Now to say that it wasn't the smartest idea to sign up for something like this would be very true. Considering recent situations Jo was lucky that Peacekeeper hadn't been found out especially since the 'recent' people she had met were very interested in what she could do as a person. Ever since the volleyball tournament and a couple of recent developments, people wanted to learn more about her. Hell, some people had known her for over a year and were only recently learning that her quirk had to do with her hair.

So on one side this 'getaway' was very much needed, to let the stuff cool down back on the home front. Though she wasn't here to do the heavy lifting, Josie signed up as a number cruncher, something she was terrible at however it's not like any of them knew that.

So here she was walking around the ship in her usual outfit, casually checking different things and punching some numbers into a datapad that was given to the student. Keeping her head down but hopes high for the situation she decided to go about the system with the best of intentions. Plus, all she had to do was throw the more nerdy guys a couple of smiles and giggles to their jokes and they'd be more than happy to give her the benefit of the doubt!

A rotten thing to do, but hey, this was life or death!

could be fatal.

So for now the best bet was to focus on putting down the one in front of her and moving ahead only after this was done.

The advantage in this fight was that threads were red, red as can be and she could follow them. Keen eyesight and not needing glasses were the only things she'd ever give credit to the guy who tossed in a couple of chromosomes to her birth. Now it was interesting, to say the least, the actions he had taken choosing to head straight into the ichor storm.

Which made her cautious.

Why jump into what could be a certain death? This guy didn't know about the no-kill clause she made for herself and the damage he had taken meant he didn't mean to stay in the fight for long. Which could only mean...

Her thoughts came to a halt as the hood roared and her attention turned back to their fight. The wires all at once that were wizzing this way and that like a snake redirected and came towards the neck. A feeling of dread passed through her whole body while the ichor at her feet stopped the pursuit of him and hair around her neck shot through the suit and out. In the back, she could only cake on ichor so that she wasn't sliced into and in the front, she met the threads head-on.

"You, big ole-" She didn't finish her raspy sentence. Instead, the Ichor at her feet came to life again heading towards the injured one. Now trying to grab and cocoon, it would be her best bet to go for that now considering this guy almost got the kill. If it was a fair fight she'd be dead and gone, slumped over with a leg still standing up.

Not the best way to go, definitely.

Ya know, she had to admit despite most of her having to focus on keeping up with the vibrations so that she didn't die, a part of her appreciated this moment. This is what it felt like when she threw everyone in the cocoon from grunts to giants to friggin monsters. JoJo and Peacekeeper had wrapped alota people and left them in the shell for the cops to saw out later.

...It was at times like this she had to think about she must've given at least hundreds of people a claustrophobia. Ah well, it's their fault.

'Still alive in there?'

The words came from outside the cocoon and it looked like this fella who was still applying pressure had taken his ball off the prize in other words the perfect time for her to make a nice escape.

In that moment the cocoon would writhe, Peacekeeper loading it with her thread. If this fella wanted a fight he was going to get one. The ichor grew stronger and stronger all at once. Thick tentacles sprouted with the intent to rip her right out and the tongue became a barbed club and started to zip and fly every which way within her immediate area.

This idiot may have a powerful quirk like her own, but ya don't take your eyes off the prize. Especially to say something stupid when you're not sure if something ain't dead.

The peacekeeper was not dead.

"Crap, Crap, Crap!"

Josie said aloud and immediately was back on her feet after that split. Of all the no-good dirty cheap stratagem to pull this was something from her brother's playbook. Using her teammates and putting them in the way of the ball. Although there was a way to still win this, if she launched herself where she was right now she could get at least a bit of a bump and hope for their teammate to strike the ball back at them.

However, there was an immense catch to that.

If she did that, there'd be no more excuses whatsoever for her P.A. exercises. Lord knows how crazy the teachers would get after that wanting to bring out her true potential. Not to mention Windy if he saw one clip from this may be able to start putting pieces together.

Unfortunately, as that light tap hit, she kept her face blank but oooo in her head she was flipping the hardest bird she had ever flipped. She needed to give herself an out now.

Josie took two quick steps and then 'tripped' while holding her hand out uselessly from afar watching the ball head for the ground while their partner inevitably missed.

The tongue slithered back to its initial size while Jo stared at the glue that had her clung to the ground. Peacekeeper stared at the glue-like glop and rolled her eyes under the hood.

"I really, don't feel like ripping out an entire piece of street only too-"

She stopped speaking when something felt wrong with vibrations within her immediate area. Peacekeeper had looked left and right, only to see something that upset her.

Threads.

Actual threads were being launched towards the vigi-student. She couldn't say for sure if it was wires but the fact alone someone was using something very similar to Peacekeeper's quirk. Well, they were begging for a fight.

First things first, no point in flat-out destroying them. Especially, since someone was either playing possum or hiding either way she needed to draw them out. A simple gasp of surprise left her throat and the threads came up and started to surround the woman. Now it looked like whoever was on the other side was trying to burn her alive or something like that. Something that definitely would've done some serious damage, if it was for Squirelly's suit that he had made for the vigi.

The reaction was immediate her own suit started to vibrate with her being pushed where the threads were colliding with the fabric. Thick strands of hair retaliated and helped her ruse while she yelled and the smell of burnt hair went into the air. Falling over and breathing heavily, Jo acted like there was incredible pain when in reality it was more of an annoying pain. Almost like taking a gut punch when you weren't expecting a gut punch and a bunch of cuts around ya body.

Whoever this was she needed them to come out and if that meant messing up some skin and having a suit that smelled like burnt hair for a while so be it.

This jerk had no idea what was coming to them.

"Alright, that takes care of emergency services, considering the the pile-up, there's no way in hell that I was the only one who made the call." The Peacekeeper spoke raspy while flipping another car right side up. Approaching the truck while cracking their neck she stopped walking for a moment while she listened to the chaos around her for a moment. Something was about to happen and unfortunately for she was stuck right in the middle of it. Six tin foil knights landed around Peacekeeper and she couldn't help, but crack a smile under the mask.

"Alright here's warning number one, turn around drop ya weapons, and get on the ground. Instead of going to hospital jail, you'll go to regular jail with all your limbs working."

Instead of listening to her, they decided to become the new viral clip of the day. Assault rifles had opened fire, and her suit began to twitch. When they opened fire, they were met with their bullets ricocheting off her outfit. The ichor hardening Peacekeeper's suit caused her to charge straight forward towards the ones with guns. Now usually in this case a kick or punch would have to be thrown to send the impact however, she was trying something new with the suit. The bullet was bouncing off thanks to the ichor caking on her suit, in other she was a ram right now.

The batter ram was gonna ram.

Closing the distance in only a moment, the impact went off with a 'crack'. The sound of these grunts getting bulldozed by Peacekeeper, followed by the third receiving a resounding jumping headbutt. Another followed up with a spear only for Jo to grab the spear and use their momentum and some of her own strength to send the fella flying over the highway wall. Wherever he landed would be his own problem.

Peacekeeper took her eyes off the last two and was rewarded with getting a fireball to smack her right in the back. The heat was felt along with the force, but once again thanks to this suit it wasn't too bad. The problem was though the other quirk user hit her with some type of goop. It felt like getting smacked with a glue trap, a left leg now clung to the floor. Rather than let them revel in their victory the reaction was immediate.

The 'tongue' from her outfit stretched and launched itself like a rocket towards the final two. Barbs became very obvious as they popped out and went after both. One it would make a connection with while the other got smacked by their tinfoil buddy. The tongue sent them at least ten feet into the air before bringing them both back down with a massive bodyslam.

"If you can get up I suggest ya don't, your gluetrap is only gonna work for so long."

Ya know, sometimes you find little places for example sports where you can let loose, and no one bats an eye. For Josie, that sport turned out to be volleyball. Luckily for her, not a soul pinpointed her to be even close to Peacekeeper. As far as every student and civilian was concerned The Peacekeeper was some tween with too much power and needed a stern talking from their parent or guardian.

So over the past couple of weeks, Josie moved forward with her quirk. Not flat out using the power like the Peacekeeper however she did find little ways to use it here and there. Though in this tournament she found herself in, her quirk hadn't been needed yet. Instead, she focused on using her skills whether it be acrobatics or her strength.

Josie had no idea how much fun all this could be when it came down to the nitty gritty and here was now in the finals of this little session. Ohhh if Windy could see her now... thank god he couldn't the last thing she needed was anything being pinpointed back to her Vigi.

So with a crack of her neck and tiny hops up and down she waited for the finale. What he would try and do? Regardless, she'd be ready and knock it right outta the park! Wait not that, she'd be disqualified. Well, Josie would do somet