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Shun wriggled out of the crawlspace at last, his meager prize of a single dummy following close behind. He winced as he stood, inspecting his hands. Was there glass on the floor from the shattered window that he hasn't noticed? What a pain, this really stung. He pulled his phone out, dragging the child-sized dummy behind him as he exited the ruined store. He hung his head dejectedly, typing out a quick series of texts - in true disjointed Shun fashion - to the number that had contacted him earlier, unknowing that the recipient was likely running for his life at the moment.

[color=2EFEC8]> Heading back to the bus, only got 1 doll
> Can't do anything more here w/o a strength quirk
> Sorry!!!![/color]

He sighed again, tucking his phone away and pulling the pretend-child into a bridal carry to make a jog for Zone 2. Upon arrival, he headed for the bus immediately, eager to drop off his dummy and head back out. At least Shiki had gotten that dummy from under the mailbox earlier, otherwise Shun would've felt bad about heading back with only a single point for himself and no real team contribution. Even now, the latter was weighing on him. So much for teamwork, he wasn't helping anyone right now. He could hardly help himself. Not to mention, he still hadn't seen any villains. Were they biding their time? Already engaging other students? Or was that a bluff designed to keep them on edge? He groaned audibly. At this point, the villains seemed like they should've been his target all along; his quirk was basically useless so far.

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