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Post by Ryuusei Himura on May 6, 2019 7:47:35 GMT
Today was the day!
The day of the field trip! Usually field trips involved going somewhere rather mundane and educational like a museum or an art exhibit. This field trip, however, was not going to be like that. Today though it was aptly named was indeed going to be a trip but it involved neither of the aforementioned places or any fields that you may or may not have had in mind. Oh no. Today's excursion was to somewhere much more...well. Interesting might have been a good word for it. Ryuusei wouldn't have used to word himself. But another word escaped him currently on how he might describe today's activity. Dressed as he usually was when he was out and about conducting hero work, Ryuusei looked as sharp as usual. Wearing a well pressed suit that was striped in alternating lines of differing shades of black, Ryuusei naturally had the suit's jacket all buttoned up. Rather than heading out on a mission, the man looked like he was better suited to head to a gathering or photo shoot for men's attire. Yet anyone who knew the stoic psychic understood that Ryuusei wasn't all too fond of bright flashy get-ups that often accompanied those in the hero biz. Oh no. If he was going to dress up, then he preferred to do it his way. Shined shoes tapping lightly against the ground as he approached the train station, Ryuusei glanced down at his watch just as he reached the front. Being the kind of guy that he was, the man had arrived almost twenty-five minutes early. Glancing around as he looked to see if any of his other teammates around, Ryuusei wasn't all that surprised to see that it was only him waiting around. Given that they were gathering in front of the station rather early, the pedestrian traffic around the area hadn't begun to pick up yet. However in another hour of so, it would be a far different story. Whelp, it wasn't as though that mattered to him though. He and the rest of his assigned squad would be long gone by then. Reaching into his back pocket as he pulled out a neatly folded piece of sheet of paper, Ryuusei promptly shook it open before reexamining the instructions written on it. Having read it likely almost half a dozen times before this one, Ryuusei was interested in only one thing on it. The team he'd been assigned to. A bunch of students from 3-A
Yeah. Today was definitely going to be...an experience.
Or so Ryuusei couldn't help but think as he continued to stare down at the names while he awaited the arrival of the others. |
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Post by Yakedo Iatsu on May 6, 2019 21:02:17 GMT
[attr="class","fireparallax"]  Now destiny's callin' out your name! So reply... So reply... AND IGNITE! One, two, three, four.
Was it just her or was this top getting a bit too tight? She didn't want to think about it, maybe after the trip she could send it off to someone to get it tailored to her proper size. A brown jacket came in and around under her chest and over the top half of her midriff. Her yellow top underneath it, complete with golden fire markings gracing the top of it. Both were designed to leave her midriff exposed due to the nature of her quirk: the more skin she had showing the easier it was to cool off.
On her wrists she came prepared with her usual support tools, she didn't come to this with any intention of looking "nice" - it wasn't really something she cared much for anyway. it was about the thrill of the rescue for her and that's what kept bringing her back into the combat and the excitement of becoming a hero. The chance to improve at every opportunity was what drove her forward: and standing in front of her classmate while adjusting the leather gloves on each of her hands she looked up and smiled gently at her classmate.
"Hey Ryuu-chan, you excited for this trip?" She said, her violet orbs focusing in on him for a moment. She didn't really know him that well outside of being classmates but that didn't matter much. After all, she was just happy to see she wasn't the first one here this time and that she had someone relatively strong fighting on her side. "I am pumped!"
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Post by Romi Moon on May 6, 2019 22:58:31 GMT
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The field trip would have him leave Musutafu, for the port-city of Osaka. There’d been more than a few field trips arranged by U.A. in the three years since Romi had begun his hero-studies, but generally they weren’t outside of the city, and so there should have been a quickness to his steps as he crossed the station floor. Yet, the eighteen-year-old’s pace was slower than it was fast. His strawberry-hued eyebrows furrowed as he re-read the printed instructions in his hands.[break][break]
It wasn’t that he wasn’t excited – not exactly. There was just a nagging certainty that he couldn’t shrug off, that the reason that his name was included in the listed four, was because his grading for team-work, consistently since his first-year, was below-average. He couldn’t say if the same applied to the other three – Iatsu, Himura and Lafayette – maybe there were other parts to the structured excursion meant to appeal to their specific failings. But this was their final year, there wasn’t much time left before they’d be snatched up by a hero-agency, made side-kicks, so it made sense that the pressure, the effort to hammer them out into the best would-be-heroes possible would increase.[break][break]
Romi sighed heavily, his expression sour, as he folded his instructions into a small square, pocketing it. It made sense, sure, but he still hated group-work.[break][break]
It wasn’t hard spotting Ryuusei Himura or Yakedo Iatsu, the two of them standing together, waiting. It wasn’t just that it was still early enough that the station floor wasn’t congested with people, it was what the both of them were wearing – or, more precisely, what Ryuusei was wearing.[break][break]
It was a … quirky choice. To dress so formally in a suit for a high-school excursion, but the suit itself was incredibly handsome. Well-pressed, his shoes polished to a gleam. It was difficult not to envy a suit like that.[break][break]
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”’Morning.” Romi didn’t wave to either of his classmates, his hands sunk deep into the side-pockets of a cropped-length leather jacket, but his plush lips offered a wide, welcoming smile. His posture was, as always, awful, leaning his weight more to his left side than to his right. A gesture that caused the thin dark fabric of his cropped tank-top to fall at an angle, flaunting the toned edges of his abdomen. Though not the edge of a hipbone, due to his high-waisted and snuggly-fitted jeans. The brightly-hued bangs of his hair copied the motion of his shirt, lightly swaying from where strands had fallen free from a dark woollen beanie.[break][break]
Romi wasn’t close to either Yakedo or Ryuusei, and even though his smile didn’t wane he found his gaze drifting, idly observing their surroundings rather than focusing on them, on thinking of something further to say than simply ”’morning.”[break][break]
”Guess we’re waiting on Lafayette then …”
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Post by Jon Lafayette on May 7, 2019 15:51:07 GMT
“Can I get a large black coffee with enough sugar to put me in a diabetic coma and blonde it up like a Beverly Hills plastic surgeon’s third wife. Thanks.” Jon yawned deeply, the sleepy sound almost painful as their jaw popped and the teenager grumpily rubbed it, just beneath their ear. They shifted, giving a slow sway of their backside to help settled their quiver’s contents in their haste to get to the train station. Despite coming from the same place as a few others, Jon had irrevocably found themselves running late.
In their defense, the fates had it out for them from the start. They slept through their alarm, the showers had been full, the nurse’s station was behind on their meds, their damn boot had a broken shoelace, one of their blanks had spilled inside the quiver and required some fast thinking cleaning. Getting to the station was the easy part and only the allure of coffee being sold on the end of the street before the station had made Jon backtrack. Standing in line dressed in their uniform and hero gear made for quite the quiet spectacle and Jon had tiredly, but happily posed for a photo, tossing up a quick peace sign. They followed it with a quick wink at the young woman who’d taken it before turning back to the server as they handed over their coffee.
“Are those doughnuts?” Jon hummed thoughtfully at the display case of kitten and puppy faced pastries and weighed how much they’d have to suck up to make up for being late. “I’ll take half a dozen to go, please.” Shoving a few bills into the tip jar, Jon paid and headed off with their goods.
They caught a few more stares, some more blatant than others but they couldn’t really blame any of them. While Jon’s uniform could easily pass for street clothes with the short, black leather jacket over a green shirt and black pants, the addition of the heavy belt and harness combo, quiver and running blade did tend to draw the curious eye. Luckily there was little foot traffic this early in the morning and Jon wondered if Ryuu hated them to be up this early. When the training regiment assignment thing had been given, Jon had scoffed, rolled their eyes and groaned about it before finally agreeing. It’d been in jest originally, they’d actually been looking forward to doing something after the attack on the school. It’d been too long since they stretched themselves and felt itching to just do something.
Ten minutes later they strolled up to Ryuu and the others and held up their bag of pastries, giving it a light shake as a peace offering. Jon took a sip of their lukewarm coffee, swallowed and gave their biggest accidental yawn, instead of their signature grin. “Whoo, sorry.” They gave a shake of their head, sending green locs swaying. They sported two lime green band aids on the hand holding the white bag, curving around the palm of their hand, a latest addition that morning to add to their many reasons of lateness. “Was up late, doing stuff. Brought us some breakfast for on the way over, yeah?”
Ryuu in his ever present suit made quite the image, kinda like a fancy mortician with the crisp, clean dark lines of his uniform. Yakeda, yes, hello, thank you for existing with her get up that felt like she was going to step into the ring and curb stomp you. Jon would thankfully say, yes please to that. And Romi, stepping right out of some young, teen magazine where girls would squeal and pretend they were dating the fellow third year. Jon looked the group over before giving a proper, sleepy smile.
“Wow,” they stated, tone unimpressed. “We really do look like a group of strangers rounded up at the bus stop.” And took another long drink of their coffee. “This everyone?”
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Post by Koji Tatsumi on May 7, 2019 17:09:41 GMT
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A fieldtrip. How interesting.
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Koji has never gone on such an excursion like this in his 18 years of living so far. He has never actually left Tokyo once in his life. Therefore, this was bound to be interesting. If he may be so, bold to say that. Which he is not most of the time. He is far from boldest. If this whole scene in front of him is any indication.
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Koji was the first to arrive at the train station by an hour standing next to the trees with his tablet, as usual he is about 6’7” and 300 ibs and wore nothing since he did not need clothing as humans do and he has nothing to be modest about himself. However, after after 45-minutes he noticed Ryuusei, but after about 5 minutes of waving at the black haired student, Koji decided it was for the best just to wait for the others. As they arrive one by one.
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Next, to arrive was Yakedo, Koji also tried to wave at her but she was far too focused on Ryuusei to notice him. Cool cool cool cool cool. This is fine. Great, the trees were laughing at him now. Next to arrive was Romi who he also tried to wave down but yet again they we’re too preoccupied to notice him and-shut up already you stationary assholes!
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Good thing Koji can silently communicate with trees and plants or else he would get looks from everybody and having so many people look at him would make him want to die. Finally, the last person or so of the group arrived. Jon. That is when Koji’s patience ended. At least for waiting. Therefore, he lumbered over to the group and waving like mad. He kept waving at them when he was within a feet of them, hoping this time they noticed him.
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Post by Edelgard Koya on May 12, 2019 21:58:07 GMT
 TRAINING DAY A boisterous voice declared across the lightly crowded station, earning him more than a few odd stares and grumbles while Edelgard snaked his way through what few people were between him and his 'destiny', cyan hair sitting neatly in swirled tufts atop his head. His internship had taken a surprising turn when an investigation that his mentor (and by extension, him) got caught up in - keeping him away from school for a bit longer than expected. He had nearly missed the entire trip had it not been for the empty classroom and looks of his... lower-classmen. Now, being early, had had initially assumed that he was just... early. HOWEVER! The tree guy, Kuji or something-rather, wasn't there. Edelgard had made it his mission to strain his eyesight and look for the giant wherever he could possibly be, the classmate somehow avoiding conventional detection from most of his peers. Granted, he wasn't very good at finding him yet, but after literally flicking the lights on and off and calling his name to no response, he remembered that there was a scheduled trip. Now however...! He had made it only slightly late, and hopefully was still applicable to go on the thing to begin with!!! Perhaps checking with Ko-san would've been ideal? It wasn't like he actually... knew where to find the armored enigma, though. He was nearly like Boji in that regard! "I know only some of you!" He declared, drawing closer to the gathering of 3-A students. "Therefore, perhaps it'd be best to introduce myself once more." Pushing his glasses up far enough to reflect the sun's rays, he tilted his head up. "I am Deliquesce! ...Or I will be, hopefully. My actual name is Edelgard Koya, and as you might've guessed, I'm in your class." He paused for a moment, rolling his shoulders and making a not-so-subtle glance at one of the student's pastry collection. "Pleased to meet you!" He stated in English, whipping a finger gun. "I hope we can learn about each other upon this field trip!"
Something was tingling at the back of his mind, almost as if he had forgotten something... hm. What could it be? Edelgard recounted the heads present, convinced everyone was here. Maybe... he left the microwave at 0:02 seconds without clearing it at home?? No that's... aha! Koji! Where was the stealthy lad!? He turned, blinking as he came face-to-torso with the very same person he was searching for. "Ah yes! Tree-man! I was looking for you recently, you know!!" |
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PLAYED BY Gmot
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Post by Sun-hee Gung on May 12, 2019 23:07:24 GMT
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Sun-hee was never the best at getting anywhere on time, even though he was the one who had woken Romi up, he left afterwards - running slightly before schedule as he had to fix his hair twice and make sure everything fitted just right. He was dressed in a light, long sleeve grey shirt and some a pair of jeans. He wore two bracelets on his left wrist and one on his right. Three earrings in each ear.
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"Hey Romi!" He called out as he walked towards the platform. "Couldn't wait for me?" He asked, before eyeing the rest of the group assigned to the field trip. He smiled at them, it was sweet - genuine, as he rubbed his hand at the back of his head. "Sorry, I'm not late, am I?" He asked. He wasn't particularly close to anyone in the group besides Romi, but still, they were all faces that he could pick out in a crowd.
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People who he had ranked in the order of who he'd like to fight, who seemed strong- still, that was a secret to everyone; even Romi - though Romi was on the top of his list, since they had sparred since they were kids - often going neck and neck. The two were close, like brothers - as close as Sun was with his twin brother, Jae.
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"So, anyone know what we're doing today?"
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adam jensen - mystic
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PLAYED BY NK
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Post by Ryuusei Himura on May 21, 2019 20:48:13 GMT
And with the arrival of Sun-hee Gung, the gang was all here.
Yakedo Iatsu.
Romi Moon.
Jon Lafayette.
Sun-hee Gung.
Koji Tatsumi.
Edelgard Koya. Bored eyes glancing at the arrival of his teammates, Ryuusei acknowledged each one with a simple nod. He wasn't close to any of them and being that he was a man of few words, he preferred to keep it that way. Yakedo's question had caused him to glance in her general direction before glancing else where. It wasn't that he disliked the girl though. It was just more that he didn't like getting caught up in her pace. Responding to the question would have led to even more questions or worse....friendly banter. Dear god. That would have been an absolute horror for him which was why he simply brushed aside what she'd asked with nothing more than a light shrug. After everyone had given their greetings, the group who was gathered in a circle would be greeted by the person who should have been here first.  The teacher. Though...given the nature of her quirk. She might have been here all along. The black wispy teacher said in a rather sultry voice as little tendrils of black mist seemed to caress down her body while she stepped towards them. Appearing from what seemed like no where, Ryuusei turned his head towards the woman's voice as he spied the lady who well known in the hero community. It was the Darkness Hero: Black Mist. A sexy lady whose body was seemingly ethereal. But that clearly wasn't the case as he pulled out a set of folders from her back. "Here you go students." The woman said with a soft smile as she walked around handing out the folders to the class. "Inside will be everything you need for this trip. It includes your tickets, your hotel reservations, and where you'll need to be for the debriefing of your mission. As excited as I'm sure everyone is to go on this trip, please. Don't be late." The woman said with a light chuckle. "Though, on a serious note, I'm sure you all understand that on this mission you'll all be ultimately responsible for not only your safety but also the safety of your team. I hope you keep this in mind as I won't be lending you any assistance and am only here to grade your performance. Honestly though, seeing how you're all on the cusp of becoming Pro Heroes in your own right, missions like this will soon become the norm. You'll be in charge of the operation, the planning, and the execution. That is the point of today. So while U.A. has done it's very best to ensure that your safety won't come into jeopardy, never forget that there will always be unknown variables that may come to pass...""But with that said." The woman said as she broke away from the crowd and began to walk towards the train station. "I do wish you all the best of luck."
"Oh." The woman suddenly said as she paused in her stride for a second. "And one last piece of advice."
"Be careful." She added simply before stepping inside the station and disappearing from sight. Given that with her quirk she could blend into the shadows and observe events passively from them, Ryuusei doubted that the teacher would be very far from the group. Unless of course they split up at which point who knew where she would be. But with that done and folders neatly in hand, Ryuusei decided to take the initiative to lead the way towards the station. Checking the folder while he walked, his eyes glanced over it's contents which had everything that the teacher had said. A ticket for the bullet train. A set of documents for the hotel they were set to kill some time at. And instructions that they were to meet at the hotel's lobby around 8PM that night to be shuttled to the operation zone. The instructions were rather simple and it seemed like most if not everything they did in their spare time was ultimately up to them. So long as they were where they needed to be come the gathering time. Not pausing in stride as he made his way through the barrier which would eat his ticket, Ryuusei would wait quietly on the platform of the station. Though other people might think it wise to socialize with his class on the way up, Ryuusei wouldn't make the slightest effort as trying to herd a bunch of teenagers was nothing but a headache. Plus he figured them more than capable of finding their way up. The dark haired boy wouldn't actively await for the rest of his class that was likely close behind and would instead simply re-read the documents that the teacher had provided them. Being the meticulous type, Ryuusei would simply reread the papers quietly looking akin to some young budding salary man looking at some documents for work. Naturally he still looked just a bit too young but he could ALMOST pass for one. Still, even while he read the sheets, he began to think that perhaps talking to his teammates might be a good idea. Given the scope of the operation he would likely need their help after all. But doing so required talking to 'them'. Hmm... This would be quite the problem. |
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quirk Ignition
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Post by Yakedo Iatsu on May 26, 2019 3:28:50 GMT
[attr="class","fireparallax"] Now destiny's callin' out your name! So reply... So reply... AND IGNITE! Yakedo spent a moment paying attention to the details given to them by the teacher, but she knew that was just the nature of the beast. They were being thrown in to deal with real crime now, this was no longer just drilled. Yakedo felt her heartbeat begin to quicken, this is what she had been waiting for. She hadn't had a chance to fight a real criminal since her internship with her older brother not too long ago. She took her time looking through all the information she had been provided before finding her way aboard the bullet train and taking a seat amongst her classmates. She pulled from her bag what appeared to me a bag of dried jerky, and eagerly began munching.
She knew there was a lot in front of them, but at this point Yakedo was just excited to be going to the frontlines against some villains. She had been training for literally years for this opportunity, but to need a group this big of heroes there must be some serious manpower among these criminals or else they were just going to totally run them over. Yakedo snickered at the thought of the total annihilation of some group of wannabe thugs. She turned to her classmates and in a loud, overly-callous tone just spoke without really thinking about much. "Alright, so what's the plan kiddos. How're we gonna kick some dumbass villain butts!" If she was any louder they may have heard her in America, if they didn't already. [newclass=.fireparallax]background:url('https://ak6.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/1014342566/thumb/1.jpg');background-size:2000px;background-attachment:fixed;background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:center top;[/newclass] |
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PLAYED BY Blue
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Post by Jon Lafayette on Jun 18, 2019 15:11:20 GMT
OOC: Posting with the fact Dom is MIA and Caramel retired Koji, so there’s no reply to their characters. I can still edit in replies if needed. ^_^
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Jon squinted at the sunshiny entrance of Edelgard, blinking slightly before raising their bag of goodies, offering it up for anyone to grab one with a slow shake directed specifically at Edel. If none did, well, they could always sleep off the sugar induced coma on the train. “Yo,” they replied a rather subdued greeting over their nearly empty coffee cup. The life giving caffeine fix was doing wonders for their soul but they were always a little more slow on the take before the sun had a chance to hang in the sky. Ugh, mornings, why did they have to exist. “nice,” they added in English, giving a slow wink. It was always interesting to hear English and it was a rarity for Jon to use it, except to harass their brother and those instances were so few and far between.
“Oh yeah, hold hands, sing some songs, list off all our intimate fears in alphabetical order,” Jon said purposefully offhandedly, swirling their cup and peered through the little hole in the lid at the dwindling amount. “some real train bonding time.”
They turned at the last voice and grinned at Sun, their fellow green haired classmate as he brought up the rear and the possible end of trailing individuals. “Better late than never, dude” The crisp bag of pastries was shifted in the teen’s direction. “Sugary lardy goodness to start the day? Got enough for everyone.”
At the silky voice, the teen paused mid sip at the arrival of their instructor and with all the tact they were known for, Jon blurted out, “Whoa, hey I saw you on a rerun of Lost last night. Good ep.” They gave Mist another once over when she pulled out stack of folders from lord knew where and accepted the one handed to them, awkwardly shuffling their coffee cup and bag to one arm. Jon half listened to the heroine’s speech, partly due to being half awake, partly trying to open the tricky folder without losing everything in the process and still trying to finish the last of their coffee. Eventually they gave up, chugged the rest with the prowess of a drunk frat boy and chucked the empty cup into the nearest recyclable can. Japan was super picky about their trash and recyclables and they’d stubborn leaned it the hard way. One could only take so many quietly displeased looks from sweet looking grandmothers before they caved.
Jon hummed thoughtfully at the last encouragement and advice; be careful, before inwardly scoffing at themself. Minus the bandaids, the third year was in relative good stature. It was all too common to see them sporting a couple of bandages at any given time, a testament of their hard drive and inability to look after themselves while training. It was easier to focus on those around them, then to worry about their safety. Reckless, foolish, dumb bitch, Jon didn’t really care what they were called, they got the job done and if they had a little booboo at the end, whatever.
Following the group after being dismissed by Black Mist, Jon pulled out their train ticket to be fed through the machine. “Swanky,” they stated, pushing through the turn sill. “UA sprung for a real hotel and everything. Wonder if there’s a minibar to raid.” They glanced ever so briefly through everything, cherry picking details before deciding to look through it later, where’d they conveniently forget. Eh, sometimes it was better hashing it out in person with their teammates.
At the double buzz in their pocket, Jon fished out their phone to look at the text message they’d received and their grin softened. They tapped out a quick reply, chuckling quietly and slipped the phone away just as the train arrived and the group got on. Slipping into the seat behind Ryuusei, solely for the reason to lean over said seat to pester him, Jon slipped an arm over the top and stood on tiptoe. “A’ight tall, dark and stoic, what are your leadery thoughts?”
“Kick ass, take names,” they returned the enthusiastic cry from Yakedo. Jon eyed the jerky with all the desire they could legally muster and not be called out for indecent sounds. “Trade you a doughnut, Firefly?”
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