[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/saGm5xq.png[/img][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/211956364010979328/358494681383960576/image.png?width=493&height=182[/img][/center] Mamoru’s phone began to [url=https://youtu.be/HRtC2sDiKqM?t=24]ring[/url]. She let it play for a few seconds before seeing what the text was about (She had a different ringtone for actual calls). Turns out it was her old classmate Lysander. She hadn’t seen him since day two of Komei, where he was one of the few survivors of the Zone B collapse. He’s since then traded with Roy to class 1B. Apparently he wanted to pull a prank on Amane that involves punching him, which involves having him punch Mamoru. She looked at her arms and figured that she may as well give it a shot; not like they could get any worse right? So Mamoru did her best to dress herself somewhat decently and went to the meeting spot that Lysander said. Granted, she had no idea which bathroom he was talking about, so she just wandered around the campus in her casual clothes until she found him. Both her arms were still in slings as she walked up and playfully headbutted him, since she couldn’t just punch his shoulder. [color=pink]”Wussup Lysanyo. Jokes on you, I already punched Amane, twice! Hence the slings.”[/color] [@Experiment 249] [hr] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/X6y1z1z.png[/img][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/211956364010979328/358493964854231041/image.png?width=335&height=88[/img][/center] Donny managed to find some spare drab clothing that would fit him, as well as some slippers, as he leaves his room. Though still sore he wishes to try to help however he can right now as opposed to just being laid up in bed, though he’s also still slightly delirious due to the haze of his pain and the drugs he’s been injected with. He at least had the right idea of eating his heart, though this was mostly so it doesn’t drip everywhere. And so Donny was back to wandering around the hospital looking for a doctor to discuss the possibilities of him donating his own organs for those who need them. [hr] [center][h3]Other[/h3][/center] Asahi and his crew would leave to face off against the Anti-Collective back out where they were herding cats. There White Hat announced the final contest; a Scavenger Hunt. [b]”Both teams will choose one representative in order to search for items given to them on their list. They are free to use whatever powers or resources they have, baring two exceptions: They may not gain assistance from anyone in their team, nor other students, teachers, or guests who are not directly involved in the challenge. Anyone caught intentionally seeking out or providing assistance will be disqualified, and automatically lose the challenge.”[/b] Asahi stepped up as the representative of the Pro-Collective, and appropriately Tori of the Anti-Collective also stepped foward. Both head reps of their respective sides. And appropriately enough, evenly matched in terms of their abilities. Without uttering a word both had something huge and fast moving land right next to them. For Asahi it was his power armor; a hulking suit of metal and machines that increases his strength, durability, and speed to superhuman levels. He would even boast that it could match All Might in a contest of strength, though whether or not this was boasting or fact was untested. Tori summoned something different; it appeared to be a large metal briefcase, but when he opened it up it transformed into into a floating desk and computer, with at least five different drones flying around him. Tori’s quirk was an ability called “Charger”; an electrical quirk that lets him provide energy to his machines so long as he remains rooted to a single location. This quirk alone would make him a decent fighter as he could also use his powers to electrocute his enemies, but the fact that he couldn’t utilize his powers without standing in one spot severely cut his mobility, and thus he had to turn to the Support Class and his expertise in remote drone technology. Before the challenge would start officially the two would spend a moment to banter, as heroes are want to do. Asahi opened the first slavo. [b]”Still playing with toys I see! I’m amazed that you find the time to have any friends considering how often you surround yourself with puppets and dolls.”[/b] Tori snarked right back. [b]”I guess some boys just can’t stop playing pretend. Seriously, a hulk buster style power armor? You must feel so small without it!”[/b] Asahi didn’t lose his cool though and just chuckled. [b]”What can I say, I dream big. Bigger than me, bigger than you, and much bigger than just this. I will create the Komei Collective, but that will just be the first step to my grand aspirations.”[/b] This got Tori to scowl at Asahi as he spoke loudly for everyone to hear. [b]”Your aspirations? Don’t you just mean Shiki’s? Move the wool from your face man, she’s got you wrapped around her fingers!”[/b] This made Asahi angry but he kept his rage a bay, less he do something stupid that would jeopardize his victory. Instead he took a deep breath, exhaled, and shook his head. [b]”It’s so sad to hear you say that Tori. Weren’t you the one who said that I should look to making more friends to help me on my journey? Weren’t you the one, since day one, to tell me that anything is possible with determination and teamwork? Or were those just lies you made up so I’d be dependant on you?”[/b] Tori didn’t respond, partly because he was thinking of what to say but mostly because Asahi cut him off. [b]”I’m thankful for your help Tori, and it’s not too late. We can still work together! This doesn’t have to be just my ambition. It can be [i]ours[/i]!”[/b] This however got Tori to stand up and slam his fists into his desks. [b]”Don’t you dare insult me with that drivel! You betrayed me! Took my trust and dedication so you could cozy up with that machiavellian slattern! She’s only getting away with any of this because no one bothers to police her, least of all the so-called heroes in 1B!”[/b] At this, White Hat interrupted. While he understood the benefits of trash talk to psyche out your opponent, he wasn’t going to allow it to devolve into loud slanderous shouting. [b]”Enough. This challenge will now begin. As per usual, you are not allowed to harm either one of the challengers during this contest, but you are free to impede their progress so long as you do not harm others or cause serious damage.”[/b] The two challengers took a sheet that noted all the things they needed to find while they still glared at one another. [b]”Goroshi Asahi versus Tetsuro Tori, you may now begin!”[/b] The final round began.