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Umahime Meiyo

Class is over and now its time for gym class. This is where she will show off her athletic prowess at the eyes of many. She follows along with her fellow classmates to the locker room. Upon arrival, as she was changing into her gym clothes, someone came up to her to ask a friendly question. Umahime looked at her and scowled. "And why is a plebeian questioning my existance? Are you bothered by my appearance?" She asked. One could tell that she is not in the mood for making friends. As she is finally done changing, she says "Listen, I have no time to make allies. If you want to be a good friend to me, then get out of my face."

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Frieda Fitzjerald
Tags: Zamasu (Open)
Location: Female Lockeroom, AA

The girl pales for a moment, holding her head in their hands at the mention of Gym and the flood of memories that start to come back like a hail of projectiles, which funny enough was also one of the worst ones *Oh please, please don't let it be dodgeball* staying trying to think how to handle to upcoming situation until she realizes the rest of the class had already left "No! Im going to be late!" scampering from her desk and dashing down the halls with a rainbow trail dropping behind her.

The sprinting girl dashes straight past those who had been walking slowly, but sadly also the locker room itself in her frantic sprint until stopping and turning back around, catching her breath on the door frame before the new issues appear to her regarding getting changed in front of everyone. Clasping the plastic packet of the uniform and slowly looking around the room, she jumps into the air at the sound of her name and spinning round to face the form of Aijou "Oh erm...I....I dont....normally speak infront of....so many people and.....I still dont even know how i made it in..." her tone dropping to a whisper and looking away "compared to all those who didnt". She does, however, look up after she speaks to see the girl changing in front of her, their face flushing up red before she darts to the side into her locker and the door closing behind her.

 

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Galatea Cyprus
Tags: All (Open)
Location: Female Lockeroom, AA

The Gym class was next up and the tall form of Galatea makes her way to the locker room at a steady pace, though still stopping intermittently mumbling and making comments as they seemed to be either counting or studying several random objects from door radiators to floor tiles. When they do eventually arrive at the locker room they spend several more minutes looking over the costume before finally changing without much ceremony, pulling their current uniform off with a faint shimmering effect to the material without even unbuttoning anything. Standing there in nothing but simple cloth bindings in place of undergarments, it could be clearly seen the sheer amount of muscle that covered her form that had been hidden beneath the more baggy sizes she would normally wear, though soon throwing the gym uniform on in a single piece with a shimmer like before after setting it out in front of her, straightening out he material afterwards several times.

 

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"Now how could I be bothered by your existance I wish I had known the daimyo was a beauty I might have tried to be be a court lady or something" Ai said a little chuckle in her voice as this was more funny than anything to her. "Still to be a hero and fulfill your noblesse oblige so very gallant perhaps you would want prima nocta as repayment" Ai continued having a hard time not laughing at the end. Their noble was pretty that was for sure but teasing her was fun.

While they spoke or well Ai spoke and Umahime just said go away Ai was changing. When Ai removed her shirt it revealed that most of her torso had scars on it. She didnt have tons but there were far more and far bigger ones than would be on a normal person. It was also clear these scars were deliberate mostly in their placement to not show. These were from training and punishments from her family.

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Umahime Meiyo

Umahime felt a bit disgusted when the girl offered her a prima nocta. It was too sudden for her to ask and the two just met. "Are you stupid? I do not even know who you are and yet you are inviting me to have sex with you? Digusting!" She is now furious "Go find someone else to please your desire, you whore." When the girl took off her clothing, Umahime took notice of the scars on her body. She was thinking that she had underwent some sort of abuse. "Pardon..." She says "Where do you happen to get those scars? Not that I am in the way concern."

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[Karcen]

Ai almost burst out laughing how serious Umahime took her when she was poking fun at her. Though the question about her scars that was a tsundere line right there. That was surprisingly cute to meet somone who might act like that. Still on the matter if her scars Ai should have seen this coming few families would treat their kids so harshly in training and punishment.

"Well first the prima nocta was a joke silly you shouldnt take everyone seriously" Ai explained anyone else would know she was joking. "As for these" she motioned to her scars "My family can be harsh very harsh in their punishments" she explained more or less saying she was abused which was true but it wasnt for the normal reason.

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Aijou Kurokami
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"Listen Frieda, it doesn't matter if you don't know how you got here. Just say that you've gotten lucky to be here. And also, don't compare yourself to those who haven't got in. In time, they will enter this prestigous school. Its just that now is not the time." Aijou says in an attempt to give Frieda something to boost her confidence. By then, she just noticed her blushing. "Hey, why is your face red? Are you getting hot?" She asked.

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Umahime Meiyo

Umahime let out a loud huff, crossing her arms and pout. "We even if that is a joke, you shouldn't be bringing up that request out of nowhere. People might think that you are a bitch in sheep's clothing." She says. When the girl answered her question about those scars, Umahime felt sorry for her situation. Her mood changed significantly. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I didn't know you've went into such horrible torture." She says, her tone clearly shows her worry. She could easily relate the same situation she had, although it was less harsh because she was killing it much to the delight of her parents.

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" It is in the past" Ai said wanting to move away from the questioning of the scars and her family, though if one had a keen enough eye it was clear some were fairly recent, but not fresh. Ai needed to move the subject back to lighter less personal territory as Ai could not really answer to much about herself beyond fake or vague things to keep away from who her parents were. The answer of where to go with this was easy enough though.

" Still don't think I talk to everyone like that, you are special in that regard as well who else will actually get those old terms so it is not something you get to use very often. " Ai explained top help break apart the idea Umahime might have as while Ai could find her very pretty she wasn't going to ask or offer such things so freely to anyone. Ai sighed and chuckled one last time turning to face Umahime " Still while other things are off the table i would like to be a friend " She said holding out her hand " What do you say?"

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Sakura Hanake

As the bell rang, Sakura cringed, reaching her hands up too late to feebly plug her big, mouse-like ears.

"Ow." She mumbled. The chatter around her didn't hurt so much, but was disorienting. It wasn't only Sakura's shyness that had kept her from making friends in school, it was her quirk's sensitivity. Having superhuman hearing and scent made being in crowds uncomfortable at the very least. Sometimes it was excruciating and nauseating. Sakura looked around the classroom anxiously, trying to get her bearings. Ghost, her pet mouse and soulmate that was an 'educational gift' from her Uncle, stroked the bottom of Sakura's chin gently with his tail, and then ran into Sakura's coat pocket and then back up to her shoulder, reminding her to use what was in her pocket.

"Right, my earplugs. Thank-you, Ghost." She said, softly, reaching into her pocket and grasping the small bundle. Sakura was more comfortable after putting them on. She made her way to the locker room and read her locker number and combination off of the faded pen ink on her wrist. Then she put on her gym clothes. They were a size womens' adult XS, but still a little big. Sakura was tiny. She had also requested to have a small tail hole cut in the back of her shorts so her tail could move freely. That didn't bother her too much; she had to do that to the rest of her clothes anyway.

The worst part was that she had to take off her shoes. Well, she didn't have to, but she knew she would be more agile if her mouse-like feet were bare. But she was freakishly self-conscious of her feet; she didn't even like to look at them herself, what with the long, skinny toes with claws and weird grips on the bottom. They were slightly furry, too, and it was weird. Of course others still knew that she was a mutant even with her shoes on. She had mouse ears and a long tail, but, those were somewhat cute. Her hands too, with little grips on her palms and small, thin claws. She also had only four fingers on each hand, but the grips on her palms served as a decent thumb, so she wasn't handicapped. But Sakura didn't like her feet. One of her silliest secret dreams was to have regular human feet. Other than thinking they looked a little creepy, Sakura wasn't sure why she didn't like them. Maybe some kid in preschool made fun of them. She couldn't remember. She just didn't like them.

Having regretfully taken off her red sneakers and feeling exposed and uncomfortable for a minute, Sakura headed for the gym.

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Frieda Fitzjerald
Tags: Zamasu (Open)
Location: Female Lockeroom, AA

Frieda's eyes are the only part of her that can be seen poking through the vents of the locker "I..I..Its N..Nothing, Yep nothing at all.....Nothing at all...." nervous laughter echoing inside the metal as her voice trails off near the end "Yeah its Hot...no i mean, like Temperature.....they really have good heating in here" the eyes darting back and forth as she starts tapping her fingers together, fortunately, a mix of her small stature and....prior experience meant she was completely comfortable in the spacious locker, plenty enough for her to get changed out of sight at least.

"I guess...I just need to survive" swallowing hard through another pause "Gym again...its not likely they are going to throw another Lovecraftian sea terror at us....." though in her mind that and far worse was already running through her mind along with a host of other insane scenarios, including the ogre-like teacher dropping a steamroller while shouting to dodge and three-headed attack robot dogs chasing them while barking bees.

 

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Akiyama Kamakiri​

She sure talks funny... Akiyama thought to herself, watching the last student conclude their introduction, before clopping away from the front podium on hooved feet.
With her head still propped up by her hand, she quietly ponders, Does she read a lot of fantasy manga?
Maybe I should offer her some copies of 'My Knight Academia' later...

With introductions finished, the homeroom teacher took the podium, and dismissed the class, instructing them to head towards the gymnasium for their next exercise.
As she filed out among her fellow classmates, Akiyama quietly reflected on everything she'd heard, her large, bug eyes sneaking occasional glances at those around her, internalizing their appearance with the things they had said.
So many different people, with different quirks, different backstories, and different motivations for becoming a hero.
Normally, she wasn't comfortable being around so many unfamiliar people.
And yet...
She couldn't keep her tiny wings from buzzing with anticipation for what was yet to come.
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Spoiler: In case anyone forgot what Inoue looked like

Eventually, Akiyama managed to spot Sakura amongst the crowd,
She had reached her hand out, about to call out to catch the mouse girl's attention, before a familiar hand unexpectedly grips her shoulder, followed by a shrill, familiar cry,
"Heeey~ Kamachan~!"
"Big Sis?" Akiyama nearly exclaimed, turning around to face her older sister.
"That's Senpai to you!" Inoue retorted, playfully wagging her finger.
"Ah...Forgive me, Inoue-Senpai." Akiyama quickly corrected.
After taking a moment to savor the sound of her newfound title, Inoue cheerfully remarks,
"So~ I see you made it in~..."
"Mhm." Akiyama nods.
"The entrance exam was a lot harder than I thought, but I was still able to make it in. We just finished making introductions, now we're on our way to our first gym class."
"Gym class, huh?" Inoue replies musingly, resting her chin between her finger and thumb as she sifted through what she remembered of her first day at AngelWood.
"Well, you should be fine..." She concludes, throwing in a noncommittal shrug of her shoulders.
Her calm, composed expression quickly shrivels, however, as though she'd caught wind of a terrible smell in the air.
"...Just as long as you don't do anything to piss off that loud...



"...Sweaty..."

"...Lap obsessed..."

"...Old man Oni Jiro-Sensei."

Akiyama swallowed nervously at her sister's words, remembering the harsh scolding that had been attached to her acceptance letter.
"I-Is he really that bad?"
"If you make him mad, yeah..." Inoue responds, scratching the back of her head as she laments the countless hours she'd lost in her first year, running in circles as punishment for various misdeeds.
"I'm pretty sure I've memorized every single nook, pebble and cranny on that track, I ran it so much..."
With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, she adds, "...but on the bright side, now I can kick through solid concrete with nothing but my toes!"
"R-Really?" Akiyama gasps, stars in her upper eyes, images of her older sister demolishing stone walls like tissue paper.
"That's incredible!"
"Umu!" Inoue exclaims, puffing her chest out with pride at her younger sister's praise. After all, having her legs, her glorious pride and joy be praised was always her favorite thing to hear!
"Yeah, that training was pretty brutal, but I guess it's a win-win situation! Especially if you're a musclehead who does nothing but train all day!"
With a supportive pat on Akiyama's head, Inoue adds, "So don't worry too much if you end up running laps, just go in there and do your best!"
Turning away from her younger sister, Inoue takes several steps down the hall, before turning back to strike an extravagant, cutesy pose.
With an equal amount of venomous sugar in her voice, Inoue warns, "...And don't forget~ Anything you do will get traced back to mee~!"
Her spirits ignited, Akiyama responds with a dutiful nod, and a whispered, "Leave it to me!" before rushing into the locker room.
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Quickly, Akiyama changed out of her school uniform, and into her brand new, standard-issue, school gym clothes, relishing how new, light, and breathable they felt in comparison to the cheap T-shirts and shorts she'd always worn.
One thing that would never change, however, were the rough, cloth bindings she wrapped around her claws, followed by a pair of tough and worn leather sheathes to hide away the needle-sharp barbs that sat at their ends.
Poking out someone's eyes, or stabbing a major artery would definitely earn her something a lot worse than laps.

With her preparations completed, Akiyama took a quick moment to look herself over in a nearby mirror, placing her fists on her hips, puffing out her chest, and making herself look as big as possible.
The efforts of her training were clearly visible in some spots on her body; her arms and legs were certainly less noodle-like than they had been three years ago, and now showed with faintly defined muscle.
But it was in ways that couldn't be shown with any old mirror that the fruits of her labor would show.
The prospect made Akiyama feel more than ready to take to the field.
Although, compared to a giant like Galatea, who was smoothing out her uniform next to her, no amount of puffing out her chest or training would make the comparatively diminutive Akiyama look like she was middle schooler who had gotten lost.

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Umahime Meiyo

A hand was reached out as the girl asks to be her friend. Umahime looked at it before looking up to the girl. She could feel a friendly aura in her. Maybe she could be her very first friend in school. And so, Umahime reaches for her hand...towards the girl's face to give a very hard slap. Ouch. "Are you deaf or something?" She asks in a bitter tone "I've already told you that if you want to be a good friend of mine, then get your presence off of my face. Seriously, it was a simple order and yet you did not do as I've told." That slap was so loud that it might catch the attention of everyone in the locker room. I smell drama coming.

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Ai lost her smile with the slap she had kind of hopped to get more dere and less tsun but it seemed that the little princess was at her limit. The slap stung fir a moment but well Ai had been through far worse in her training and punishments so this was nothing.

Instead of getting hyper or even paying attention to the slap Ai just sighed "Ah I guess I did expect to much dere " she said with a shrug stepping away "looking like you are in tsun for now such a shame to be so pretty and waste it with anger" she continued heading for the door "Well I tried so I'll just bug you latter after you cool off" she finished seemingly and honestly not taking Umahime's words or actions seriously. With that she left the locker room to go meet up with the ret of the class

 

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Aijou Kurokami
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Aijou noticed the nervousness coming from her friend, though she did assure to her that she's fine. When she mentions something about the gym and worries that a similar scenario might happen after the orientation, Aijou says "Oh come on Frieda, don't think about that. What's the worst that could happen?" And then she hears a loud slap. "Sounds like drama somewhere, and I'm looking at it right now." Merkava says, pointing at the centaur girl who had just slap another girl right across her face. "What the-?!" Aijou freaked out at the scene "Frieda, wait here."

Furious, Aijou went up to the girl who got slapped. "Hey, you alright?" She asked in a worried tone before looking at the centaur girl and yell "What the hell is your problem?! Why did you slap her for? All she wanted is to make friends with you!" For Merkava, although he never liked what the centaur girl did, he is getting excited. Then the girl walked away. "Hey, wait!" Aijou yelled, going after her. As she does, she turns her head to Frieda and yell "Frieda!" And then she gestures her to come along.

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Ai stopped outside the door she actully wanted to laugh a little from the outside to her what had happened was fairly funny. Who would ever expect to meet a rich Oujo tsundere in real life she even acted the part perfectly. That was why Ai didnt take the slap or what Umahime said seriously it was a surprise but tsundere always got slappy. Ai didnt notice Aijou had been there till after she left and with what she said Ai wondered if she saw the funny side as well.

When Aijou came out Ai chuckled "I am fine just a tsundere being one really what would they be if they didnt slap people" Ai said with another shrug clearly not taking what had happened seriously "You just have keep trying till their shell cracks"

 

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Sonata & Yoka

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Running her fingers over the gym clothes she'd received, Sonata took a deep breath before her scarf lurched forward and... well... for lack of as better term began eating the gym clothes. Their stitchings seemed to come undone at the seams, mixing with the fabric of Sonata's scarf until her hands were empty. Closing her eyes, Sonata held her arms out to her sides as the noticeably different threads swam within her scarf. Humming a pleasant little tune, Sonata reached up and clasped her hands together as her Scarf coiled around her neck before sliding down into her clothes, which began to jostle suspiciously as she sat down to switch her shoes really quick.

Without removing the stockings, she slipped off her own shoes and readied the provided pair. Setting her own pair within the locker, Sonata raised her arms again just as her scarf slithered back out of her clothes and wrapped around her neck once more. Running a finger along the sleeve of her other arm, her outfit began coming apart, mixing with both the gym outfit underneath and her scarf until what remained was the gym uniform albeit with notable hints of brown now woven into fancy patterns running along it.

With that settled, she pulled a new pair of socks on over her stockings and pulled on her gym shoes. She stood and tapped her feet to test out the new shoes. As she did so, her new socks almost seemed to swallow the stockings whole.

Placing her hat in the locker as well, Sonata spun in her new getup before carefully brushing her hair back into place, "Marvelous." she cooed to herself before her keen ears picked something up. A sound that she was all too familiar with, a sound she could pick out in the midst of a bustling city plaza.

Someone was smoothing out cloth in a peculiar manner, and like a bloodhound, Sonata was quick to find the source. The large girl with the somewhat extended introduction, Galatea was it? Watching her smooth her clothes out got Sonata rather curious. Approaching, she looked over her for a moment with a small smile before looking away and putting a finger to her lips in thought. Her eyes went to the nearest girl, which just so happened to be Akiyami. She looked her over as well,but figured a third comparison may have been needed. Stepping away from them, she looked around the locker room before the sound of a loud slap drew her attention.

It seemed that Umahime was having some kind of altercation with Aijou, apparently pertaining to Ai. With so many girls in one place, Sonata leaned against a nearby locker to look them over before her lips formed into a small frown.

"Oh dear, these gym uniforms are lacking..." she sighed "I hadn't noticed yet until checking..."

Pressing a hand to her cheek, Sonata began making her way out towards the gym while talking to herself "Mayhaps I could fix them once we have more time, but I suppose I'll have to talk with the Faculty to get that in order."

Meanwhile, Yoka had already managed to find the Gym, and had taken note of the training fields nearby. Looking behind her, she spotted several students making their way over as well, but not nearly enough to keep Yoka from frowning. She could already tell that she'd have to get used to her classmates wasting her time. That was fine, it wasn't like she had high expectations going into this anyway. Shaking her head, she continued on her way to the training fields.

 

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Height: 4' 11"

Quirk: Mouse

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Sakura Hanake

Sakura had nearly reached the other end of the locker room when she heard a slap nearly right beside her head. Jumping and squeaking in terror, the mouse girl wrapped her tail around one of her legs and backed towards the door, watching the proceedings with wide eyes. Through all the chaos, one thing was suddenly very clear. Avoid the horse lady.

Sakura slipped out of the locker room and got lost a few times before finding the gymnasium. Now she stood up against the wall just inside the door, watching the students interacting within. Everything was so much more echoey in here, and Sakura knew the disorientation would probably cause her to puke if she took out her earplugs. She really hoped the teachers would let her keep them in. She could hear just fine through them, it just took the horrible edge off. Honestly, super hearing had been more of a curse than a blessing in her short life.

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[/div][div class=Ainfo]Age: 15

Height: 5' 3"/160cm

Quirk: Toxic Thorns

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Kuroki Noto

Kuroki's eyebrows shot up as the stuck-up horse slapped a girl in the face. She laughed, silently, feeling sorry for how stupid the centaur was. Kuroki really hoped there would be some good combat time soon, and she would be sure to give that big-ass horse something she would remember. It was fun being able to make her toxins customized for whoever she was up against and however she felt about them. If she got the chance, horsey would be throwing up uncontrollably all over the gym, and Kuroki could just watch the blessed karma happen.

Smirking quite openly, Kuroki shouldered the horse in the rear on her way past, and then turned around, mocking surprise. "Gomensai! I didn't see your huge ass there." Then proceeded to leave the locker room and make her way to the gym.

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Akemi Tajima
Laughing at Yoka's comment Akemi went to find her own locker, the octopus girl seemed pretty grumpy to her but at least the snark was funny. "Were it so easy to teach eloquence." She said over her shoulder while grabbing her new gym uniform. As she was slipping it on she continued looking around the room her gaze paused on Galatea as the tall girl revealed some serious muscle even among a group of students who of course trained for physical activity, she also watched with interest when Sonata used her quirk to reshape her gym clothes. "Wonderful work!" She said with a short round of applause. "Being able to change your look on the fly like that is awesome."

Picking up on a particularly haughty voice Akemi tuned into what was going on and watched the centaur getting pissy with the mystery girl from the entrance exam until she eventually slapped the other girl across the face, at the sharp sound Pocky whistled in alarm. Taken aback by the random violence Akemi quietly added the centaur to her list of people to be cautious around, on the other hand with the amount of attention she had obviously garnered taking the crazy horse down a notch would raise her status with the other students.

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[Topless]

Umahime Meiyo

Umahime stayed quiet, glaring at the girl until someone came in to call her out. It is the girl with the demonic hair, who happened to be the daughter of the former number one. Umahime did not say a word when the girl she slapped went off, promting the other to go follow her. Umahime sighs in disappointment. Just then, some other girl decided to mock her by bumping into her rear and called it big. "Hey!" Umahime yelled furiously "My rear is not that big!" She sighs once more before she goes into the gym proper.

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[PlusUltra]

Frieda Fitzjerald
Tags: Zamasu (Open)
Location: Gym, AA

It took several moments and the girl peers out from the locker once more in her diminutive uniform, though at the sound of the slap had her head darts back in until called at which with a swallow and deep breath she comes out once again to scamper after Aijou to join into the group of students waiting for the class. Still shaking as her eyes dart across the Gym hall from the more aggressive students to the others that tower over her such as the other white-haired giant who seemed far more interested in the construction of the building and its furnishings than anything else going on.

 

[Zamasu]

• Kadena Guinto
• Aijou Kurokami

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  Kadena Guinto
  
  "Geez, what's wrong with that bitch? Might as well have to stay away from her as best as possible." Kadena thought to herself after witnessing the horse girl slap another right across her face. Afterwards, she went out of the locker room along with the others.
  
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  Aijou Kurokami
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  Aijou is getting concerned. "Are you sure? Sounded like it really hurts. If you want, we could report that to the staff so they can do something. You can't just let that pass." She says just as Frieda came up. "If you want make friends with her, that's fine, but since she went hostile on you, I suggest you back away from her." She adds.
  
  
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[Karcen]

" I have been through worse Ai assured Aijou

Their little princess was the kind where you shouldn't show pain if you did you were weak. Ai had also been through worse and had already gotten one crack in the shell of the tsundere. What had been a whim was becoming something of a challange. The hostility had to be broken through and endured her type had no defence to somone being nice.

" the hostility is just how people like her react you just have to break through right now this is kind of a challange to befriend the tsundere Ai explained with a shrug it was an odd thing to pick but everyone had personal challenges.

 

[GrieveWriter]

Sonata Lafayette
Location: Lockers==> Gym
Interaction/Mention: IG42 PlusUltra Zamasu Karcen Topless
Sonata still thought up changes to the uniform as she followed the others to Gym Class, catching hints of the conversations around her. Her main priority was still thinking up a better design for their gym uniforms. It wasn't that they were bad, far from it! She would never say that, but that didn't mean that it couldn't use a few quality off life improvements. Uniforms were supposed to be more flexible than the average piece of apparel. Unless you were going for a really specific design, they'd have to be functional with numerous different hairstyles and color pallets.

As Sonata considered which ways she could alter her own Uniform, she noted Akemi complimenting her usage off her Quirk, "Many thanks, but this was more of a rush job." Sonata admitted with a smile as she looked over her modified uniform "I'll have to really take my time if I want the staff to consider changing them."

It was as she spoke that she picked up another conversation between a few girls walking beside them. Apparently they were talking of the whole incident with the Centaur. Sonata wasn't exactly keen on focusing on another conversation when she and Akemi were already engrossed in their own, but after listening a bit, Sonata found some details a bit too interesting to ignore.

"A challenge?" she noted whilst looking over the girls and centering an interested look on Ai "To consider the formation of a new friendship a challenge that needs to be overcome seems... maladroit to say the least. But perhaps I'm just thinking of it improperly."

Shaking her head for a moment, Sonata leaned her cheek into her palm and looked to the other girls with Ai, "If she truly believes herself capable, then I for one shall support her interests if for nothing more than the sake of companionship. Though I'd never be one to intrude upon another's boundaries, I'd be interested to see if Ai's Tsundere theory holds true."

 

[Xcelgamer]

Yuurei had been getting changed quietly analysing the others, some had been striking up conversations, others had just been nervously getting changed, Yuu didn't mind getting changed in front of others, her body was wax and it's not like people haven't seen weirdly shaped wax before "Hmm, I think I shall introduce myself to someone else." She thought as she pulled the gym shirt over her head and started walking to join the rest of the class and stood right next to Frieda "Hello, Ms. Fitzgerald, my name is Yuurei, how do you do?" She asked in a polite manner extending her hand "Don't worry about my flame, it's only decorative until I so choose, currently it's only a small light and warmth" She continued with a smile "I must say that I love your hair, I wish I could do stuff with my hair like that often seeing as how my hair is also wax"

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