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hero studies. every student at ua dreams of the day they can find an agency and start. when they ca
n get out of the classroom and into the real world. to finally act like the heroes they strive to becom
e. but to much of the students' dismay, most hero agencies aren't accepting students for hero studies
due to the rise in villain activity.. out of the twelve agencies that the students can participate in, thr
ee of them are accepting students.. third years are desperate to get accepted into one of those agen
cies and show the world their potential and drive. ten students. ten students were accepted into the
agencies. but out of the three agencies accepting only two took students. the third and most powerf
ul agency opted to not take any students. it was a shock to everyone. but life moved on. everyone le
t that slip their minds. it's been a week since the students have started and everything seem to be go
ing smoothly-even the third agency's pro hero has stopped by and talked to the team. the two pro he
roes thought it was normal-but the students. the students caught something the heroes didn't. but th
at will have to wait. the students have their first big task.. working together to scout out a potential
villain hideout. everything seemed fine and was going according to plan. but nothing goes smoothly..
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one. tess rules yada yada you know the drill. two. all reservations through pm or discord. they last at
most three days. three. jk I lied two reservations per person four. word count is flexible. four hundred
to five hundred minimum. five. discord is required as it's were planning and relationships will mostly t
ake place. six. animanga face claims only. no exceptions. seven. stay active! large absences can be ex
cused if you tell me.. eight. drama is encouraged and appreciated! i'm down for anything just ask ^^
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[kalo.]

────( 頭蓋骨 )────────────── 𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐎 "𝐒𝐊𝐔𝐋𝐋"
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indentThe sun was relentless in it's attack on the city. It's rays beating down on the city sparing not an ounce of shade for anyone to use and recover. The clouds even strayed away from the sun in fear of feeling it's wrath. Much like the sun a certain pro hero was staring down the city. His dark eyes scanning the various streets and shops that were in his sight. A bead of sweat ran down his open back as the sun wrapped him in it's embrace. His dark outfit absorbing the heat and growing heavy with sweat. Even Skull's long hair was tied up in a sweat-soaked bun. But no matter what the pro hero did it was in vain. The sun was a firey inferno that could not be tamed. It's heat sweeping through the city and casting a sluggish spell on the population. Or at least most of the population. There were a certain group of students working with two of the pro heroes. Bane and Feral Foe. Both heroes took in five students for their work studies during this troubled time. And they were not disappointing. The students were making haste with their limited time and excelled farther than any group had before. It was quite alarming. Impressive almost. They'd make fine heroes one day. That is if they made it that far.

indentWith a loud crackle and pop Sachiko stood up his bones shifting and adjusting in his body. With how the heroes quirk worked his bones constantly needed to be moving. If they didn't he would grow stiff and uncomfortable rather fast. It was a pain, but he dealt with it. But that was never on his mind for long. Especially today. Today was going to be an uncomfortable day for the hero. He was joining the other two pro heroes in tackling this mission. They had been going at it for a few weeks now but the progress was moving too slowly for Sachiko's liking. So he asked, no, told, the others to rope the students in. They were capable of it after all. And the longer they waited the more serious this villain issue would become. It was only a matter of time before they had to include others. It wasn't something the three agencies alone could handle. The collaborations weren't easy for the two of the heroes. Skull and Bane. They had a rocky history-and having to see him more than once a week was putting a toll on the hero. The trust they built their relationship on was broken. All because of Sachiko. The thought alone caused the bones in his jaw to tighten to almost an excruciating pain, but just as fast as it came it was gone. It was a reminder that he had to focus on the task. Not any strained relationships. It wasn't his place to linger in the thought of their past relationship. He had to accept that he messed up and move on. Bane's trust could be earned back, but with how this mission was going that looked to be more far-fetched than before.

indentCold eyes scanned the area once more and deemed the area secure. His side-kick could worry about anything that happened in the area because as of right now he had to drop back into his agency and gather the necessary supplies for his meeting. He didn't have any more information than their last meeting, but he did jot down some potential approaches that dealt with the students. He knew the other two heroes most likely did the same, they knew the students better after all, but it never hurt to throw out some ideas. As if fate was fueling Skull's thoughts, two of the students from Bane's agency were racing across the rooftops parallel to Sachiko. He let out a huff. Of course, Bane had his students working on scouting. That was his specialty after all. It pissed Skull off. Bane was smarter than he would ever be-but he was hesitant. Whereas Sachiko would go right into the task at hand and conquer it, the other pro took a pause to think. It made him logically stronger but also weaker. It was something Skull never understood, even after rising in his ranks and becoming a pro. He never hesitated in his life. Ever.

indentHis left hand instinctively ran along the metal of his prosthetic. The memory flooding his eyes momentarily before a sigh escaped his lips. Hesitation led to disaster. And he was not going to repeat the mistakes in his past. A growl escaped his lips before he started the descent down from the office building. He had time to spare before the meeting was scheduled, and seeing Bane's students out working on scouting, he had even more time now. It wasn't like he was in a rush to see the other two pro heroes. Especially Feral. That kid annoyed Skull to no end and he'd rather kick him out in a storm than let him crash with him for the night. He was young and cocky. A deadly combination. But deep down he knew the hero was just as strong as he was. He just needed some, well, grooming, to reach the level that Sachiko was at. So would he help him with that? Probably not. The thought caused the hero to smile before he quickly cleared his throat, landing in the alleyway with a loud thump. The bottoms of his feet hissed from the impact but a quick bone shift eased the ache. The walk to his agency wasn't far-maybe ten minutes tops. And then another ten to get to the meeting place. So he didn't bother rushing.

[kalo.]

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indentRagged breaths escaped Toshi's mouth as he struggled to stand himself up. His vision spinning slightly before he was able to steady himself on two shaky feet. His head pounded against his skull threatening to split his head in half. The movement of his hands to his temple to try and dull the ache only seemed to make it worse. The hero in training was forced to overuse his quirk in the sparring session Feral had assigned all of the students. He had them practice on their weaknesses, which Toshi was sure was pinpointed towards him. He was rather weak in several areas. So sure the sparring had him drained physically but mentally he was drained for a different reason. Why might you ask? Well, because of his sparring partner. It was Haru. The star-athlete of their class. And the owner of Toshi's ever-growing crush. Everything he did was flawless. The way he moved, talked, the way he cared. Toshi refused to hurt the other student, the thought of it alone causing his heart to panic and threaten to break free from it's bone prison. He hated how Haru made him feel. How safe he made Toshi feel. He let out a grunt before lifting his gaze to meet the other student. If his face wasn't already so flush he would've hidden it, but it was already covering from their sparring session. He let out shaky sigh before running the back of his hand over his forehead, wiping the sweat away from his red face. Toshi was exhausted. He prayed that the other students were just as tired as he was. Because if not he had to face the truth; he wasn't fit to be a hero.

indentThe morbid thought sat in his mind for a moment longer before he shifted his gaze to the other students as they were finishing up their session as well. They had done a one on two spar as there was an uneven amount of them here. Toshi didn't see it as fair, but nothing in this world was fair after all. The hero let out a soft hiss as his head erupted into yet another sharp pain. It was most likely the start of one of his infamous migraines. He knew he shouldn't have used his quirk past his known limit. It was stupid, but he wanted to try and distract Haru so he didn't have to fight him. So manifesting random objects from both of their dreams is what he opted for. To try and keep the distance between the two. It didn't work. So the battlefield was unnecessarily littered with various objects. From shoes to soda cans to even a large boulder [which was a pain for Toshi to manifest and was most likely the cause of his migrane]. He hoped Feral didn't mind the mess. It was just a part of his quirk.

indentToshi shifted his gaze from the spar to where Feral was situated. He was watching the spar, his eyes lighting up at the different moves and strategies the students used. At least he was getting some sort of entertainment from the other sparring group. Toshi figured that the pro hero opted to watch the other spar than their own. Toshi had gotten his ass handed to him during his. Haru was definitely ten times stronger than he was. He felt embarrassed about it. How could someone so strong even consider liking someone so weak? He brought his hand up to his mouth as the urge to bite his nails arose. He knew the others would scold him for it, especially Pyua. The female would smack him on the top of his head and tell him to stop being a child. Rightfully so. Toshi was acting like a child.

indentToshi opened his mouth as a question snuck into his head, but he quickly shut it in fear of sounding stupid. There was no reason for him to ask the question anyway. It was stupid. He would just hope and pray someone else had a similar question and ask it. He hated how self-conscious he got when it came to speaking up in public, especially around pro heroes. He tended to clam up and completely forget how to speak. Being here was no exception. [Even if the group had been together and worked with the pro hero for quite some time now] So he opted to just not talk. Toshi knew that he had Haru here as the two were close [even if Toshi wished they were closer] and he had no problem speaking with him, but sometimes he craved the reckless nature of Pyua. She knew him better than himself most days. She always knew what to say and what Toshi was thinking. She spoke for him. It was amazing. And a relief. She could ask a million questions that made no sense to anyone else but to Toshi. She'd ask the questions with no hesitation just to make Toshi feel more comfortable.

indentThe feeling of someone moving closer to him caused him to snap out of his thoughts. He looked over to see that it was Haru moving closer to him. He let out a soft smile before averting his gaze again and softly speaking. "You alright?" That wasn't so bad, was it? But his throat felt dry and his hands felt clammy. He couldn't tell if it was because of Haru himself, the side effects of his quirk, or just speaking out loud near the pro hero. He wanted to run his hands over his eyes and scream. But he wouldn't Because that would draw attention to himself. Toshi didn't want that. He never did. It only brought up scenarios he'd rather not think of. And the day was only starting. If he remembered correctly Feral had said something about a meeting? Toshi wasn't sure if it was about them or a mission. Maybe feedback on their sparring sessions? Speaking of the session. "I hope you didn't mind me intruding your personal space and using your dreams. I should've asked first." The hero ran his hand over the back of his neck, a nervous tick he had picked up on after his middle school experience. "It was rude of me."

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The sounds of grunting and wailing kids amused Norayaba. Leaning against the wall of the precinct, arms crossed, he watched as his students sparred. Most of them went all out, just like he told them to. But there were a few stragglers. He sighed with weary eyes as he glanced over to Toshi. That kid certainly had an interesting quirk, he could certainly use it to his advantage with the right technique and allies. But being almost immobilised by summoning a few larger objects was certainly a set back for training. No matter how handy the quirk may be. Becoming a problem for the others around them is never worth the risk. It is only a disturbance to the team. Nora felt a little bad that he pushes Toshiaki but then again, it has become a necessity for him to adapt to his quirk if he truly wishes to be a hero. The child has improved. A low, hulled, husky growl of a voice echoed inside Nora's mind. The beast. It has a telepathic connection within Nora's body, it knows his thoughts and everything he feels, it's the same for Nora, he can hear what the beast says and how it feels, but he never knows what it's thinking which can often be very infuriating for Nora. Slowly the hero nodded “Yes well.. There is still a long way to go.” He mumbled to himself as a reply to the beast. Instead of talking through his thoughts, Nora finds it easier to talk allowed, helps him know what to say and feel less crazy.

Though talking to yourself basically is still just as crazy. To others anyway. Nora was broken from his thoughts as he perked to the scene in front of him of two students stopping and checking on the other. He scoffed, of course Toshi. Of course, the two little love bugs pretending that their feelings are nonexistent. And absolutely oblivious of each other's feelings which makes the tension between them so thick he could cut it with a knife. With a huff he rolled his eyes and stood from the wall, clapping his hands together to gather their attention he took in a deep breath “Alright kids! Good session, now go clean up and get into your suits. The meeting will be starting soon!” with that he motioned his hand away dismissing them and the kids dispersed back to their dorms. Rubbing the back of his neck in a relaxed manner he sighed They Will Be Okay. The beast reassured him and Nora breathed out a sigh of relief. As he walked out of the precinct towards the meeting spot he let his mind wander. The others would be there. Students and heroes alike. A smile crept onto his face with an amused expression, Skully would be there. It has been a while since hes seen the big pro hero.

Norayaba had quite missed playing and teasing the brute. Getting out to the streets of the city right out front of his agency. Taking a seat along the path he waits for his students to follow suit. Looking up to the skies they were a vibrant blue with not a spot of cloudy white or grey to be seen. Nora then squinted his eyes as they wandered closer to the penetrating rays from the radiant sun. He huffed and threw his head back against the backrest of the seat, his arms running along either side of the backrest. Closing his eyes he took deep, relaxing breaths. It was something he needed to do rather often. His body often worked over time because of the inhabitants of two souls inside it. It must always be prepared to shift forms at any moment of danger, the overexerted body is a price he must pay for it. It took many years for him to master the techniques of calming his heart rate and regulating his body temperature. Among other smaller things like avoiding his pores opening constantly in attempts for fur to grow through. Nora relaxed his hand, allowing the beast to slightly take form on his hand. It manipulated and he felt his nails grow and shape into claws and his fingers darken to match the skin tone of the beast. He huffed and held it to his face, he eyed it with admiration, it never gets old “Oh,, my god.” He flinched and looked up, quickly changing his hand back to normal.

He saw a sleek blonde woman's figure right in front of him, she was bent down to meet his gaze and her eyes were wide with excitement “It's you! Oh my god you’re feral foe right?” Norayaba stood and smirked with a chuckle “I sure am Ma’am.” She jumped around in excitement and he felt his eyes glued to her.. Her eyes. Yeah. He ran his fingers through his hair with a nervous chuckle, she then grabbed his arm and pulled him towards her and he was taken aback, she held out her phone and handed it to him with the camera on. He nodded obligingly and grabbed the phone, holding it up to get them both in the frame. The girl wrapped her arms around his neck and squealed happily. He chuckled with a smile and took the photo. As she let go he stood back up normally and then looked at the photo, then he smirked and went through her contacts, adding his own number. Handing it back to her he winked “If you ever need a Feral to save you, gimme a call.” she squealed and hugged her phone, then with a flirty smile she winked back to him and continued on down the street, staring down to her phone.

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The wind wafted over her face. It tried to flow through her hair but they were tied up in her basic space buns. Up above the rooftops the view was clear, nothing obscured their vision. The air was so fresh and the warmth of the sun was almost violating. She huffed, scouting before the meeting in the unforgiving sun. Way to go Bane. Puya doubted there would be enough time for her to wash herself and her suit of all the sweat before it. It had only been a few weeks within the heroes agency and he certainly had strange tactics. He did not include much head to head combat and he always seems sad and gloomy. It was rather annoying having a looming sad mentor around you. Even now, Pyua had no doubt he was around here somewhere, watching them. Though Pyua must admit, she has learnt a lot and gotten much better since she joined. Though she would have rathered Feral Foe as a mentor. He was fun and practical. Someone Pyua could definitely see herself becoming good friends with. Surely he would have fun and encourage her behaviour, unlike Bane who always seemed to try and foil her fun. Looking to her left, Pyua looked to her scouting partner.

Surien held a serious, almost malicious expression. With a sigh she looked back straight ahead, classic. Surien seemed to only have two moods. Crazy and Chaotic. Often it does seem to be a mix of the two though. Pyua wasn't surprised she was paired with the nutso, of all the students in the group, Pyua works best with her. Most students seem to find her rather scary and off putting. But Pyua just finds her off putting. Besides, the crazy ones give the best ideas for fun. Pyua smirked with a chuckle, oh the chaos they have caused over the years. Pyua may have come up with the ideas but Surien certainly was the one to add the perfect cherry on top. Coming up to a chimney, she smirked and felt her body tense and move faster, charging to the tall wall of bricks she braced her legs and shot up. The wind wafted all along her skin, her suit was pretty skin tight yet it was so allowing for free movement and breathable for her skin. Pyua doesn't know how they did it, but they sure did it well. Using momentum to force her body over and do a kind of flipping motion, feet up in the air and her hand brushing against the top of the chimney, then her legs fell down faster than her top half and she landed on her legs immediately rolling a few times to absorb the impact then continuing on beside her classmate.

Such a swift elegant motion, after years and years of trial and error with agility and vigilance. She chuckled with a smirk to herself in pride. Rubbing her fingers together with the brittle remains from a brick she collected. It was so easily brittled within her fingers as she ran. Such a delicate thing when taken from its whole, but together, with the rest of the pieces, a full brick, it is solid and a force to be reckoned with. Her adrenals pumped a little and she felt a small rush, but it was not enough. Nothing ever seems enough. Taking in a deep breath she grabs her kunai from her hair and it falls from the buns into a flow in the wind like the delicate waves on a summer's day. Its soft pink hue reflected light from the vibrant sun. Holding a kunai in each hand she held her arms back behind her and lent against the wind to create a faster, more aerodynamic position. She could feel the cold beads of sweat on her forehead pushed back along her scalp and she frowned with a huff. Of all days it had to be today to be frustratingly hot. Suddenly Pyua froze to a hold as Surien followed in pursuit. Holding up a hand she pointed an index and middle down to an alleyway that was coming up.

Crouching down she stalked towards the gap between rooftops and inched down. Mumbles echoed from below and she smirked “Gotcha.” she spat softly. A smirk etched onto her face, the idiots, they were surrounded by shadows. Glancing to Surien she chuckled with a smirk, now she can really have some fun. Waving her hand subtly towards the shadows around the group she chuckled. Inching her head ever so slightly from the edge of the rooftop. The shadows began to form a subtle mist and then she snapped up her wrist and her hand tensed. The mist then formed into a solid shape, tall, human like figures with glowing pearly white eyes. Some slouched others on all fours but all of them fierce. She held up both her hands as if hoping the strings of a puppet and her fingers delicately traced along the air and the shadow beasts started to wander closer to the group. Soft echoing whispers emitted from them but no mouth could be seen. They seemed to be no physical form, just an abstract figure with a mist emitting from their bodies.

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xlx The warm breeze drifting through the city ruffled the red-head's hair. Intense heat radiating down from the sun was enough to make anyone uncomfortable but not Kuro. Since his quirk causes him to be in a semi-permanent state of phasing, the heat passes straight through him. But at the same time that means he's constantly cold hence the reason he wears so many layers both in and out of costume. His blue eyes scanned over the city searching for his students. The pro had sent them out to track one another as a training exercise earlier in the day. Though with this heat, Kuro was second-guessing his decision to do an outdoor activity. But as heroes they shouldn't let such a simple thing bother them; but also, anything avoidable should be a avoided. But, but, but, that's all that every comes when Kuro gets thinking. Letting out a sigh, he lifted his dangling legs back up from the edge and started walking back towards the roof entrance.

xlx His footsteps were silent as he walked down the stairs, making his way towards his office. It wasn't unusual for the pro to hang out on the rooftop of his agency's building whenever he felt like it but he did do a great deal of thinking in his office as well. Closing the door behind him Kuro walked over to his desk and sat in the swivel chair. His cat Lucky came over over and jumped up onto his lap with a loud purr. Solidifying his hands, Kuro ran his hand down the cat's back. The black animal had on a fancy black-lace collar with some yellow accents that went well with his yellow eyes. Dressing Lucky was easily one of the best parts of Kuro's day. Thoughts began to flood his mind once again; later that day there was supposed to be a meeting amongst the pros. Sachiko, Nora, and himself. The mere thought of his old friend made Kuro feel all sorts of ways. Not the type of person to get angry easily, the foreign emotion felt wrong. He wasn't sure what he had done wrong to lose a close friend such as Sachiko but, whatever the reason, it was probably well deserved. Maybe the older hero just got tired of him. A sad sigh escaped the masked man's lips, his heart hurting from the thought. Then there was his current friend, Norayaba. Nora brought a refreshing spark of energy into Kuro's life. Well, in the beginning it wasn't like that. Bane had found his energy to be overbearing but that feeling has subsided over time. A small smile returned to the red-head's features. At least there would be a friend there.

xlx Speaking of meeting,, Kuro sprung up in his chair, eyes looking to the clock on his wrist. The time was approaching quickly. Yet another sigh. Lucky for him, each student was given an earpiece by yours truly. Just a small little thing only the size of a earplug. Optimal for scouting. Each student got one when they first arrived at his agency, each device having a tracker located in it as well. The pro wanted to be sure that he knew where each kid was in fear of something bad potentially happening. Pulling up a map on his smart watch, he looked at the different colored [for labeling purposes] dots blinking nearby. The students weren't too far from where he was so rather than just calling them back he decided to head to them. Tis was a fun game that he came up with it'd be a shame to not see it play out each time. Allowing himself to phase through the floor, Kuro gave a small wave to his sidekick as he walked out the door. Travelling to where the kids' markers were, Kuro found himself perched on a shadowy ledge overlooking the students. Another thing was Kuro's phasing was that he seemed to almost disappear in darker areas due to his already somewhat transparent appearance.

xlx Looking between the two groups, Kuro couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction with his choices. You see, much thought went into these pairings. Based on things such as quirks, relationships, and overall compatibility between each person. Group One, Suiren and Pyua, were paired because they had already showed that they had a friendship with one another, as well as the fact that their quirks worked well together; Pyua's shadows were versatile enough to provide both offense and defense while Suiren's knowledge of combat and venomous skin could handle the close combat. Group Two, Ryuhei, Amaya, and Ari, were paired for quirk compatibility; combat, mobility, and distraction being handled respectively. Their quirks together covered lots, and made them especially good as the 'runners' in this scenario. Resting his head in his hand and his elbow on his knee Kuro watched on expectantly, clearly eager to see the outcome. Since they were running out of time, the winner would be decided depending on who succeeded in their task. Group One winning if they apprehend the 'criminals', Group Two winning if they successfully got away. It'd be interesting to see how Group One would handle Amaya's portal quirk backed by Ari's disorientating and Ryuhei's supportive ones.