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[h1][color=9e0b0f]Roy Kusayanagi[/color] 
Ezra Jasekade[/h1][/center]

Ezra was quite surprised to how the blonde boy had taken his words, yet he was glad that he had taken the way that he had. It seemed that he didn’t mind learning from Ezra, and Ezra didn’t exactly mind being a teacher. If he was in the boy's position, he’d want to learn from somebody like him as well likely, or at least someone who seemed as strong as him like Kenichi or Jett. He let out a smile ad Roy stated the obvious facts in this equation.

He then surprised Ezra once more however, when he spoke about not wanting Ezra to feel sorry for him. He had no qualms about that, nor would he ever go easy on an opponent. He always saw it as disrespectful, regardless if they’re injured or not. He wasn’t sure if he was strong enough to fight at the same intensity that he had battled Roy at previously, but he was sure as hell going to tell if that’s what he wanted.

After this, he stated that the two of them were merely students chasing their dreams. He didn’t exactly agree with that statement, but he didn’t exactly feel like speaking against it. Ezra didn’t really have any dreams, in quite a strange sense. He had already been blessed with everything nature could give him, quite possibly one of the luckiest genetic combinations on the planet, as he had been gifted with everything that he had needed to do anything that he ever wanted. Even his quirk was a ridiculously lucky lottery grab. If anything, his only wish was to become the strongest, and that was more of a goal for him. 

It seemed to Ezra that Roy wanted to know about him. It put him on edge, especially given as Ezra didn’t particularly enjoy opening up to other people. It wasn’t something that he really enjoyed doing, but if he was going to have his student here, he figured it was better that they have a mutual understanding of each other, so he didn’t see any harm in telling him where he was from and some minor details. He’d just have to leave out anything he didn’t want anyone to hear. However, he figured he could tell him another time and weasel out of this conversation, given as he would have preferred to speak later. 

“I’ve had a interesting time on this planet, but I’ll tell ya when we next speak again. I’m gonna get ya a workout regime as well, ya really need to get that fitness up and put some muscle on ya bones.” he spoke with a grin, as he watched Roy play with some sort of toy in his hand. Wasn’t one that he was familiar with, most of the kids in his neighborhood didn’t mess around with kiddie toys, they preferred to play cards or anything that made them look more mature. 

“Ya wanna walk back to the dorms? We can talk on the way, I wanna hear more about ya quirk.” he spoke, genuinely interested to see what this kid could do with it. It seemed absurdly strong, as many quirks that held those type of abilities tended to be the strongest. It was in his interest to learn about his quirk so that he could mold his training regimen about it. 

Roy smirked as the guy put his question off for another time, was he hiding something maybe? Well whatever it is if he hung out enough with the boy it will come into the light. He told Roy he was gonna need a workout regime, the blonde boy raised an eyebrow. Was he planning on making Roy as buff as himself?

Ezra then offered to walk back to the dorms and learn more about the boys quirk. Roy had no problem with explaining his quirk a little more in depth, even though if he ever faced off against him.

[color=9e0b0f]“A training regime huh, you’re not afraid if I get as big as you I will pose a bigger threat huh?” He said teasing the boy. “Sure let's go, I'll tell you more about it.”[/color] He stopped twirling the fidget spinner as he began his demonstration as he walked out the classroom with the boy, [color=9e0b0f]“i'll start from the beginning, my quirk is called photosynthesis.”[/color] He took off his school uniform jacket revealing his sleeves. It look like black tribal tattoos all over his arms.

[color=9e0b0f]“When my markings are exposed to sunlight my body absorbs the energy and stores it. As long as I have energy I can make constructs or just concentrate the raw energy and shoot it raw.”[/color] 

He said as he put his arm out and concentrated. The markings going from black to yellow as a riot shield appeared, [color=9e0b0f]“When I was fighting Mina she could shoot some kind of laser. It seems like my solar energy can deflect lasers of the sort”[/color] he smirked as the shield dissipated.

[color=9e0b0f]“The bigger and more complex the construct , the more energy it takes to manifest it. More power I have the stronger my constructs, anything I can think of I can make.”[/color] He held his hand out and started creating stuff, pencils, scissors, then the chain from earlier. 

[color=9e0b0f]“I store too much energy though and my body temperature rises high, that's why when I touched Jett earlier he brushed off his shoulder. My hand was about 120 degrees Fahrenheit.”[/color] He said erasing all the constructs.

[color=9e0b0f]“any questions?”[/color] He said thinking he covered most of it.


Ezra grinned a little. This would be an absurdly powerful quirk, if he learned how to use it properly. He still thought his was stronger for combat purposes, but this would be ridiculous in the hero business. The versatility of it would be absurd, especially considering` the wide range of constructs that he could create with it. The whole heat thing might be a problem, but that’s something that can easily be overcome by adequate training. 


Ezra still had plenty of questions in regard to the quirk. He wanted to know whether the pens were able to actually write, whether the solar energy could block attacks, whether he could coat himself with it, he had a number of questions in this regard. If he could cover himself in that solar energy, and protect himself with it, it’d be an extremely powerful defensive tool given the lack of weight to it. 

“Well I guess imma start my questions. Firstly, does the pen work? Second, how strong is ya material? Could it block a punch from Jett? Could it block one from me? Thirdly, can ya cover ya self in it, or is it too hot? Cause ya could use it as a blanket to block attacks if not.” Ezra spoke, already thinking of ways that this quirk could be used.

[color=9e0b0f]“Nah, I can't write with the pen since the material doesn’t change. I'm pretty sure if I put it to paper it wouldn't react well since the construct is hot. Though when I'm low on energy my constructs aren't as hot.”[/color] He said answering the first question.

[color=9e0b0f]“The material I’d say can block anything that can’t break through Iron, at around 50% energy i’d say it's about as tough as steel. Anything higher I have no clue since 60% is when I start feeling the heat. So yeah it could block a basic punch from Jett, I was able to do some damage to Mina and when I wrapped the chains around Lysander it was firm and stable like Iron chains. A hit from you most likely, though if you activate your quirk I'm pretty sure you can break through any construct under 50% energy.”[/color] Roy scratched his chin.

[color=9e0b0f]“The last question I can cover myself in it, a full body suit though I wouldn’t be able to keep up for more than a minute. It isn't too hot time but to someone else probably.”[/color] He put his hands on each side of his head and constructed a helmet like magneto's from X-men. [color=9e0b0f]“Maybe if I train I can control the amount of energy I can output into a construct”[/color] he said folding his arms, if he tried to save someone he could probably suffer material strength for versatility and lower the constructs temperature to one others can tolerate.

[color=9e0b0f]“If you wanna see if you can brake it we can give it a shot”[/color] he said shrugging.

Ezra grinned. It wasn’t often people volunteered to let them punch him, well this wasn’t literally volunteering, but he wasn’t opposed to it. He was quite curious to see how strong the material was, but he also wanted to see how well Roy would be able to handle the force from one of his punches. He figured that this was the best way to figure it out.

“We can do two trials, or do ya wanna just try it with my quirk. Make a piece of armor that isn’t ya head, and I’ll go for it.” he spoke in a calm tone despite his inner feelings of excitement.

Roy smirked, he stopped walking and erased the helmet, he loosened up a bit before preparing. “Go ahead and try your best shot, though in pretty sure you will shatter it, if not crack it” he said as he got into a stance and held out his hands. Making a solar construct slab that was about 3 inches thick. 

[color=9e0b0f]“I am about 30% energy so it should be about as hard as Iron”[/color] he said with a smirk.[color=9e0b0f] “Alright I am ready, go ahead”[/color] he said as he focused on keeping the construct up.

Ezra let out a breath of air. He’d bent iron quite easily before, he didn’t have to use his quirk to bend it, but he was aiming to shatter it and test the full strength. He began to load his ar back, as he readied his punch. Putting a reasonable amount of his quirk into a punch, he accelerated it moderately, around the amount he felt necessary to destroy the construct completely into the punch as he let it fly toward the bright construct. 

Roy felt the impact, trying his best to brace against it but at his current energy level it was no use. The construct shattered into pieces before turning it light particles and vanishing. The boy slid a couple feet in the hallway from the force that was generated 

[color=9e0b0f]“As expected, It would suffice against any normal punch but your attacks gain a huge boost when it hits something”[/color] he said with a grin. [color=9e0b0f]“What's the strongest material you were able to punch through?”[/color] He ask fixing his posture.

Ezra waved his hand around after punching it. It was as hard as he said it would be, though lacking the structural integrity of the actual material as iron wouldn’t have shattered. It did hurt a bit to punch, but the destruction of the construct prevented that from lasting long as he returned the smile as he was asked a rather interesting question. It wasn’t one that he’d been questioned on before.

“Hmm. I dunno mate. I can probably punch through anythin’ ya could probably think of, but it’d probably hurt. I just haven’t had the chance ta try anythin’ out so far.” he spoke, legitimately thinking for once in his life. He hadn’t experienced anything he hadn’t been able to punch through in terms of material. Many strong people had been able to riposte a badly timed or poorly placed punch from him though.

[color=9e0b0f]“Anything I can think of, that's a lot of stuff you can break through, it probably would be better in the long to avoid those hits than trying to block them” [/color]he said. It made him begin thinking, if his constructs are as hard as steel at 50 percent, how hard will it be at 100%?

[color=9e0b0f]“You never wanted to test your limits? You only used your quirk for speed and to break that slab during the exercise. Do you chose not to use it if you don't have too?”[/color] He asked hitting the nose of his shoe on the ground to fix his foots positioning.



“My quirk places strain on my energy reserves. I use an amount of energy that would be required for me to perform that action normally, so me using my quirk essentially halves the amount of time that I can fight, or even reduces it by a third. It’s always better to keep your weapons hidden for that matter as well, and if you can’t fight without your quirk, you’re nothing. That’s a lesson I learnt early.” he spoke, trying to put some emphasis behind his words. 

He continued to walk, but at a slower pace. He did this so that Roy could catch up to him.

Roy turned and walk to catch up to Ezra, hands in his pockets. [color=9e0b0f]“I had to find that out for the first time today. The hard way”[/color] he said as he rubbed the spot that was kicked. 

[color=9e0b0f]“That's something else, my quirk could be something awesome but having it alone with no other abilities leaves it at a low ceiling. Being at level one there is so many things that needs work”[/color] he said as squeezed his hand before putting a fist to his chest.

[color=9e0b0f]“I'm just happy to be here right now is all”[/color] He said with a smirk.

Ezra looked at the kid with a slight curiosity. Part of the vibe that he got from him was contention with mediocrity, whilst the other feeling he got was something of a desire to get better. They seemed to switch interchangeably, and he couldn’t quite understand why. Perhaps he merely wanted to improve for the sake of improving rather than becoming better than others, and being in the academy was the important thing to him. He could understand that, given as the boy wasn’t particularly special in combat given his inexperience

“Ya need to fight more. That’s most of it. Ya don’t know how to fight yet, or how you fight to be fair. Once ya get experience or some sort of idea of how ya gonna do it, I think it should go rosy. A lot of these kids in this class know martial arts and other fancy ponce shit like that, and that shit takes years to learn, but learning the best of each is the best way to become stronger as fast as ya wanna. When ya go back to dorms today, go watch some fight videos on youtube on martial art techniques, see what they do, why they do it, what makes it effective. Incorporate it into ya own style, and use it. Eating from one source of food makes ya weak, but if you eat everywhere and everything, ya get all the minerals and shit like that, and you grow big n’ strong. What I’m tryna say, without the shitty analogy, is that it isn’t ya ceiling that you need to worry bout’. It’s ya floor. Ya have zero fundamentals. A trained monkey could beat ya in a fist fight right now, so ya need to go and learn some sort of fighting style to make ya own, whatever that is.” Ezra spoke, as he continued to walk with Roy following, taking small breaks as he spoke. He thought he was a pretty fuckin’ good teacher.  

Roy laughed at Ezras joke, [color=9e0b0f]“Yeah you're right I suppose, I plan on being at the top of our class or at least by the end of the semester. Sounds like a pipe dream right now but being at a top school I can learn all the right things from the teachers and even steal some of your guys moves too”[/color] He said with a smile.


[center][h1]Regular classes(Small time skip)[/h1][/center]

The bell rang signaling class change for the students, just like any other school Komei also provides the basic classes like Math, Language Arts, history, and science. class 1-A would be taught be ishiin Ueda, a newcomer to Komei. A couple of students may have recognized him from being the obstacle in the left wing. Though he didn't seem like much of an obstacle he is extremely effective in the classroom with the ability to do 1 on 1 sessions simultaneously with the students. After finishing with the general classes it was about 1 when the bell rang to signal Class 1-A to pack up and go to lunch.

[center][h1]Lunchroom[/h1][/center]

The [url=http://imgur.com/ujRyg0i]Lunchroom[/url] was large and offered exceptional cafeteria food that most students might not be used too, the food was also on the healthy side. There was a veriety of choices for one to eat from multiple regions of the world. There was even option to dine [url=http://www.foxstudios.com/images/teaser/cafeteria_01.jpg]outside.[/url]

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