[H2][center][color=9ACD32][b]Sen Kimoto[/b][/color][/center][/H2]
[center][b]Komei's Infirmary > Class 1-A
Interacting with - Kenichi [@Zeroth] - Mamoru [@Lucius Cypher][/b][/center]
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Consciousness finally returned to Sen in the nurse's office after the training exercise in his first class at Komei. The first thing he focused on was the creepy, goosebumpy feeling he had on the skin of his injuries. There was no signs of the wounds besides scrapes and slight bruises but for some reason he felt [i]violated.[/i] Coming back to his senses, Sen shifted in his bed, sliding himself into a sitting position and scanning his body for the signs of the battle he had been a part of. He winced at the memory of it, he had been so.... [b]Useless.[/b] His team had probably given it their all when he had been incapacitated almost immediately. Gritting his teeth, he berated himself, maybe he wasn't cut out for this hero thing after all. If that exercise had been a test of skill he had surely failed, maybe being a hero wouldn't be a worry soon enough, seeing as he was probably going to be kicked out from the way Mr. Yoshida worded the consequences of the test.

Noises indicating movement drew him out of his dark thoughts and he lifted his head to see Mamoru herself entering his little treatment 'room,' which was really just a cot cut off from the room by a draw curtain. The girl seemed nonchalant, as if she hadn't hurled trucks and giant shields at his teammates and himself. He had to respect her determination, she really had done everything in her power to win. Sen realized he was still mask-less and frantically looked around to see if someone had dropped it off for him. Thankfully, it seemed as though someone had retrieved it from Reina during or after the exercise and left it on a small stand next to his bed. He grabbed it greedily and put it on, feeling comfortable with the familiarity. Taking a deep breath, he nodded in response to Mamoru's question. Yes, he was still alive, he was lucky to be after all the shit she threw at him. But he couldn't hold a grudge, she had ambition like himself, and he wasn't seriously injured because of the amazing medical staff at the school. 

[b][color=9acd32]"Aha, yeah."[/color][/b] He started awkwardly, oddly embarrassed by his performance in the game, his cheeks flushed slightly. [b][color=9acd32]"You did great out there, though some of your actions were very, ah... Impulsive. Still, you sure did a number on me so you have my respect."[/color][/b] Sen gave her a genuine smile. [b][color=9acd32]"Next time though, I don't plan on losing. You can count on that!"[/color][/b]

She left shortly after, seeming like she had more important things to do, like getting back to class. [i]Oh shit, class![/i] How long had he been unconscious? Had he missed anything? Sen pushed himself from his bed and steadied himself on slightly wobbly legs. He regained his composure quickly and hurried out of the infirmary and used his map to find his way back to class. The boy slinked into the room quietly, his face appeared calm but his mind was flooded with worry about not making it here at the school. He might be kicked out if Mr. Yoshida felt like it, his future was in the man's hand, which was a scary prospect indeed. Sen was glad to see some of his classmates were already sitting in their seats, and he immediately made his way to his usual seat behind Kenichi. 

[color=9acd32][b]"What's up Blue?"[/b][/color] Sen asked with a grin, already liking the very obvious nickname he had come up with for Kenichi. [b][color=9acd32]"Kick ass out there or what?"[/color]
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