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[attr="class","nikki109"]'Can't be offended? Huh. Weird.' she thought to herself as she continued to work away. Once Marlene uttered that she was reconnecting the limb Morgan pushed her seat back now expecting what would come next but still not being a fan of it.[break][break]

The energy from her shoulder travelled down and Morgan couldn't help but winch. She had no idea how Marlene was able to do that and frankly she didn't want to know. She watched carefully as Marlene engaged her arm and it wriggled to life. Since she hadn't put on the synthetic skin she could see all the gears turning so when two of the fingers didn't work Morgan could immediately see the problem. "Ah I see the problem." she approached pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose "You can keep the arm powered I can do this quick and uh..." she fidgeted "please don't apologize" she would crack her knuckles and then activated her quirk, speeding up to the point that her hands were a blur. A bead of sweat dripped down her face and just a few minutes later she stopped, panting "Okay. I think that should do it."[break][break]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]As fate would have it Morgan had yet to turn her headphones on and was about to just as the moment she heard the knock. She paused for a second, taking her headphones off and turning in her seat as she slowly realized her mistake. This was confirmed when she heard a very familiar voice call out to her. Eyes widening as her breaths quickened she shot up out of her seat nearly knocking over her snacks in the process "Hang on!" she called out looking around frantically. She had let down her hair, taken off her gloves, and wasn't even wearing socks since she had already disinfected and completely forgotten about Tatsu coming over. She really was the worst![break][break]

As to not keep one of her closest friends waiting she figured if there was ever a good use for her quirk it would be now. The world around her started to slow down as she quickly put on her socks, and gloves, tied her hair back, and put down a towel for Tatsu to put her shoes on. Nothing unusual from her normal routine when she had guests, just literally accelerated because of her own mistake. Once she was done she slowed back down to a normal pace and opened the door "Sorry Tatsu. I didn't have my phone on me" she gestured towards her bed where he phone lay "Monkey Hunter 5 just came out." even though Tatsu wasn't a gamer herself Morgan had spent plenty of time telling her about games over the last year with the Monkey Hunter series being her favorite. She gestured for her to come inside before she would close the door behind her. Even with the apology she still felt bad as it wasn't like Morgan to forget so hopefully Tatsu wasn't offended![break][break]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Truly nothing made Morgan more excited than an anticipated game release. Her assignments had been done, the weekend was coming up, and she had already done her rotation in the support labs for the week. It was shaping up to be the perfect weekend with her computer being recently updated to the best specs she could get her hands on. Monkey Hunter was one of her favorite series since she was a kid and this most recent entry, Monkey Hunter 5, was a 4-player version of the classic experience with a whole new race of salamanders to hunt. Very exciting stuff! [break][break]

She had put her phone on Do Not Disturb forgetting that this night overlapped with Tatsu coming to visit as they did once a week. So any texts she was meant to receive were ignored and Morgan ended up setting herself up for a weekend shut-in instead of the ritual she had when guests...or rather a guest would show up. Headphones went on as she placed a bowl of homemade popcorn next to her. The store-bought stuff had too many variables and this was no time to get sick. Besides it was a long weekend which meant she could pull an all-nighter and catch up on sleep later.[break][break]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Morgan may have considered herself the worlds biggest coward, but she did have a genuine interest in support equipment. It was the easiest thing to blend into her lifestyle as machines were simple and easy to clean, and people were filthy and difficult. Her face scrunched up with the thought as she thought more about her own experiences as a first year. Pure chaos was the most fitting descriptor.[break][break]

As she worked her eyes kept wandering over to Marlene. She did seem to have some of the stereotypical tics one would expect from a robot or at least in some of the games she played that's how they acted. As Marlene listed off some information about herself Morgan cracked a small smile only a logic-driven machine would think to add that they were a student at the school they were literally standing in. She took out a small spray bottle and took the opportunity to spray the handle of the scalpel before she would wipe it off and brought it closer to where she was situated. "Wait, aren't those clock parts?" she had done a lot of tinkering in her day and to confirm she looked through the database to see what type of equipment the lab had on hand. "Hmm." she quickly scanned her basket to make sure before she would step away to look through the various sections of the lab for what she needed. [break][break]

It didn't take long before she had gathered up all the pieces and brought them back to the station. Perhaps it was because Marlene was more machine than person but Morgan didn't feel as nervous as she usually did. "So, your mother built you?" small talk still sucked person or machine "I'm Morgan by the way. Second Year, Support Course." she would take this opportunity to move closer and use the scalpel to make a large incision to give herself more working space. [break][break]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Things had gotten a lot more lively in the support labs since the new freshman class had started. Whether it was new support students testing the limits of their skills or hopeful hero course students looking to get a leg up on the competition. It was a golden age for the support labs! 'This is a nightmare' Morgan thought to herself as she worked on an assignment for one of her classes. The entire room had been filled to such a degree that had to reserve two extra work spaces just to put some distance between her and the next person. Luckily there were other upperclassmen around that were much more likely to answer questions so for the most part Morgan was off the hook.[break][break]


It had been made pretty clear by her actions that she wasn't exactly inviting any freshmen to strike up a conversation. For her assignment, as they tended to have general and then personal ones, the focus would be on repairing several different types of support gear without any assistance. Her specialty had been assembly and disassembly which is something her professor was trying to push the boundaries on. Sure there was always quirk improvement, but she didn't really have any desire to fight which is what quirks were primarily used for at this school in her experience. [break][break]

Standing with her back turned in between two of the workspaces she was balancing a box of parts in one arm as she went to open up the first machine she was tasked with repairing. Just as she was about to do so when she heard a low voice speak waaaaay too close to her. Turning rapidly she jumped a solid two feet back, dropping the entire box on the floor. She would quickly pull up her face mask and used her quirk to pick up all the parts at blinding speed before she moved to put the entire workbench between the two of them "Uh...have you tried one of the others?" her hands shook as she pointed to the larger crowds of people not even hearing out what Marlene needed to say. There was virtually nothing that could be said to prolong this conversation and thank god for that. [break][break]

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