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Over the course of a few days, many trips to the school's doctor, and actually being forced to stop training to properly rest, Mamoru's wounds would heal. She had a few scars for her trouble but nothing that she felt particularly concerned about. It was simply a reminder that she has gotten stronger than she was before. Mamoru didn't spend her time idle even if she couldn't train either; she made sure to make regular visits to the hospital to see Reina and Takeshi, as well as gathering up information about any villains and criminals she could legally get her hands on. A lot of the information she ended up getting came from hero magazines about various villains taken down already, but she also grabbed a sizable database of info off the internet, though how reliable this data was, it remained to be seen. Regardless, it would allow Mamoru a chance to work her brain a bit more than her muscles, allowing her to figure out how to deal with various quirks both alone and alongside her fellow students.

Once in class, Mamoru knew something was up. It's been pretty boring all things considered and Mamoru was itching to get back into action again. So when Yoshida started the class with a warm greeting and a big hello, Mamoru just smiled. [color=pink]"Oh yeah. Something crazy is about to go down."[/color] And sure enough, something crazy was about to happen. Soon five students came into their class, the top students of Komei. Mamoru has only seen them in passing, usually via posters or rewards hanging in the halls. These were big shot students who have already legitimately done a fair amount of hero work, and would likely be one of the top contenders as great heroes once they graduate. And of course today they'll be training 1A. Mamoru was excited; as much as she liked sparing against her fellow students, this would finally be a chance to face off against others outside of her class. New rivals to test out her new abilities!

Mamoru left alongside the others to change into her hero gear. Not really anything new, though she made her gauntlets out of a thinner material than the previous kevlard weaver. Thanks to her new powers to manifest armored gauntlets, she needed something that would be more comfortable without sacrificing too much on protection. Mamoru manifested her gauntlets for just a moment, and then her shield, taking a few practice swings to warm up. [color=pink]"Woo! It's been too long! These idle hands will be doing devil's work today!"[/color] Mamoru said eagerly as she leaves the locker rooms. Along the way out she spotted Reina and was about to call out to her, but she could see that her friend was deep in thought. Truth be told, Mamoru wasn't sure how her relationship with Reina was. Ever since visiting her and Takeshi at the hospital, Mamoru felt like she was a third wheel in their budding relationship. On one hand she was glad that Reina was slowly coming out of her shell. But on the other hand, Mamoru wanted to spend more time with the girl. But did Reina want to do the same for Mamoru? The pinkette wasn't sure if she wanted to know the awnser. So instead Mamoru simply turned and continued on her way out, heading to Training Ground Alpha.

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Since that fateful day, Donny has been keeping to himself more so than he normally does. While occasionally seen doing what he does best in the kitchen, and generally present in class, Donny has started to isolate himself from the other students. Conversely, he has been seeing Miss Mako during his scheduled appointments, but makes no real efforts to tell her about what had happened with him and Yukari against the villain who decimated the both of them. Donny had simply taken it upon himself to prepare himself in both body and spirit, two things he's not entirely certain how to do but he felt he needed to learn on his own. Training wasn't really something Donny did a lot of even after settling into Komei, but he knew that he couldn't allow himself to use his own pity as an excuse for long. That battle reminded Donny that for all of his fears about how much power he has, there are far more powerful people in the world than him. If he was afraid of what he could do, he'd never be able to stand up against villains who could do so much worse. And how could he call himself a hero if he couldn't fight them?

Most of the time Donny trained, he made sure to train where no one would see him. He was still self-conscious about his true form even if he's certain that it's an open secret at this point. Stranger still, he was working on the technique he used with Yukari, the Symbiote. Normally when Donny fights, he doesn't fight so much as he just tunnels underneath the enemy, trying to drop them into pits or drop things on them from the ceiling. Utilizing the Symbiote was Donny's way of figuring out how to actually use his powers in a direct fight that also isn't just him throwing punches and limbs at the target and hoping for the best. He already knows that conventional martial arts will neither help him, nor be useful against him. Hard to try and punch his face when he doesn't have one, or sweep his legs when he's a giant amorphous blob. Even so, he needed to learn how to fight if only to learn how to protect himself from people who can fight. He can still get hurt after all. Though whenever he does use his Symbiote form, he tends to use it with robots who are programmed with advance martial arts knowledge. How well this would translate to helping himself or others, Donny wasn't sure. But he would figure it out somehow.

When Yoshida greeted the class with an uncharacteristic smile and tone, Donny felt fearful. Did something happen that made Yoshida angry? The few times he's even heard a hint of emotion from Yoshida was whenever someone did something stupid, and Donny glanced around the room to see who screwed up this time. But as it turns out everyone was in for a real treat. Training with upperclassmen. Donny didn't know these people at all, and wasn't sure what they could do, but if they were as good as they said they were Donny was suitably nervous. But then he had to steel himself once more: this isn't the first time Donny has to face people who out do him in skill and confidence. He really needs to learn how to get over himself. Taking a deep breath and sneaking a few bites from a granola bar, Donny composed himself as the class was ordered to gear up and head over to training ground Alpha. Donny would be one of the last to leave and last to gear up, despite his hero gear being little more than his usual street cloths underneath a mask and a black cloak. But then again even his street clothes is nothing more than another costume to hide the hero within.