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[h3][color=b16edd]Reina Mori[/color][/h3]
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A rather innocuous gadget was the first to really to catch Reina's eye. It was a metal-looking belt, separated into a dozen section attached together on a hinge of sorts, so that it could be wrapped around a waist. She reached up to the shelf, taking it down to inspect it closer. Several metal-framed items lined the belt--from gun holsters, to rugged pouches. They were attached to the belt by... nothing? The girl frowned in thought, reaching to pull on one of the pouches.

It wouldn't budge. Frowning deeper, she inspected the belt further, finding a set of small buttons to the right side of it--twice as many as there were objects on the belt.  She counted out the buttons, finding the one that would correspond to the pouch she had tried to remove if her theory was right. Pressing the lower button of the set, she shifted the belt in her hands to try taking the pouch again, and was met with success.

[color=b16edd][i]Interesting...[/i][/color] So the items and belt were magnetized in a way that could be adjusted through the buttons... Was that really it?

Reina glanced up, seeing that the shelf she had taken the belt from was made of metal as well. After a confused pause, she held the metal-frame of the pouch to the shelf... and felt nothing. Not attraction or repulsion. Curiosity growing, she then held the belt up to the shelf to find the same thing. Finally, she brought the pouch back towards the belt, feeling the obvious attraction between the two.

So it was... some kind of selective magnetization? Was that even possible? She paused, frowning again. She wished her quirk could be like that--the push and pull of it only affecting specific things she wished it to. That way, even [i]she[/i] would easily be able to keep it under control. It would have saved her a lot of troubles...

With a quiet sigh, she placed the belt back. While it seemed convenient, she didn't really have a use for it at the moment.

The girl glanced around some more, this time towards the other students, to see if she could get any ideas from what they were doing. Mamoru and another girl she wasn't yet aquatinted with were doing training simulations. Reina would have to wait until she actually had something in her hands to train [i]with[/i].

Takeshi was wielding a sword, going through motions that appeared extremely practiced and clean. Reina didn't know the first thing about it all, but it looked impressive. Swords were heroic... right? More than guns, at least. But... they seemed to require a lot of practice. She'd probably end up cutting herself or someone else, or forgetting her quirk for a moment and skewering someone with the sword as it flew out of her hands. 

She paused, realizing dumbly that beginners very likely used blunt swords of some kind. And that would probably be better for her in the long run--she didn't really want to be chopping villain heads off. 

The dark-haired girl looked away from Takeshi's display before it appeared to others that she was staring, and went back to futilely looking for something that clicked in some way with her.

Several moments later, Reina was pulled out of her deep thought by Takeshi's voice. She jumped slightly to her embarrassment, but at least managed not to make any sort of scream. With the faintest blush, she glanced between Takeshi's and the shelves around her, shaking her head slightly.

[color=b16edd]"Not really..."[/color] she said. She didn't want to leave it at that. A day ago, she would have, but she had to make an effort to be tolerable to be around. She opened her mouth, not really thinking her words through in her mild panic to say something. [color=b16edd]"...Is there anything like... like a truck door?..."[/color] She paused, a small frown on her lips in exasperation at herself. 

[color=b16edd][i]Stupid.[/i][/color]

Sure, that was sort of what she was looking for, but there were far better ways to describe that. 'Shield,' for one. Reina remembered Mamoru's quick mention that if she had found the pink-haired girl's shield during the training exercise, she could have done even more damage.

Reina simply made sure to avoid looking at anyone that may have heard her, pushing her hands deeper in her pockets as she did what she could to hide her reddening cheeks from the world.

[@Aerandir]