Crys went silent at the flood of possibilities from their potential quirk fusion. Even more fascinating was that with them being twins, there was even more chance that they would not share the same quirk. Crys' father's side proved to be rather selective in their "breeding" before Crys married Akira in attempts to not mutate their quirk, but they had warmed up to the concept and now accepted Akira and the idea of future children as openly as Crys did. Crys didn't even think about what the twin's capability would be as possible heroes, but the way they could contribute to their community. Imagine if they could make clothing that could give people strength or even the ability to assist the disabled like helping people to walk or see. What if they could generate clothing that could be edible and nutritious? What if they even just could change the color of clothing to blue?! The possibilities and probabilities were endless.

Crys nearly asked for a family history for Kaz and her husband just so she could spend the evening writing up genetic punnet squares and statistics... but she snapped herself out of the thought. Maybe that was better left for after they knew each other longer, maybe after their third playdate. Crys didn't want to scare off a new friend with her mildly intrusive analysis.

An reminder came in on her phone which pinged that she was due to meet up with her mother and mother-in-law at the mall to go dress shopping. It wasn't something Crys was keen on for the context considering she felt no need for anything beyond her hero uniform and its transformative capabilities but she did enjoy the outings none the less and it gave Akira more time to bond with her grandmother. "I have an appointment to meet my mothers for clothing shopping. It is frivolous, but benign, if you wished to join us." Crys extended the offer to her new friend to join them. They had spent the afternoon together already so it would be understandable if Kaz was ready to take her twins home, but Crys invited her regardless.

Notes & Tags: Kazashi McCoy | Akira Yumano | Outfit | Hair

Crys nodded along with Kaz's desire to give her children the world. It was an unrealistic sentiment, but one Crys understood fully. She wished everything for Amira, every joy and pleasure, every comfort, eternal peace and happiness. Crys was a rather realistic kind of person, she didn't believe in divine forces or unmeasurable concepts such as luck, but since she married Akira and had Amira, her narrow logical scope felt more open and lenient. Her desire to become a top class hero and change the standards of heroics as a whole felt more tangible than ever. Not because she believed more in her dream but because now she had a specific person that she needed to change the world for, no matter how impossible.

Crys liked the idea of spending time with Kaz again. "Yes, perhaps we can find a time to go on patrol together but at the very least I believe these 'playdates' would benefit us both as a regular occurrence. It is always better to accumulate resources and experience when cooperating with others, and motherhood will likely seem dauntless with us cooperating. I would also like to see this Chuck and his big muscles, I am fascinated at what a quirk like that will contribute towards any possible meta-abilities your offspring could form."

The thought of quirk amalgamation and mutation had been on Crys' mind a lot lately. Her quirk had been inherited from her father's side and it seem to have been nearly identical to her late father's, aunt's and grandmother. She, and to be fair her grandmother, were interested by what Akira's quirk might bring to their children when combined with Crys'. While her grandmother would have preferred keeping their family's quirk unaltered, the potential was intriguing. Crys wondered if Amira developed a quirk what would it be like.

Notes & Tags: Kazashi McCoy | Akira Yumano | Outfit | Hair

As they spoke about the languages Crys knew and was studying, Kaz said a phrase that Crys was unfamiliar with, "Hella smarts on you..." Crys repeated the phrase out loud to try to see if she had heard it correctly. After a few brief moments, she broke it down by context until it clicked. "Ah yes, 'hella smarts'. Noted." Crys nodded along as she comprehended the meaning as basically as possible. "While I wish for Amira and all of my eventual children to be intelligent and competent, I actually wish for them to be more socially versed and emotionally eloquent such as yourself."

As they moved on to discussing Crys' goal of society change and systematic upheaval of the standards of Heroes, Crys never took Kaz's comment of being ambitious negatively. Crys knew her goal was ambitious if not improbable, but for the sake of her future children and all children and weak around the world, she needed Heroes to be better. She never wanted anyone to be let down by heroes as she was, to lose loved ones because heroes weren't good enough. There was plenty of good people could do without taking the responsibility of hero without the capabilities needed to uphold that responsibility.

"Akira and I met in hero school. He was an upperclassman and I scolded him for not being efficient enough during classes as a student teacher. While I am older than him, I was forced to start classes at a lower level to catch up with my peers when I moved to Japan." Crys briefly described meeting her husband and Kazashi replied in kind. "Construction and custodial work, both fine vocations." Crys said honestly.Crys in truth felt a little envious of Kaz's love at first sight. This was a common enough trope in her romance novels she regularly consumed. The love story for herself and Akira could hardly hold the same water romantically. She still cherished it and occassionaly fictionalized it in personal writings herself, but bonding over deceased fathers and vowing to help him bring his father's killer to justice were hardly tantalizing or passionate.

As Kaz mentioned the ideas of soul mates and the intense love that brought being magical, Crys lost herself in thought again. Crys did not believe in supernatural concepts like magic, religion or luck, however there was a rather kindred connection that she had with Akira and now her daughter. Something that she hadn't really put much thought into since it just existed freely and unconsciously. It could be studied and possibly broken down, but there was a contentment in just being unmeasured. This likely was the closest she would agree with the idea of soul mates, and so Crys just gave a gentle nod and said, "Noted."

Crys placed Amira back down into the strolled, stroking Amira's soft tufts of hair softly as she tucked her in. "This is a pleasant outing. I would enjoy joining you in the field while on duty to see your aptitude personally." Crys said in her own bizarre way of saying she would like to meet again sometime.

Notes & Tags: Kazashi McCoy | Akira Yumano | Outfit | Hair