Bushido [LESSON-TRAINING][OPEN TO ALL STUDENTS]

Akasu must say, having been a hero for nearly a decade and working at U.A for a few years, he had seen a lot. But he wasn't expecting someone to stride in looking like he had stepped out of a renaissance fair or JRPG, admittedly, which was what he was looking at right now. Did this man always go around fully geared in medieval armour like that?? And damn, he was tall. Akasu himself was pretty tall, but this guy was even taller and pretty broad...or was that the armour? Either way he was massive. He realised he was just staring at the man who had come in and composed himself.

"Good afternoon... Armory-Sensei...?"

He was taking a guess that it was the teacher he was meant to work with, rather than a student and gave him a bow in greeting.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Akasu Naibun, I am the school nurse, field medic instructor and well... now the Kendo instructor..."

The black haired man introduced himself, wondering if the plate armour had anything to do with the man's quirk or...it was aethstetic. One would assume it was the former, but then he had met some heroes in his career who... were rather dedicated to appearance to the point they were willing to go very far to look the part or to fit with their theme... So it was never safe just to assume.

"Erm, so what sort of subjects are you going to be covering in your part of the lesson? I will be mainly doing Kendo."

He guessed that was obvious from his gear and clothing but well, it was only polite to explain himself first. They should have probably spoken via email about this all first. oh well, what was done was done!

Ko nodded wordlessly in confirmation to his identity - not that there would be any real doubt considering his stature and overall cadence, but it was rude to be impolite. Akasu bowed, Ko returning the motion a bit stiffly in his suit, listening intently to what the other man was saying. Turning out to be a practitioner of medicine was very beneficial, in the long run, to further reinforce accident prevention and response. If anyone got hurt - Ko was glad they'd have someone like him on standby. The topic of lesson choice was then brought up, prompting the man to nod once more and lightly tap at his chest with his left hand, casually forming a wooden sword in his other. "Unorthodox Western methods." came his short words of reply.

His attention drifted as he noticed another person had entered the room, Ko holding his hand for pause to Akasu and turning to face the newcomer. With her age and outfit, it was safe to say this was one of the students who would be actually showing up. His eyes scanned the clock, revealing her early arrival. No matter. If someone was eager to learn, that could only ever be a positive thing. He waited, seeing if Akasu would be the first to officially acknowledge her presence. He could do it himself but letting the other teacher introduce himself seemed like a better idea than grunting a few words at her.

So, the dojo had begun to fill. A positive outcome, Ko thought, nodding as a few more students trickled in. He outstretched one his gauntleted hands, clapping twice and causing a resounding clang to resound across the room. "I'd like to thank you all for coming. One mustn't be so quick to dismiss training when freely offered by instructors such as myself and my co-worker." He paused, crossing his arms for a second. and grunting. "Though before we continue, perhaps I ought to let you all know what my name actually is. To you, it is simply Ko." Chuckling gently, he tapped his own plated chest. "Though I suppose 'Armory' isn't a false name." he plucked his sword from the ground next to him, holding his right arm in a perpendicular fashion as light began to gather around it. "While Akasu here continues on with his plan, I shall be preparing one of mine own." he turned to the other teacher, respectfully bowing slightly. "As you will."

The man she declared as Armor-sensei seemed to wait, and while Ryuga could look at Akasu-sensei, her orange globes were practically glued on the man in front of them. He just looked like a force to be reckoned with. Akasu would ask her a question, but as she would open her mouth to respond, finally turning her gaze over to the school's nurse and kendo instructor...

Satou-san had found his way into the dojo as well, and as Ryuga's orange globes shot their way over to him, her hands moved onto her hips. He would bow, and as the blonde-green-and-orange haired girl turned on her heel, she would see be greeted. Huh. She kept running into him. Not that she minded. He was like a happy ball of sunshine that often entered places with that happy-go-lucky look.

It was envious. But today was something more important. Ryuga's eyes would narrow a little. He went after Himura-san when she could not. That meant one thing. She would best him here. There was a confident smile on her face, painted there as it slowly rose. To Daiki, unable to see inside her mind, there could be plenty of reasons why her neutral expression to a smile upon seeing him.

Oh dear, Ryuga. Don't lead the poor boy on.

When Wolff-san came in next, Ryuga's eyes would zoom over to him. Three blondes now, and more importantly, he had his own gi it seemed. He looked more at home than she did, that was for sure. A little jealousy came, as all she brought her were boxing gloves. And those weren't really made for boxing. So it goes.

As the suit of armor, Armor-sensei, began to speak to them, Ryuga turned her head over to him. This was exactly her reason of coming today. Training would put her ahead in terms of the other classmates who decided to not come. It would set her on the path she wanted. One step closer to achieving her goal as a hero. Supplementary classes weren't optional for her. But it seemed that he had a name. Ko. Ryuga would nod. It was almost adorable to hear, to be honest, as it was so short of a name. Though he would give the reins to Akasu-sensei.

When her attention zeroed back on Akasu, he began to speak, noting to Satou-san first. Ryuga hadn't even been able to speak. But as she allowed Akasu-sensei to finish, she would nod. She knew who he was due to the first day meeting. But, more so, as Ryuga moved to the wardrobe as Akasu-sensei noted, she would begin to walk to the changing room.

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As she would enter, she spoke quickly. "Ryuga Hoden. 1-A. My apologies, Akasu-sensei, for not saying so sooner."

Of course, as Akasu-sensei would begin to show them warm-up exercises, Ryuga watched closely, analyzing the movement, the angle, the relative force behind each movement, as well as the footwork. It seemed different than boxing, but in a different kind of way. It was easy to get stuck in the previous learning over boxing, but she needed to forget what she knew right now, and focus.

When Akasu-sensei requested them to repeat his movements, Ryuga would attempt to do basic kata. Slowly. She was nowhere near the best, but she attempted to match Akasu-sensei in movement. At least as close to a mirror image as she could. She was slower, sure, but each movement was meant to be precise. Precision is key. Not might.

Ren turned to Armory as the teacher commented on the importance of using the resources that were available to them. It was true enough that he was going to need all the training he would get while he was here. He figured out pretty early that using his quirk as it was meant to be used would draw far too much attention, so he'd been trying to disguise it as a creation ability rather than manipulation. As a result he had to change how he thought about his quirk, and in a fight he'd have to rely much more heavily on his own physical prowess. Extra sessions like this would be vital in building up the base he needed. As the man introduced himself, Ren gave a slight nod and made sure to commit Ko's name to memory. It was a little bit odd for a teacher to ask to be called by their first name, but then again the boy had a similar preference.

After Akasu finished giving instructions, Ren figured he might as well start stretching while the other two went to get changed. He set his helmet and shinai down along the far wall of the room and went through a quick set of warm up stretches, making sure that both his shoulders and legs were well loosened up by the time his classmates came back in. He wasn't quite sure why, but to him the traditional garb looked pretty funny on Daiki. The prim and proper clothes didn't really fit the personality that he showed most of the time, though Ren had to admit that it looked pretty good on Ryuga, matching her image in spite of the colorful hair.

Once they had gathered again, Naibun-sensei began to go through some basic Katas. Ren was familiar with the concept from his kendo training, but the unarmed stances were a bit different than what he had grown used to. He did his best to mimic the motions, starting off a bit sloppy until something in his head clicked. The teacher was correct with his comment, the movements seemed like there were perfectly fit for weapon users as well, and as he imagined a blade in his hand it all began to feel much more natural to him. His transitions smoothed significantly as he settled into the routine, focusing on how each motion felt so that he could reproduce it later.