Other times he saw his friends and family die most gruesome deaths. Occasionally, there was something good mixed in there, but more often than not he saw the worse of what life had to offer him in most times. Sada's presence was a healing salve to his mind, even in his sleep, but they weren't together every night, and sometimes sifting took him still. Recently, knowing what was soon to come, it was getting worse.

"It's nice. Quiet. Far from all the noise n' distractions," he said, rubbing at the dark circles growing under his eyes.

Farrin wasn't one to take time away from his training regimen, but if Freja hadn't ranked as a friend before that last brawl with those crow feckers, she certainly did now. That, and maybe a little time away from his usual routine would do him some good. Anything was worth trying. He was in no hurry to return to the days of old, where he went three or more days without sleep each week, sometimes the full week straight. It was exhausting, and would only serve to slow him down. This was only a leisurely stroll, there was a practical purpose to it. At least, that's how he justified it. 

"Is this what yuh' would do before yer UA days? Come n' train 'ere?" He asked, eyes grazing over the grassy expanse. 

A few chirps and cheers from the local wildlife, and a breeze to boot. He was a city boy himself, but his inner Irish was one with nature. He soaked it right up. Shut his eyes for a moment, taking a long breath in, then exhaling. 

"Yuh' had ta' get inta' trouble o' one sort or another ta' develop the skills needed ta' make it past the entrance exam. I can certainly see yuh' whirlin that bat n' similar things around 'ere."  

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[Freja Helt]

Had Farrin not been able to sleep well? She couldn't help but notice, so even a genius like him had something that could keep him away at night. She wasn't going to pry, but it made her feel all the better about sharing this spot with him. It was wishful thinking, but maybe the nature and being away from the city could help him unwind the same way it had helped her. ''Right?''

''Not necessarily.'' She stepped over a protruding branch. ''I didn't come to Japan until recently, but even back home I mostly hung out in the city. It wasn't until someone taught me and showed me how relaxing going to the forest can be. That was back in Denmark, this place is something else, though. It's a great place to cool off.''

''Yeah.. It's actually a bit embarrassing, but I used to try to join a gang.. Y-Years ago! It was way before I ever came to Japan!'' She hastily added. She could count on one hand how many people from their school she had told that. ''Back then, my weapon of choice was always the bat soo...'' She turned her gaze downwards when she noticed something, felt something, a faint rumbling under their feet.

''Farr-'' Before the words could leave her mouth, a giant hand emerged from the ground, not through a crater, but almost as if it passed through the ground seamlessly, clutching Freja's entire body in its hand as she was squeezed and lifted off the ground, the hand growing into a whole arm and slowly, a giant man with an alligator head began emerging from the ground as if he had swam up through quicksand. ''It's you. You are the one.'' The villain grinned, holding Freja up to his eyeball before tossing her into a tree on the other side of the clearing. He was about to give pursuit when he stopped and looked down at Farrin. ''You. You are not the one. They didn't tell me there would be two.'' He stood unmoving for a beat, before lunging towards Farrin to try and wrap his giant hands around him too.

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e should have slapped himself on the back of the head. Twice now Freja had mentioned that Japan wasn't her home country. She referred to her past with "back home" attached though it was only now that he knew "home" was in Denmark. He could chop it up to the lack of sleep, but honestly, he should have asked her to elaborate sooner. 

"Yer secret's safe wit' me," he said with the upward crook of a smirk, "Honestly before I came ta' Japan I ran wit' a few rough crowds from time ta' time. Never any one group fer' long, but sometimes we just play wit' the hand we're dealt." 

Farrin was mum on the details, the homelessness, and how it led him to run with said crowds that used him for his quirk - and how he stole from those crowds once he found out where they hoarded their goods. For seven years, his life was entirely focused on tomorrow. Not the day after. Not a month or year later. Just tomorrow and how he was going to make it until then. He didn't hurt people, not badly at least, but small-time thievery was pretty easy when you ran faster than most automobiles. 

"That explains it," he mused, recalling her work with her BBB against that knife-wielding plague mask guy.

A little time turning to even the quirked-up playing field, and she snuffed the dude out in some two or three blows. A few more tools in her arsenal and some stronger fundamentals and she wouldn't need his power next time. Though, hopefully, there wouldn't be a next time - at least not until after graduation. 

Speak of the devil and red fecker would march right in. Farrin eyed the grassy expanse. No fissures. No tears that would suggest an earthquake. What in the bloody hell was going on?

His answer arrived with ol' gator-face rose from the ground. Not dig, but legitimately rose up through the earth. Intangibility of some form or was he shifting the earthly matter below? Obviously an alligator quirk of some kind. Did that account for his size or was there gigantification of some form in the mix as well? 

"Whoa there, bud. Let's no' get all handsy!" Farrin shouted, firing up Chronokinesis and all its energetic bells and whistles, then leaping back out of the gator's reach. Freja had been lobbed across the field. That was problematic. "Yuh' okay over there, lass?" He called out. If she was conscious, it would be worth it to throw an acceleration field over her. If not, he'd have to recover her before any other potential parties could. Why couldn't he have one normal day away from campus? 

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[Freja Helt]

''No way? You too.'' She smirked, she felt so much safer having shared that with Farrin after hearing his response. ''Yeah, something like that. We can't all be born into ideal situations.'' She left that statement purposefully vague, choosing not to pry about his past as it didn't sound like he had an easy time either. If anything, the fact that he had told her this already explained more about how he could fight so efficiently, so viciously. It wasn't just something he learned from hero prep school.

She gave a casual shrug, feeling a bit embarrassed about how she handled her fight with Dancer. In her mind, she could have done better, but it was always easier to think about all that stuff in hindsight. ''The way I learned how to fight, it was a fight for survival, I guess. In any case, I couldn't have done it without your quirk. Does that have a name, by the way? When you share your quirk with others.'' To her it seemed like some kind of extra cool super move.

''You're flashy!'' The gator cackled as Farrin fired up his quirk. ''I like you! Let's have a little fun!'' Choosing to ignore Freja completely, the gator pursued Farrin as he lunged forward and tried to bring his jaws down around him. ''C'mere!''

Once the dust settled, Freja could finally see what was going on. She had been thrown straight through the trunk of a tree that had been felled in the process. She was bleeding from her head, but to make matters worse she had gone through the tree hand first, meaning one hand was completely broken on impact, or at least she assumed so from the pain and how unresponsive it was. ''I-I'm okay!'' She panted, pushing herself up without putting pressure on the broken hand. Her bat was still all the way over there. Who was this gator anyway? No one Freja recognized. If he had been summoned through crows like the other ones, no doubt Freja would have noticed.

...Could he be an assassin? An assassin sent by The Spiders?

''F-Farrin look out! He's strong!'' Once she got back up she started to run towards her bat.

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arrin nodded in reply to Freja. None of the thugs he had run with were particularly notorious. They hadn't earned the notoriety to be dubbed with some cool, crazy, or cooky group name. Again, all small-time crimes, but Farrin was no stranger to the other end of the law. Freja was absolutely right. Nobody had a say in what life they were born into. Farrin had started with the good life, but that was brought to an abrupt end at seven years old. The following seven years were defined by a rough living. 

"I'm sure wit' another piece o' gear or two, n' some more trainin, yuh'll be able ta' handle such threats all on yer own." He wasn't going to lie and say she could have fought them all herself, without chronokinesis. Alone, Farrin probably would have went down too. But, he wasn't about to let Freja fully discredit herself either. The speed was a boon, but the technique was all her. "No real name fer it. Just part o' chronokinesis. That's how I speed meself up n' all. I create fields that manipulate time, acceleratin or deceleratin it. It's easy to throw one over a willing target. A little more difficult n' far more taxin if they resist."

Hence why Farrin didn't just go slowing every enemy down directly. For whatever reason, it was easier if the opposition moved into his fields rather than him trying to summon one on them. Speeding allies up though? That was a breeze. The real danger in such a maneuver was their ability to adapt. Chronokinesis speed everything up, including the signals in the brain, which meant the person would perceive the world as moving slowly while they were rocketing around like they were riding a sports car. Farrin's brain had been adapted for such sudden shifts and grew even more accustomed to the change over time, but to people fresh to his quirk it could be quite disorienting. Once they got the hang of it though, well again, Freja had taken down what appeared to be an experienced assassin in like two hits. 

The conversation would have to wait though. The fighting had unfolded, and the enemy revealed himself to the two, forcing Farrin to backpedal further. Distance was no stranger to the time-turner. The enemy lunged and Farrin sidestepped. The gator's jaws snapped just a few meters to Farrin's side, with enough force to snap the boy in half. That wouldn't deter him, of course. Farrin burst forward and thrust his foot into the giant's side. He couldn't box something so big, not efficiently, but speed and strength together made for a perfect team. 

"Chew on this," he shouted, thrusting his foot forward. 

He heard Freja's call, but couldn't turn to pinpoint her and throw a field on her just yet. Not when the enemy was so close and, frankly, so fecking massive. He had to create more distance, so whether the kick scored any real damage against the gator's ribs or not, Farrin would leap back another three or four paces.  

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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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[Freja Helt]

''Wouldn't that be the dream?'' She chuckled. ''I've got enough to work with figuring this one out.'' She gave her BBB a trusty pat. Even though she had fought with bats for so many years there was always something that needed adjusting when it came to new weaponry. ''I see.. Isn't that confusing sometimes? Do you hear or see things around you as slowed down?'' She was genuinely curious given she had only experienced a little bit of what his quirk was like. It was wild that she even could experience it in the first place.

The gator groaned as Farrin's kick connected, even making the man stagger despite the size difference between him and Farrin. ''Nice one.'' He grinned wickedly, enjoying himself to a degree Freja found disturbing. Still, she was proud that Farrin had managed to land a hit on him and now it was her turn. The villain made no attempt to keep her from her bat, could it be he was underestimating her, or simply didn't know that she was stronger with it? Sliding into range, Freja scooped up her bat with her one good hand and immediately swung for the giant's heel. However, the bat ended up phasing right through him, as if she had completely whiffed her swing. ''You can still go?'' He looked over his shoulder before attempting to whip Freja into the lake with his tail, but she just narrowly managed to avoid it. ''He's one of The Spiders! He's a hired assassin!'' She called out to Farrin, knowing that it provided little context, but hoping that it gave him enough to work with. These guys weren't just your average villain goon.

''Who told you that, girl? Was it those pesky Hummingbirds?'' As if he was standing in quicksand, the gator villain started sinking into the ground once more, giving Farrin and Freja a moment to catch their breath. Freja used this time to run towards Farrin. ''I-I don't think he's working with anyone. That's not their style..'' She panted, her bat aimed at the ground as she waited for any little sign of movement. Suddenly, the villain's snout would poke through the ground, his teeth surrounding Farrin as he tried to snap at him once more, closing his maw around him like a bear trap. ''Give me more to chew on, boy.''

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ad the two students not been attacked, Farrin would have explained that he did, in fact, hear people's words drag a bit while in his temporal state. Farrin's mind was always processing the world faster due to the mutation aspect of chronokinesis, but not enough to truly interfere with people's speech. When he kicked up his quirk to full though, everything around him slowed and that included people's words. Luckily, he had long ago grown accustomed to it. It wasn't difficult to decipher anything these days. Similarly, he knew how to slow down enough to convey his own words without sounding like he was talking in fast forward.

All of this, however, was moot in their current situation. Farrin was going to have to all Florida on the giant gator. A spider? No. This oversized thug was definitely an alligator, but somehow that didn't appear to be her meaning. The arachnid opposition held a different meaning. All that really mattered was the latter point. He was an assassin, an assassin with his teeth snapping around the time-turner. 

"Well can't say that bodes well fer' yuh, big guy!" Farrin shouted as he leaped out of the razor snare threatening to maim him. 

Farrin's leg was caught on a single tooth, slashing at the back of his leg. Pain burned its way up his body, the pulsating beat of heat searing the calf. That was going to slow him down a bit, but it could have been worse. 

Farrin rolled across the glade, then sprung up onto his feet. "Get ready, lass. It's that time again," he shouted, waving his hand and ensnaring her in a personal acceleration field. Freja would still feel that electrical, adrenaline-like shot, but at least this time she would know what to expect. With his leg cut up, blood staining his pants, and seeping down his leg, they were going to need to tag team the big fella. Farrin leaned on the leg, putting pressure on it for now. He could still move fast, but it was going to hurt if he took it too far.  

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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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[Freja Helt]

Even the seemingly invincible Farrin had gotten hurt. This overgrown gator was seriously bad news. They were out in the middle of nowhere so the idea of anyone coming to save them wasn't something they could hitch their fighting on. Survival alone wouldn't be good enough, not unless it meant beating him back for good. Between Farrin's leg and her broken hand they were already set back by quite a bit.

''Th-That time?'' Right, the acceleration field, the speed boost. Wherever would she be if it wasn't for Farrin? ''Okay!'' She steeled herself, giving her bat a casual swing. She couldn't hit as hard with one hand, but perhaps her movements being accelerated could make up for that fact? She winced as the electrical shot kicked in, but she was less startled than the first time. ''Let's end this quick.'' Before Farrin's bleeding got any worse, or before either of them took more hits. ''You can share your power? Interesting. ~'' The gator cackled as he emerged fully from the ground, just in time for Freja to charge at him. Leaping into the air, she tried to strike his wrist, but her bat quickly phased through him again. ''What the hell?'' She muttered, staring at the villain in disbelief. ''To think that you're the target. How pathetic.'' He tried to swat Freja away with his hand, but thanks to the acceleration she moved around it with ease. Using the added speed boost she kicked the villain as hard as she could in the back of his heel, causing him to groan in pain and stagger just a little bit for Farrin. ''Farrin!'' She called out, hoping he had some kind of super awesome attack ready.

Farrin

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 leg injury. Far from optimal when Farrin’s main thing was moving fast. Luckily, that wasn’t the only card up the time-turner’s sleeve. His deck was, admittedly, stacked. “The genetic jackpot,” that’s how many of the quirk scientists referred to him and his luck being born with Chronokinesis. It came with plenty of challenges for sure, but its strengths were undeniable.

The bat phased right through the Gator, but Freja hadn’t backed off before landing a blow. A shot to the back of his heel saw the Gator staffer. Leg injury or not, that was opening enough for Farrin. The time-turner charged.

He grit his teeth, biting down through the pain, and blazed ahead. The Gator swing one of its massive hands his way in an attempt to wave away his attacker, but another field, a two-foot by two-foot disk of temporal energy, headed off the Gator’s attack. His hand became anchored in a field of temporal deceleration. It would only last a few seconds, but the giant hand would slow to crawl within the field and for a few seconds after.

Meanwhile, Farrin leaped throwing his right fist up into the Gator’s elongated jaw. The force was enough to thrust the Gator’s whole body upward a beat, but the momentum rebounded, his slowed hand anchoring him to the spot still. When Farrin landed he added a kick of his own to the Gator’s other leg, his Achilles tendon to be exact.

The attack was not met without retaliation. There was no temporal warning this time around. A tail snapped out from behind the Gator and this time successfully sent Farrin flying back. It was a weakness of his, relying on his temporal danger sense. When it didn’t arrive, Farrin could occasionally be caught off guard, even when the world appeared to move so slowly. The time-turner was sent rolling across the glades again, the Gator now free of the temporal deceleration field.

“Think I’m done already?” The Gator challenged, but some damage had been done, that much was clear. His balance wasn’t steady. His posture wavering. Unfortunately, he began his retreat into the ground, putting the student duo back on the defensive.

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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!

[attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: Freja Helt
[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here

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[Freja Helt]

The large gator man growled, immediately trying to lift his hand back off the ground as it got anchored in place. For a second it even looked like he was entirely outmatched by Farrin, but unfortunately fights like this could turn on a dime, especially when their opponent was this big and strong. Sure he wasn't the fastest, but if either her or Farrin took a hit the damage would be significant. If anything, being that she was just a regular woman she was lucky she got out of that first attack with just one broken hand. ''Farrin!'' She feared the worst when the tail snapped and sent him flying. She wanted to check if he was okay, but she knew backing down meant certain death. She had to stay in the fight, just like Farrin had been when she took a hit.

She swung for the gator again, but unfortunately he had already begun phasing and disappearing back underground. ''Farrin! Are you okay?'' She called out, knowing full well that it would be better if they stayed apart so the villain couldn't trap the both of them in his jaws at the same time.

His jaws...

Just then Freja got an idea, watching and listening closely to the ground as she tried to determine where the gator would appear. There was no doubt in her mind that Farrin was perceived as the bigger threat right now, which was great, she could play into that. Climbing onto the tree stump from earlier, Freja panted as she took aim with her bat tip, it was a little unsteady because she could only use one hand, but thankfully her target was big. If Farrin was his target, that meant he would surely try something that would put him away for good, like the jaw attack from below again. With the way the gator was phasing, Freja was going to take a gamble. Sure enough, the jaws began to appear around Farrin and just then, she pressed release on the grappling hook mechanism and fired it straight into his head, phasing right through it to bury itself in the top soil below. The gator was practically cackling as he got ready to bite, but before he could, Freja undid the mechanism. Only the hook wasn't flying towards her.

Jumping off the stump, she had taken the shape of a dropkick in midair and was using the grappling hook to propel herself forward instead, using her own body as a weapon for once. The hook quickly came undone, due to the soft of the dirt, but it was already too late, with the momentum and added speed, Freja slammed right into the gator's head, causing him to scurry back underground. Freja tumbled a few additional feet before she came to a stop, using her bat as support to get back on her feet. Both her and Farrin had taken considerable damage, but they had also dished out a lot. ''And... And stay down!'' She taunted the villain. ''I-I don't suppose you can heal broken bones, can you?'' She smiled at Farrin, trying to bring a little light into their dire situation.

Farrin

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arrin picked himself up slowly. Blood continued to trickle down his leg, and the rest of him had been put through the wringer. His arms trembled, not from fear but from raw damage. The gator's tail was nearly as tall as Farrin, and he had taken a direct hit. Pushing up off his knees, the time-turner just managed to stand his height. 

"I'll live," he spat back in reply to Freja. "How bout' yerself, yuh still in fightin shape?"

His question was met with Freja scaling a tree. Her condition couldn't be too bad if she was monkeying about the battlefield. He wasn't quite sure what she had in store, but the logic needed no explaining. She had a plan and he was the bait. Sensible enough given the gator's attention had mostly been locked on him. She may have been this spider's target, but Farrin was basically the bodyguard now. 

When the gator reared his head, it was all Farrin could do to backpedal out of the way of the monster's bite. He stumbled back one step, then leaped back another two, grimacing as his wounded leg flared up. A line smacked into the ground a few feet away though, and he saw across the clearing that Freja was flying! Well, basically flying, and into a dropkick that cracked hard against the gator's head. Farrin followed up with the opening she laid out. He darted forward. Even hobbling forward on one leg he was faster than most. With all he could muster, he balled up his right fist and thrust it into the gator's gut. A double whammy!

The gator immediately retreated to the safety of his unground protection. This fazing ability was a real pain in the ass, but this round was a clear win on the students' part. "Nice one," he coughed up. The gator still had more fight in him though. "How dare you!" He shouted, fazing partially through the ground, his open maw now snapping once, twice, a third time before he leaped into the air, aiming down toward the two students, threatening to snap his jaws down on the both of them. 

"Move!" Farrin shouted, pushing Freja one way and diving the other, only just avoiding the gator who fazed back into the ground. Pushing Freja in the opposite direction wasn't a random act though. They needed distance between them again. To repeat their most proven tactic. One student plays bait, the other lays on the pain.  

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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!

[attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: Freja Helt
[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here

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[Freja Helt]

Even with the power up Farrin had gifted her, Freja could find herself slowing back down again. At the start of the fight she took a big hit, heck, her hand was still broken because of it. Maybe it was just the speed boost itself? Freja wasn’t used to moving at these speeds and it took a big mental and physical drain to keep up. So much so that she was barely able to react and let Farrin push her out of the way of the villain’s next attack. She did her best not to land on her injured hand, but still winced from the impact.

“Farrin,” she panted, “how do you move so well with this power? I feel like my brain is doing cartwheels in my head.” She used her bat to support her weight as she stood back up. Just as she got up, the giant’s hand popped out of the ground to snatch her again, but as if acting on instinct Freja managed to dodge it faster than she could even comprehend. Then, his other hand popped out, but before he could grab her, Freja kicked him in the wrist, causing him to miss again. He probably figured focusing on the weak link wasn’t such a bad idea after squaring up to Farrin. Too bad Freja wasn’t going down without a fight. However, after delivering that kick she stumbled and fell to her knees, nausea rapidly setting in. She was left completely defenseless.

The still frustrated villain took advantage of this as his whole body emerged, ready to throw a hail of punches down over Freja. The only problem was, his back was now turned to Farrin.

Farrin

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ears of chronokinetic play hadn't waved the temporal power's tax, not even for Farrin. His chest heaved, his lungs burned, and the slash along his leg was a small inferno of pain. Moreover, keeping the acceleration field over him and Freja imposed its mental tariff. It was difficult work keeping a field shaped perfectly to a person's body. If he messed up, he could cause their blood to clot due to accelerated blood flow in some parts of the body and not others or kill them in a myriad of other ways. 

"A lot o' practice," he huffed, wiping the sweat from his brow, and scanning over the field. "Used ta' race against cars as a kid. Did some other things too."

Like pickpocketing people's wallets, he wasn't about to get into the nitty-gritty. There was a predator about, someone after Freja - his friend. The students were wounded, but so was the big bastard trying to take a chunk out of them. This next move had to decide the winner. They had the advantage of choice. He dictated the when and where of the attack due to this phasing ability that accompanied his reptilian mutation. The students, however, had an advantage in numbers. Whoever the gator chose to attack, they could pincer the bastard. And that's exactly what Farrin did. 

The gator made his move. After Freja's retaliatory strike, he lunged for her. Farrin slowed his breath and built up the temporal powers in his arm. Concentration. He needed absolute concentration. The world went blank. There was only himself, Freja, and the villain that sought to do her harm. A clear path between them. And so the pincer shut. 

Farrin burst forward at his best speed and leaped up into the air. The wind blew his hair this way, and that, and white motes of temporal light flared about his arm. Countless microscopic fields burst just ahead of his now balled-up fist. He threw the jab ahead as he fell toward the giant's back. 

"Temporal," he muttered, quickly crossing the distance,

"SMASH!" 

It was the imperfect version of the ultimate move he had been working on. He still hadn't quite got it down, but even this incomplete attack would invite devastating damage upon his enemies. It had crumbled the stone spire back in the training facility; now, it was turned against his enemies. The field ignited, flaring in and out of existence all the faster. Some accelerated the matter they encompassed, others slowed it down, and the connection of Farrin's fist primed the figurative explosion. The pain would certainly be similar. Time acceleration and deceleration of various spaces, in this case, a small part of the gator's back, to such concentrated degrees that it would feel like he was being torn apart from the inside. The blow landed, and the villain flew into the distant tree line. 

Many of the trees tumbled, smashed to bits. An unintended consequence, but it was worth it to see Freja safe. Farrin rolled along the ground again, dirt and grass building along his outfit, until he came to a full stop. This time, he stayed down. He coughed repeatedly and felt as those his lungs were about to vacate his body, but when they didn't, he would sit up. If that didn't do it, the two of them were toast. 

"Yuh' okay, lass?" he finally managed after a few breaths, looking over in Freja's direction.     

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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!

[attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: Freja Helt
[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: The time attack description isn't gonna change his quirk, just flavor the damage that comes from future strength upgrades.

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[Freja Helt]

Was she hearing him right? “Cars??” She cracked a smile and would have totally followed up on that if a giant phasing murder gator man wasn’t about to kill both of them. “You’re built different.” She simply concluded as she kept her attention focused on the ground. Scary as it was, at least their opponent’s quirk was predictable once you got over the terror factor.

She almost flinched and closed her eyes as she waited for lethal pain. She was so glad she didn’t though, or she would have missed most of the spectacle that was Temporal Smash. Talk about making a statement. She was so mesmerized by the sheer power in the attack that she even forgot to blink until Farrin hit the ground. “I’m.. fine.” She replied, still a little awestruck, before forcing herself up, bat in hand with a determined look on her face. If she had to, she was ready to bash that gator’s face in. Walking towards the tree line he had plowed through, however, she saw how injured he was. “I’ll be back for you.” The villain snarled weakly as his body slowly sunk into the ground. “And that boy too.” There was a palpable amount of disdain in the way he said boy. Farrin had gained a fan in Freja, but definitely not in this guy. It only dawned on her she hadn’t checked on Farrin after the fact. Rushing back as fast as she could she finally followed up on his question.

“A-Are you okay?” She tossed her bat aside and offered him the hand that wasn’t broken to help him up. “The villain left.” She was trying to sound reassuring but the adrenaline was still pumping through her. “That was crazy.” She exhaled and looked around at the carnage. “Temporal Smash.” She finally recalled seeing Farrin at Ultimate Training. Had he been working on a technique like this for that long? She was seriously going to fall behind if she didn’t up her game. “Sorry about that just now. I didn’t- I upset a gang of assassins, somehow?? I don’t remember, it’s a long story.” She pleaded with Farrin. She would totally understand if he stopped associating with her after all this. She was a liability as a friend, plain and simple.

Farrin