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[h3][color=b16edd]Reina Mori[/color][/h3]
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[color=a187be]”Just thank me by being my friend ok?”[/color]

Reina stopped for a moment, eyes widening subtly as she glanced to Takeshi after he spoke. She nodded softly, and rather unintentionally solemnly. She didn’t just want to be a friend, she wanted to be a [i]good[/i] one. If she didn’t fix herself at least enough for others to view her as such, she’d just lose them all. She already liked everyone she had met in this school. She couldn’t imagine how much she’d like them a month from now and beyond... and she couldn’t imagine how much it’d hurt to cause them to turn on her because she couldn’t keep herself from being an awful person. 

The girl gripped the fabric of her skirt tightly as her worst memories invaded her thoughts again.

Reina quietly walked in after the teacher allowed their tardiness to slide, almost to her disappointment. She didn’t deserve to be let off like that... but if she were to be punished, then Takeshi would be as well, so it was for the best.

She entered the class, blushing lightly upon being loudly called out to by Mamoru. She gave a small wave and smile to the girl, glad that she was in the class as well.

Acion came up to them, and Reina bowed lightly in response to his greeting. [color=b16edd]“As... as Yashiro-san said, we got a bit lost...”[/color] She gave a small, shameful smile. [color=b16edd]“... I also... dropped some of my things. Yashiro-san helped me gather them, so it... it was mostly my fault he’s late too.”[/color]

Arsenal directed the class to the gym. Reina followed her peers into the armory, feeling more than a little out of place. Guns were... kind of scary. She didn’t have to use one, did she? It seemed terribly unheroic, and probably a little more lethal than was allowed... and they just made her sort of nervous. She wasn’t interested in holding one.

Which meant looking for... anything else. She walked gingerly around the room, being [i]very][/i] mindful of her quirk. Accidentally knocking some of these things to the ground felt extra dangerous. The girl noticed Mamoru taking extendable tonfas. Maybe something like that? They seemed more Reina’s speed. She glanced around uncertainly, not sold on tonfas. Really, she wasn’t sold on anything yet. She had never used any sort of weapon before in her life... except maybe for that truck’s door, if that inspired bit of improvisation counted.

The girl frowned, deep in thought as she continued to slowly meander, not nearly confident enough to just grab something and give it a try.

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