[center][h1][i][color=007236]Jett Haven[/color][/i][/h1][h1][color=9e0b0f]Roy Kusayanagi[/color][/h1][h1][color=fff257]Acion Nakamiji[/color][/h1][color=C0C0C0][b][h1]Chiwa Hatori[/h1][/b][/color]

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Jett had quickly followed Roy out of the nurse's office, holding the back of his neck as he slowly rubbed the back of his numbed head. As if that would help, but in his mind it was what he convinced himself. His eyes were on Roy mostly because of how he was acting. Jett was creeped out by the bugs for sure, but it seemed it took a more serious toll on him than Jett. 

Before he could say anything though, he noticed Acion walking by in full armor getup. He narrowed his eyes wondering why he was wearing it when he stopped and asked what happened to them and if they needed help. Jett shrugged.[color=007236] “We were at the nurses.”[/color]
Looking at the dazed Roy. [color=007236]“I had a migraine that needed to be taken care of, and Roy had some lacerations.” [/color]Looking back to Acion. [color=007236]“Getting ready for a war?”[/color]

[color=fff257]”No, not exactly.”[/color]

His tone was fairly friendly. At the least, he didn’t feel much hostility at the moment. It gave Acion somewhat more comfort actually talking to him, especially after those speech he gave to the rest of the class before the exercise. It was only a few hours ago, and it felt so far away. 

[color=fff257]”I am going to train in the courtyard, well since I didn’t have the chance to in the afternoon. Things happened.”[/color]

Roy walked trudged through the hall with his arms slumped forward, he was just ready to go to sleep at this point in. This day had been heavily taxing on the mind. As he heard the voice of his winged friend he picked his head up and looked at him. You could tell he was out of it, he placed a hand on Acion’s gear. “Good thing you are covering up, it is chilly outside” the boy said completely oblivious to the boys attire.

Roy let out a long yawn stretching his limbs and rubbing his eyes, he walked past Acion. “I am going to go shower and sleep. I’ll see you later” Roy said moving on along.

Jett nodded, Weight training, which was hard on the body. But he wasn’t his mother. He wondered about what he meant by things happening but he was too tired to ask. [color=007236]“Yeah I’ve had enough training for today, I think Ill go make sure this headache goes away for sure tonight”[/color] He said as he also began to walk away. Then he waved his hand casually behind him. [color=007236]“Have a good training session with your fellow birdies!”[/color]He said with a slight chuckle and a clear tone that he was just kidding. 

A vein appeared on his forehead. Birdies…

Again, he hated being compared to a bird. Didn’t know where or when he got such vibe, but it would be a lot better if he had compared him to an angel, or a plane. But then again, the phrase was coming from Jett, so he wouldn’t be surprised.

[color=fff257]’Oh well, what do you know?’[/color] 

At least he was friendly, and Acion didn’t seem to mind him today. Hopefully, it would be the same for the entire year as well.

With those two appearing ok, Acion walked downstairs, to the courtyard, to begin his training. It had only been the first day, but Acion had already felt that he was being left behind, after seeing how Roy and the others were making their progress. 

The first part was purely a muscle training exercise, with a repetition of basic exercises like push-ups, sit-ups, squashes and other things. It was simple, but effective, especially when combined with a couple of extra weight. 

While the winged boy did not entirely have great muscles or anything, he was surely a durable one, with a tremendous amount of stamina. It was natural, however, to him, that he would have it, so that he would be able to maintain a good flight pattern. 

He repeated the exercise again and again until he felt his muscles beginning to strain. Knowing that he would be getting himself injured if he went too far with it, so he stopped, and switched to the next thing. Or basically a period of rest, by flying around the campus area. His training exercises did not affect the wing muscle area, so it was not a problem at all.

With six powerful wings spread out, he soared into the sky, once more. And as he reached an optimal altitude, he began letting himself loose, and glided with the wind. 

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After quite a few hours of organizing and personalizing her own dorm space, Hatori sighed and sat back on her bed. She had completely changed from her outdoors attire to a indoors one, wearing a casual blue T-shirt with a spare set of exercise shorts that were basically her PJs away from home. Despite remaining in her dorm for quite a while after meeting up with Dulga, her roommate never came; Hatori wondered if she was somehow busy with something, but it did meant that she had the room to herself...for now. 

She had explored the girl’s side of the dormitory for quite a while now; the showers were communal as she would have thought, though it was fairly spacious and high quality, expected of a hero academy’s dorms. There was a small platform and intermediate room to switch slippers, and several open showers with a large bath at the end. On one side, however, were tall shower stalls, presumably for the ones who weren’t into public bathing. 

Meanwhile, Hatori had spent her efforts on decorating her side of the room. She had set up a bookshelf next to her table with a few fighter jet models and a random poster she bought at an air show a little more than a year ago. Hatori had also brought a printer of her own, and noticeably a huge stack of paper, which filled up half of a shelf. Of course, anyone who knew about her Quirk would know that the thousands of sheets of paper she had prepared weren’t [color=C0C0C0][i]just[/i][/color] for printing. 

Her desk was plainer in design, with a desk fan and a small retro-futuristic neon sign, and her bedsheets and blanks were a modern black-grey striped design. Right below the desk was an extension cord, and her laptop neatly placed in the center. And as an extra layer of preparedness, another stack of sticky notes was right next to her fan. After all that work on decorating and designing her part of her room, Hatori couldn’t help but stare at her roommate’s side, which remained empty in stark contrast to her own side. 

She sighed and leaned against the window, where lampposts illuminated the courtyard right in front of her. Incidentally, Hatori had gotten one of the rooms that faced the main entrance. She was already getting a bit tired from all that work, and considered calling it a day without actually meeting her roommate. 

That is, until she noticed a certain figure standing outside at the courtyard. Hatori blinked. [color=C0C0C0][i]I definitely hope I’m not just imagining things…[/i][/color] Hatori thought, quietly observing the person from her room. She stared at him for a moment before the person stopped and suddenly extended...his wings. [color=C0C0C0][i]No, wait...six wings?[/i][/color] 

Before she could continue her thoughts, the winged person flew to the sky. [color=C0C0C0][i]Who was that person? He definitely does have a Quirk, though that’s the first time I’ve seen a Mutant Quirk like that![/i][/color] she thought, and almost instinctively pulled out the paper she had hidden in one of her shorts. They were pre-creased and ready to throw after a few quick folds, and within no time Hatori was able to fold several basic planes and immediately throw them out the window.

Without the planes being in the line of sight, however, there was no way she could control her planes, and Hatori was quick to rectify that. [color=C0C0C0]”Spyplane…”[/color] she muttered as she folded another plane, this one different, and threw it out as well to follow the fleet. She then got into a comfortable position on the chair before pressing her fingers onto her temples. Within a split second, her vision transferred onto her spyplane as the small fleet began to increase altitude and turn towards the direction the winged person headed. Almost telepathically, the fleets followed her command as they flew towards him. 

His six sense suddenly triggered. But it wasn’t as powerful as he did during the battle between him and Reina. It was weak, and Acion could barely recognize it. He quickly dismissed that as something of his own imagination, and continued his training

Exercise number 2: Flight training

Feeling his body muscles beginning to regain its strength, he began his descent, gaining more and more speed. And he continued on until he had gained enough momentum, which was when he leveled himself. For the final act, he suddenly jerked himself upward as the wings went completely stiff. The upward thrust was not vertical, but rather a few dozens degrees to the right, as he glided straight up that way, without actually trying to increase in velocity.

After two seconds thrusting, his body and wing’s weight began to stall him. But this was his whole intention, as Acion then did a flip as he suddenly turned his body one hundred and eighty degrees backward. Acion then slammed hard the wings that he had, sending feathers out into the open courtyard, before his body sent him back to Earth. But before it actually did, he flapped his wings again, stabilizing himself, increasing his speed, and flew in the same direction as he just did a few seconds earlier.

[color=fff257]”Perfect…”[/color]

If that was done correctly, not only he would be able to catch his enemies off-guard, if his enemy was ground-based, he would also be able to send his own reply back, while throwing off the enemy’s aims. For air-target, he would also be able to attack them while getting on their six instantly. A very difficult to master technique, but once he did, it would be very effective and deadly.

Acion then turned himself upwards, after gaining enough momentum. This time he did an Immelman turn, an upward turn that is shaped like the letter C and then leveling himself with a roll, for he knew if he flew any further, he would fly off the school ground, and pretty much broke the curfew thing. It would not be a funny thing to explain toward the school’s staff about it.

There, all of a sudden, from the corner of his eyes, something zoomed past him. Multiple somethings. And it appeared that it wasn’t zooming past him, but Acion was actually zooming past it. Or both. 

He turned his head to investigate immediately. It appeared to be very small. He couldn’t register it clearly in the middle of the night, but apparently they were a bunch of paper airplanes. But how come paper airplanes could fly this high, and this fast? 

The questions sparked into curiosity as Acion suddenly turned himself again, this time horizontally, towards the direction of the planes. But when he did finally finish the turn, the planes were nowhere to be seen. 

[color=fff257]”Now that’s odd…”[/color]

What the hell was that?

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