Sept 10, 2023 2:45:35 GMT
Post by Takeo Hoga on Sept 10, 2023 2:45:35 GMT
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Martial arts was something Takeo had written off a long time ago.
Given the nature of his quirk, any protein and nutrients his body obtained went mostly towards developing his unique brain. At least, that’s the way his doctor had explained it to him and his parents when he was very young. What that meant in practice was that his muscles never really developed like a normal person’s, no matter how well he ate or how much he worked out. Sports and close quarters combat were things he literally could not improve at beyond a certain point. After all, technique could only go so far.
Martial arts relied more heavily on technique than most other forms of physical activity, but there was still a point where it became pointless to practice them. Still, when he’d first found out about this opportunity, he’d noticed that Judo was one of the options offered.
Judo was something that relied on an opponent’s momentum. That was something he could make use of, given enough time and practice.
After his experience with the purple man, he’d take any advantage he could get.
—--
Arriving at the back of the school, Takeo saw the three older women who were going to be teaching them. Heroes, presumably, but he wasn’t up to snuff on his knowledge of the locals. Other than the most famous names, they all blurred together for him. Something that would certainly change once he’d spent more time at UAU.
In fact, considering all the students and teachers he’d met so far, Takeo had almost wondered if he’d accidentally transferred to an all-girls school. If it weren’t for the UAU initials and emblem plastered all over the grounds, as well as the other guy who’d showed up to this class today, it would’ve been an entirely plausible theory.
His hand clenched into a fist at the smallest hero’s words.
There was a certain level of anger he held with himself. He’d nearly let his fear get the best of him when the chips were on the counter. If he’d slipped and been unable to use his quirk…how many more people would’ve gotten hurt? Would he have even survived?
Indeed, he had no intention of being cowed. He couldn’t let doubt and insecurity take over- those were fatal on the battlefield.
”Understood, ma’am.” The young man spoke with a cool tone. Outwardly, he appeared calm. Breathing techniques and mental exercises helped him exhibit a collected demeanor, which was necessary for manifesting and controlling his quirk.
Even if he still had fear and doubt deep inside.
Before they began, however, one of the other instructors spoke up- clarifying that she was the student counselor and had a form for them to fill out.
A sigh escaped Takeo’s lips before he could stop himself. He assumed there would be a caveat like this, considering that this class was specifically tailored for students who had encountered what were now being referred to as ‘the Elementals’. It was an appreciated, and likely legally required, endeavor- but he couldn’t help but feel coddled. As if he wasn’t trusted to handle his own shit.
Still, none of that was Ms. Gotoh’s fault. Takeo offered no complaint as he took the form and looked it over.
1. How are you feeling about the school?
It was hard to answer since he’d hardly been here a week or so. He was meant to mark an opinion he didn’t have on a spectrum from left to right. A bit odd, but he supposed he might as well ease their worries and give them a positive rating. He placed his mark close to the end of the right side.
--------x--
2. How are you feeling socially?
Again, he hadn’t been here long- but Takeo had always struggled a little socially. He’d never been entirely antisocial, but he didn’t have any deep or intimate relationships either- only small groups of casual friends growing up. He hadn’t really interacted with any of the other students at UAU since his arrival either- other than his roommate, anyway.
---x-------
3. How are you generally feeling?
Takeo squinted his eyes, unsure how to untangle the complicated, multi-faceted nature of his emotions into a simple ‘good’ or ‘bad’ spectrum. His eyes met Sadako’s for a moment- his confusion written on his face. Clearly they were expected to mark something down, so he guessed the middle of the road would suffice. No reason to overthink something like this.
-----x-----
Once he’d finished marking the sheet and returned it to Ms. Gotoh, he’d look to the shorter woman who’d spoken up first.
“Excuse me, Ms…” His voice would trail off, searching for an answer from the hero before continuing. ”I’m only interested in learning about Judo. Is that alright?”
The question was awkward and to the point, but he’d rather come off as a little annoying or direct than waste time learning something he couldn’t use.
Holding on tight
Martial arts was something Takeo had written off a long time ago.Given the nature of his quirk, any protein and nutrients his body obtained went mostly towards developing his unique brain. At least, that’s the way his doctor had explained it to him and his parents when he was very young. What that meant in practice was that his muscles never really developed like a normal person’s, no matter how well he ate or how much he worked out. Sports and close quarters combat were things he literally could not improve at beyond a certain point. After all, technique could only go so far.
Martial arts relied more heavily on technique than most other forms of physical activity, but there was still a point where it became pointless to practice them. Still, when he’d first found out about this opportunity, he’d noticed that Judo was one of the options offered.
Judo was something that relied on an opponent’s momentum. That was something he could make use of, given enough time and practice.
After his experience with the purple man, he’d take any advantage he could get.
—--
Arriving at the back of the school, Takeo saw the three older women who were going to be teaching them. Heroes, presumably, but he wasn’t up to snuff on his knowledge of the locals. Other than the most famous names, they all blurred together for him. Something that would certainly change once he’d spent more time at UAU.
In fact, considering all the students and teachers he’d met so far, Takeo had almost wondered if he’d accidentally transferred to an all-girls school. If it weren’t for the UAU initials and emblem plastered all over the grounds, as well as the other guy who’d showed up to this class today, it would’ve been an entirely plausible theory.
His hand clenched into a fist at the smallest hero’s words.
There was a certain level of anger he held with himself. He’d nearly let his fear get the best of him when the chips were on the counter. If he’d slipped and been unable to use his quirk…how many more people would’ve gotten hurt? Would he have even survived?
Indeed, he had no intention of being cowed. He couldn’t let doubt and insecurity take over- those were fatal on the battlefield.
”Understood, ma’am.” The young man spoke with a cool tone. Outwardly, he appeared calm. Breathing techniques and mental exercises helped him exhibit a collected demeanor, which was necessary for manifesting and controlling his quirk.
Even if he still had fear and doubt deep inside.
Before they began, however, one of the other instructors spoke up- clarifying that she was the student counselor and had a form for them to fill out.
A sigh escaped Takeo’s lips before he could stop himself. He assumed there would be a caveat like this, considering that this class was specifically tailored for students who had encountered what were now being referred to as ‘the Elementals’. It was an appreciated, and likely legally required, endeavor- but he couldn’t help but feel coddled. As if he wasn’t trusted to handle his own shit.
Still, none of that was Ms. Gotoh’s fault. Takeo offered no complaint as he took the form and looked it over.
1. How are you feeling about the school?
It was hard to answer since he’d hardly been here a week or so. He was meant to mark an opinion he didn’t have on a spectrum from left to right. A bit odd, but he supposed he might as well ease their worries and give them a positive rating. He placed his mark close to the end of the right side.
--------x--
2. How are you feeling socially?
Again, he hadn’t been here long- but Takeo had always struggled a little socially. He’d never been entirely antisocial, but he didn’t have any deep or intimate relationships either- only small groups of casual friends growing up. He hadn’t really interacted with any of the other students at UAU since his arrival either- other than his roommate, anyway.
---x-------
3. How are you generally feeling?
Takeo squinted his eyes, unsure how to untangle the complicated, multi-faceted nature of his emotions into a simple ‘good’ or ‘bad’ spectrum. His eyes met Sadako’s for a moment- his confusion written on his face. Clearly they were expected to mark something down, so he guessed the middle of the road would suffice. No reason to overthink something like this.
-----x-----
Once he’d finished marking the sheet and returned it to Ms. Gotoh, he’d look to the shorter woman who’d spoken up first.
“Excuse me, Ms…” His voice would trail off, searching for an answer from the hero before continuing. ”I’m only interested in learning about Judo. Is that alright?”
The question was awkward and to the point, but he’d rather come off as a little annoying or direct than waste time learning something he couldn’t use.
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TL;DR
- Takeo muses that almost everyone he's met at UAU has been a woman except for his roommate and Elijah
- Notes that his quirk makes learning or trying to improve at most physical activities a waste of time, though Judo has potential
- Wants any advantage he can get after his experience with the Elementals
- Takes the form Sadako hands out and marks the answers to the best of his ability (Says he's happy with the school though he has no opinion, marks that he's not doing the best socially, and puts his emotions at the middle of the road since he can't think of a better way to express them with the metric given)
- Bluntly asks if it's okay for him to just focus on learning Judo
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TL;DR
- Takeo muses that almost everyone he's met at UAU has been a woman except for his roommate and Elijah
- Notes that his quirk makes learning or trying to improve at most physical activities a waste of time, though Judo has potential
- Wants any advantage he can get after his experience with the Elementals
- Takes the form Sadako hands out and marks the answers to the best of his ability (Says he's happy with the school though he has no opinion, marks that he's not doing the best socially, and puts his emotions at the middle of the road since he can't think of a better way to express them with the metric given)
- Bluntly asks if it's okay for him to just focus on learning Judo
