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[img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/47a888d2-9910-4b1a-bff8-05214ddc08a4.gif[/img][h1][color=fff257]Acion Nakamiji[/color][/h1][hr][/center]
Acion found it difficult to try and look into her eyes as she refused to do the same, instead staring at his chest all the time. He didn't really want Tomoe to feel so guilty about talking to him, but then again he couldn't really blame her. She, in the end, appeared to be a genuinely nice and responsible girl after all. From the description of her quirk, it seemed like she was capable of making or was possessing a clone of hers, who held some bitter resentment against Acion. He didn't do anything hurtful to Tomoe so far, not at least out of malice. But again, that clone bit him like a dog. She had some animal instinct, which pretty much did not distinct intentions or no. They just identify threats and either shred that threat into tiny little pieces or die trying. 

[color=fff257]"If you really want to, then yes, I will definitely lend a hand. But once you're in, I don't take an out until you're finished."[/color] Acion said with a lowered tone, as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. He admired that will to fix what was wrong with her, but will at the beginning and at the end were two completely separate matter. But as long as she was still willing to fix those issues, he'd be behind her back. 

Tomoe then proceeded to ask him if he'd like to draw on her bandage. Like, seriously. Her head bandage. For real. He'd never been asked for such a thing, probably because he had rarely ever gone under the flag of being close enough of a friend to do such a thing, and those he was close enough never actually got into an incident this scale. It sounded a little alien to him. And certainly for everybody else watching too, especially there are eight people in the training room, some of whom he'd not want to mess with their love button. 

[color=fff257]"Maybe another time. At another place."[/color] Acion politely declined. It didn't seem to affect the pink-haired girl that much though. She continued with an apologizing gift for what she did the other day, and it came in the form of a picture of some kind. Curious, he looked intently as her finger swiped across the screen to open it. And it turned out, it was-

[color=fff257]"Uhhh..."[/color]

For the love of Aphrodite. How in the world did she get this picture? No way this is a set up. She must have taken it when she was still asleep. My, Hitomi didn't look as elegant as he had imagined. But for sure, that stance, her belly, she really looked cute. 

[color=fff257][I]'Alright alright, that's enough you sinner!'[/I][/color] 

It was as if Acion had some sort of angelic version of himself screaming in his ear with a loudspeaker to cease this stupid act. He was not supposed to look at such a personalized picture, even if he was shown and not that he actively sought for it. He was not born to be this tainted. And he was lucky enough to pull back soon enough, because of two other girls approaching him and Tomoe, one of whom was the subject of the picture. The one who seemed to know exactly what Tomoe intended to do like a psychic. He stood up upright again, his face trying his best not to show any expressions at all. Just please don't catch the signs.

The other girl approaching him was Dulga, that girl whom he had fought against on the rooftop that day. He practically lost that match, but it wasn't technically concluded, due to him trying to convince her against Amane. Was she trying to settle the score or what? Fine with him in any ways, he could probably use a couple of fights for a change of atmosphere, and maybe to apply what he had learned for the last couple of days. 

[color=fff257]"A little abrupt giving little greetings you gave me. But ok."[/color] He had no qualms about referring to her bluntness. [color=fff257]"A freestyle fight, I assume."[/color] 

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