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[h3][color=bc8dbf]Yashiro, Takeshi[/color][/h3]
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Takeshi blinked a few times when she said a car door. He couldn’t help but shake his head a few times, as if doing so would help him make sure he was hearing right. A truck door? [color=bc8dbf] “Of all the weapons of choice, even some of the oddest ones I could think of. I have yet to see someone want to use a truck door for a fight. “[/color] He couldn’t help himself a chuckle, but he did notice how she was closing up afterwards  with how she was shoving her hands in her pockets and quickly changed gears. 

He cocked his head to the side, [color=bc8dbf] “Something tells me you’ve actually used one...I would love to hear about it sometime.”[/color] He said as the corner of his lip raised up in a small crooked smile. He was about use his quirk to construct a basic truck door when he heard the pink haired girl’s voice again. Apparently her name was Mamuro, and also apparently she knew his name. How, he didn’t know but simply nod as she continued to talk. 

She mentioned she saw him performing his forms, how he must have been trained since a kid as well as how she never had the chance. But before he could confirm or deny her statement, she switched to Riena. His eye twitched a little bit, as the girl was speaking she seemed say exactly what her brain thought of at that moment. 

He thought about what she revealed with her quirk to him. He then said in a calm voice. [color=bc8dbf]”With her quirk, I imagine that she can use whatever she wanted around her to throw around. If I may offer an Idea, perhaps something for close combat. Incase your enemies get to close? Even then it could still be used effectively to be thrown around. [/color] 

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Jett smiled as she said she wouldn’t even dignify that with a response, he didn’t say anything as he stood back and watched her as she then begun the next order of business. After a moment though he glanced over to Fumika again to see another short girl walking to the group. He smiled, as she poked her copy of herself. He glanced back to see Mina staring behind him, he glanced back to see her looking at Kaida with an odd look. Narrowing his eyes in confusion he looked back to her. He thought it best not to bring it up. 

As she finished she laid the knife down on the cutting board, asking what was next. He reached for the knife and grabbed it, immediately began washing it out of sheer habit, the cutting was finished. [color=007236]”Now we clean our station while we wait for the rice to cook. Saves on time cleaning up when we are done, while keeping an eye on the rice. We only want it to heat up to the point where it’s just barely boiling on the edges of the pot, then lower the heat to simmer and cover it.”[/color] He finished cleaning the knife and used the towel on his leg to dry it, then slipping back into its wooden block.[color=007236]”Also, just a sidenote. When using knifes, once you’re done cutting you should immediately clean them and put them away. For three reasons. One, it helps you get in the habit of not cross contaminating. Two it help protects the blades sharpness. Three and most important, it’s a good way to stay safe. Strewn utensils on the counter tend to be forgotten and knocked over, when in the heat of the moment of cooking. [/color] He said with a smile. 

He pulled another tiny bowl out to put the pickled plums in, freeing up the cutting board to be washed. As he did, he thought of her earlier statement about being unprepared for adult life. He knew from how she acted and carried herself she came from a wealthy home. Usually he noticed kids from wealthy families not really having to worry about stuff like that even after they leave the home. Most still have their ‘allowances’ or inheritance. He and his sisters were an exception, as his father and mother made sure they worked around the house, learning those important life skills. He found it intriguing that  Kasuke would be thinking about this. [color=007236]”I must say... [/color] He looked at her while still washing. A hint of admiration on his face with a smile. [color=007236]I know you said this is your ‘act of rebellion’ to learn this. But I figured a girl with your upbringing and lifestyle, wouldn’t have to worry about such things later on. Most of the kids I know from other wealthy families don’t think like that. I find it admirable that you think like that.” [/color]