Internship Issues and of Brothers (open)

Despite being being neither well known or equally the opposite, X always felt as though people were constantly looking at him as the other. Whether it was his lack of homogeneous Japanese features like the rest or the fact that he was the second year that should have been a third year, most of the fears that he had were completely and totally within his own mind. In fact while he did stand out on the street, there was the simple fact that in a world where a person's quirk could cause them to have lizard scales and a vulpine head, genetically tame features such as the color of one's skin were considered especially mundane. That being the case, while X did notice the kid rather haphazardly (by his own estimation) strewn about the school grounds but he didn't overly give it much thought.

Or at least he didn't want to. Half of the issue with his own quirk was that a stray thought often became a matter of focus for one of the two halves and part of his coping mechanism for such quirks within his quirk was to constantly be focusing on something or another, hence the book open and held just high enough for him to read yet still watch where he was going. His focus was the bench under rather large tree that could provide both shade and equally hadn't been pooped on by the birds above.

The weather was good enough for the sneakers, cargo shorts and t-shirt that he wore but frolicking in the grass like that one kid . . . too risky, one could break their neck if a meteorite fell from the sky and hit them. It was a 1 in a 1,600,000 chance, true, but for the phenomena to be a statistic, there had to be a possibility. Sitting down and setting his backpack beside him on the bench that could seat three, X flipped to the next page in book detailing the latest technological studies about the world of prosthetic limbs. Reaching in his bag to pull out his notepad and pencil, a stray thought crossed his mind about the statistical probability of him spontaneously combusting and off his mind went. By the time he found what he was looking for, he was pretty sure that he ought not to stick around under the tree for long least a lightning strike occur on this otherwise perfect day. Such things were a possibility and the last thing that he wanted to do was lose another year of study. 

 It had come as some surprise to Yui to find herself with several different and competing offers of internship to deal with. She had not expected it to be honest, since her performance in the UA Sports Festival though better than she expected... Had been poor overall. Her Quirk did not lend itself to direct combat, though at least she was able to function in the face of that crowd. Somehow it would have been much worse if she had not been able to do so. Yui was glad she kept her musical talents out of the festival however, it would send entirely the wrong message about her Quirk and about how she wanted to be a hero. Perhaps things would have been easier if she had been granted a Quirk more in line with her talents. However, such was the nature of life, plus it was pretty cool to be able to pass through solid barriers. Doors as well as windows were problems for other people. Downside was she really never had an excuse for being late anywhere. 

She had chosen her own internship ages ago, though Yui being the quiet individual she was away from her guitar and stage had not really told anyone about it. Yui was going to work with a music hero at his agency, not simply because they shared an interest in song and sound, but also as on their books there happened to be a hero with a similar Quirk to Yui's. It seemed therefore the best fit in order to learn more, plus it might help to make her more confident. 
Yui lost in her own private though, noticed after sitting down on the grass to enjoy the sun that her classmate Jun was around as well as two older boys who she did not know who happened to be near him. The petite student considered calling out hello or going over to them... But decided against it. If he was hanging out with his friends he might be embarrassed or annoyed that someone from his class just strolled up bold as brass. Plus Yui was never good at speaking to others, she always said the wrong thing, or did the wrong thing or genuinely made some kind of mistake. Sure she could play to a large crowd with her guitar but speak to a handful of people? Nope. 

Caffeine? Paco certainly knew his audience. Nodding a thanks and taking the drink, X let his study materials sit on his lap as he opened it and took a sip. As he waited for the stimulant to kick in, he sighed and shook his head, staring off into the distance as he addressed his privileged friend. "Well, we can't all be as fortunate as you Señor Idigoras." Smirking, X chuckled as he shook his head and ribbed his classmate. Paco was one of the few students at UA that genuinely fascinated X what with his "luck" quirk and all. To X, the fact that the boy was able to consistently defy the odds time and time again was a skill that kept X up many a night trying to find a way to harness to a greater potential. For every "big brain" quip that Paco made, X was able to fire back with one equally dripping with a decadent humor fit for a "King". 

Setting his drink beside himself, he picked back up his book and study materials as he went back to jotting down notes. Being able to multitask as he was, he perked up when the easy breezy blonde kid spoke up about accepting a free drink. "Trust me, the blessings runneth over when you hang out with him." Continuing to write, he flipped a page and momentarily caught movement out of the corner of his eye as he noticed two individuals a little ways away. Flicking his gaze further in that direction, he continued to write with one brain as he watched one of the two fling something in their direction. His natural instincts kicking in, the other half of his brain told him to move as it calculated about as close to a correct trajectory as it could as he tried to move despite knowing full well that he wasn't going to be able to get totally out of the way. In those precious few moments, all that X could mutter was a reserved, "Huh . . ." as he reached for his drink and attempted to duck.


OOC: I could be wrong but I'm assuming that Riku and Yui are coming from either the right or the left of X, Paco and Jun who are on the bench. Thus, a snowball would appear from a distance to be aimed at any one of the three or all three of them equally. If I'm wrong, please feel free to correct via post. 

Though most students at U.A. didn't exactly walk around battle ready at all times, most at least expected that a pop quiz could quite literally appear out of thin air and turn their entire day upside down. While X didn't think that this was one such situation, he was still left with the lingering thought that Paco's quirk should have kicked in and allowed an innumerable things to occur in order to allow Paco not to get hit with slushy surprise. As rude and as intrusive as it might have been, X very much treated Paco like a living specimen to study due to the quirky nature of his quirk. Straightening himself up and going back to a more relaxed position on the bench he nodded and waved to the newcomers. "Xavier, though you can call me X, it's a pleasure to meet you and I believe that I have heard you play before."

Though equally focused on the formalities of introducing himself, he used the other half of his brain to calculate the odds of Paco's quirk kicking in versus the odds of it completely failing him. Was this an example of the boy's luck in it's more "cursed" state or was it simply a case of it not activating due to Paco not being in contact with the object flung. Had Paco been watching out for it, could he have dodged it, and if so, would his "luck" have extended to those in direct physical contact with something that he too was in contact with? X would have to study his friend more, and so, he jotted down a note in the corner of his page of notes, completely unrelated to the rest but something that he'd return back to at some point. Ever the observer, he'd eventually one day figure out the limits both good and bad for everyone if life allowed.

Not able to completely put his finger on it, the fact that Riku and Jun were before him tugged at some invisible string to a memory just beyond his ability to recall. Brushing it off for the sake of living in the moment, he didn't follow the mental trail but he instead pointed his pencil at one twin and then the next."Do you two do that freaky mental thing where you finish each other's sentences and the like?" A rather harmless question, X was very much fascinated about the ability to study twins in person without having to creep around. There weren't any in his program of study that he'd come across so he had to take what he could get. Did they have similar or opposite quirks, did their quirks have a positive or negative effect on the others quirk? So many questions, so little time to ask them.