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[h1][color=9e0b0f]Roy Kusayanagi[/color][/h1] [h1][color=00aeef]Isshin Ueda[/color][/h1][/center]

Once team D took their leave, Roy's tough guy act crumbled. Honestly he was just as shooken up as the others were but he could not let the others know his true feelings. The boy laid his body on the ground as an attempt at trying to relax himself though the effort was futile.

His body couldn't stop shaking.

[color=9e0b0f]"I-I-im so sorry Jojo"[/color] he said sitting up and pulling his legs close to his chest, his whole body was trembling. [color=9e0b0f]"Maybe if I was stronger...I wouldn't have sustained nearly as much damage, a-and you wouldn't have had to carry me, and this explosion would have naver happened, and you wouldn't be in such a bad condition."[/color] the boy bit his lip to stop from rambling, a red fluid running down and off his chin as he chomped down. She probably didn't give a damn for what the boy was saying, failure was a bitter feeling. Though that emotion was even worse when someone was hurt because of your incompetence. His chest was heavy, the thought of how worthless he is clouded his mind. Roy buried his head deep into legs as his body quivered uncontrollable out of rage.

[color=00aeef]"Heyy! Why the long face. Ms.Joruto will be alright, Kiwi will take care of her."[/color] A familiar voice came from behind the boy. Roy raised his head, his eyes widening as he looked back and man did he look a mess infront of his teacher. [color=00aeef]"Now Now, is that the look a hero should give off? You looked fine when you were speaking with Motome earlier."[/color] Roy clenched his legs tight as he listenend to Isshin.

[color=9e0b0f]"But Sensei...it's my fau-"[/color]

[color=00aeef]"It's not your fault, by griefing over Jojo you're only taking her efforts for naught. She knew the risks that came with her attacks.[/color] the man said as he walked over to her body and began applying first aid to her burns. [color=00aeef]"In this field of work, citizens and heroes getting injured is a given. You're going to have some ups and you're going to have some downs but you must never let your spirit waiver.[/color] Isshin looked back at Roy before wrapping Jojo's afflicted areas in bandages.

[color=00aeef]"The exercise isn't over yet anyways, you still have two other teammates giving their all because they are counting on you. Anyone can feel good and be positive when they are healthy and their life is going well. During those time of peace when not much is going on it is easy to be a hero. The real challenge comes when the odds are stacked against you unfairly, a hero's prescence is supposed to calm those injured and or endangered as well as produce peace of mind. When you become a pro you will have many more people believing in you who you must not fail. That's what seperates those at the top from the rest.[/color] Isshin finished tying the bandages before picking up Jojo and walking off.

[color=00aeef]"Now what will you do."[/color] he said before taking Jojo to the nurses office.

Roy didn't look at Isshin the whole time he was lecturing him, as he spoke the boy's trembling began to lessen before it was ultimately gone. When he spoke of his other teammates his eyes widened, [color=9e0b0f][i]"Hitomi...Ruby..."[/i][/color] He lifted his head out of his leg as he digested his teachers words. Roy knew better then anyone in class 1-A what it feels like to have the odds stacked against him felt. His quirk itself was a double edged sword, since it manifested his life has took a severe turn. 

No one knew what it felt like to be so ill, to sit at deaths door so closely and have little to no help. No one but him, for him to give up here would make all the shit he endured seem like a messed up joke. Roy started off good infront of Fumika but he just couldn't finish strong, in the end he did end up crumbling. 

He had another chance to prove himself, [color=9e0b0f]"...Thanks...Sensei"[/color] Roy rose up from the ground, his muscles ached badly he wanted to lay down for the rest of the exercise but he had people counting on him. The boys costume was cut up and caked with dirt and dried up blood though he just smiled as his eyes were lit again as he knew what to do. He began moving forward slowly but surely before picking up more speed. The blonde opened up his communicaitions device and began talking to his team, [color=9e0b0f]"Team D is making their way towards the auditorium, I am trailing behind them though"[/color] he said confidently. The upper portion of his suit was still off and his bareskin was still exposed for the sun to shine on. He was passivly absorbing more energy, by the time he would the auditorium he would be at half capacity.