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[h3][color=ffdd99]Maeda Hitomi[/color][/h3][/center]


[color=ffdd99]"Hey, wait!"[/color] Hitomi called out to Hibiki, but she was already gone. Her words were bringing about feelings of concern and worry in Hitomi, though nit full distrust, not yet. She had heard about a substantial portion of the 1B class acting like some kind of clique, but surely this Komei collective, and idea full pf promise and possibilities, wasn't just a scheme for that clique to take power...Hitomi didn't know how well she'd cope to getting used like that. She'd rarely been angry before, always trying to see things on the bright side, and letting metal give vent to her emotions in private. This was because, when she was a child, if she ever got angry...

Hitomi reached up to touch her rock-hard sheep horns, and sighed. It was no use regretting things you did when you were four years old, even if that thing was putting a bully in the hospital. That was probably when she vowed to be nice and help people; when she was sitting in that waiting room, the fellow four year old's parents, faces red from crying, looking at you as if you were the cruelest, nastiest monster to ever grace the planet.

Hitomi's phone went off. It was time for the next event, which was to take place in the 1B classroom; Karaoke. Hitomi had never heard Tomoe sing, but she imagined Tomoe would be a good singer. Hitomi was a rather poor singer. She would know, as she'd dreamed of singing metal a few years ago, and tried recording herself. The results...weren't good.

As Hitomi was already in the school building when she received the text, she actually reached the 1B classroom first, and entered. Her ears drooped when she saw, standing in the middle of the room, their opponents. They had shoulder length silver hair, bright blue eyes, and were wearing a green and white dress, a hairband, and a very sweet smile. Hitomi only knew of Seiko by reputation, as the 'Karaoke Queen' or 'The Idol of Class 1-B', or during exercises, as 'Wireframe'.

He was also a crossdresser.


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[h3][color=844E7A]Mako Akane[/color][/h3][/center]


Mako raised her eyebrow at the cold reception from Roy, but before she had time to adress this, Dulga started to talk. Mako saved this information for later. Roy was upset with her about something? Was it the Villain Psychology class incident? Was it that she was a villain?She'd have to find out. In the meantime, she listened to Dulga, and grew increasingly concerned at her speech. When Dulga left, but while she was still in earshot, Mako cleared her throat and looked around. [color=844E7A]"Alternatively, you could all keep yourselves safe, let the professionals do the fighting, and finish your education. By then you'd actually be qualified to take villains on and wouldn't be recklessly and needlessly risking your lives. Also, proper Superheroes don't kill people. Ever. No exceptions. But that's your choice, if you'd rather become a vigilante, or a police officer."[/color]

She sighed, watching Donny try to leave. [color=844E7A]"Thank you, Reina. Are you able to use your quirk to help? I can understand if you can't but it would make things easier."[/color]


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