[center][color=00a651][u][b][h1]Kiko Mazzini-Ishikawa[/h1][/b][/u][/color][/center]

Interacting with; Yasu [@Naw], Guodo [@ShwiggityShwah], basically everyone in the Gym

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When the assembly finally began, Kiko was greeted by a familiar face. That was the one she had fought so bitterly with during the exam! Her only regret was she didn't actually win against her, but she couldn't be expected to win against a staff member during the entrance exam, right? Victory over the staff would have to wait until she was the best damn Hero in the world. After she ended her introductory speech, the next face was almost as familiar. The croc guy was the one that had been fighting a whole bunch of people at once, at least one of which had been standing there while she opened fire on the crocodile. Kiko both somewhat regretted shooting at the bug dude, and felt chuffed at having likely put the fear of god into him, as was surely the case after enduring one of her barrages. Crooked Croc seemed like he would make a fun Sensei though. Kiko always preferred them more bombastic.

There wasn't much to say about this Sakkaku woman. Short and sweet had a certain appeal, Kiko guessed, but it sure made it hard to get a bearing on her. Guodo made much more of an impression. Kiko recognised those pearly whites from when that windbag kid was making a scene earlier. He seemed pretty nice, at the very least. She wasn't sure why they were going to be going over history, but it didn't matter much to her. Tanifuji was another face from the courtyard incident. Though it might have been compounded by her microphone, Kiko still reckoned she had as much of a set of lungs as the very windbag she'd had a part in stopping. She seemed like she would make a fun teacher at least. Combat was definitely one of Kiko's key interests as a Hero, though she preferred to shoot things rather than punch them.

The teacher from the beginning came back to make their own introduction. At least it gave Kiko a name to put to a face; Fujino Ukimi. By her own admission, however, it sounded like she was going to be the boring one. Even besides her teaching role, she went on to talk about all the technical stuff, like uniforms. Kiko often dreamed of her daddy's tales of a schools where there were no uniforms and everything was more free-form. It felt like stuffy teachers like Fujino were always breathing down her neck at school. It seemed like it would be the end of it with Fujino, but then the principal of all people showed up late to the party! Kiko wondered if she could get away with using the principal's example if she ever ended up late to anything. Kiko wasn't expecting much from her arrival, but boy was she wrong! She told them they were part of the "Four Pillars", that they were going to compete in some elite tournament, and were going to get to do their provisional license exam at the end of the year. Everything was looking up. Kiko had thought she'd been sent to a dumpy place, but apparently they were good enough to compete with the best of Japan. Kiko always knew she had it in her.

With the assembly finally over, Kiko went along with the others to the gym, eager to get started. She chose to remain close to Yasu as she went, if only because she had started this day alongside her. Once in the gym, they were presented with an elaborate set up to facilitate their demonstrations. As far as Kiko was concerned, this school was just getting better and better. When Guodo was done explaining, he called for a volunteer. [color=00a651][b]"Me first! Me first!"[/b][/color] Kiko called out. She turned to Yasu before leaving and told her, [color=00a651][b]"Cheer for me, 'kay?"[/b][/color] Before long, she had herself out in full view of everyone else. [color=00a651][b]"Buongiorno, everybody!"[/b][/color] She called out while giving her audience a hearty wave. [color=00a651][b]"The name's Kiko Mazzini, and I call my Quirk "Bullet Hell"! Let me show you why. Gimme just one dummy, Sensei!"[/b][/color] 

When provided with the solitary dummy she had requested, Kiko stood with her arms stretched out towards it, her palms held open. With a loud yell, she unleashed a hail of projectiles on the hapless dummy. Every projectile exited her arms with a distinctive "thwip", and by god were there a lot of projectiles. Each one left a miniature crater where it impacted on the confines of the gym. Eventually, Kiko's barrage came to an end, and the ground was littered with countless bullets. Kiko turned to the crowd and gave told them [color=00a651][b]"Ciao."[/b][/color], before leaving to take a seat. She left looking pleased with herself, but the discerning eye might notice that of all the bullets she had fired today, only three had left their mark upon the dummy.