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ACION




The bell rang not long after Acion finishes his conversation with Donny. And right after that, a somewhat familiar homeroom teacher walked in. Ah yes! He is L Guardian, one of the heroes that he looked up to next to his parents. And he was his homeroom teacher? What a faithful encounter this was, and he sure was going to enjoy his company. He apparently was looking down upon the new students, but Acion saw his attitude completely reasonable. Students of hero academy nowadays lack their grasp on their sacred fate they were bestowed upon. They were training to become heroes, and yet they did not have that passion at all. The answer to the question what makes a man a hero was very simple, and yet many people disappointed the young Acion with their nonchalant answers.

Acion stood up and left the classroom at his orders without any hesitation, leaving his bag on the chair as he moved, since they were going to return to the classroom after all. He made a beeline to the lockers and opened it, seeing the jumpsuit neatly folded inside. He took it out and slowly unfolded it. It indeed was convenient, the material was made stretchy so that it could fulfill his acrobatic maneuvers both in the sky and on the ground. It also smelled nice as well. With this, Acion had thought it would be great, but there's one thing. One thing. One SMALL thing: It's a completely normal jumpsuit!

You would be asking yourself why the fuck he was making a fuss inside his mind with that. You see, the students are allowed to make a request to the school to specially design the uniform to accommodate with their specific quirks, and the fact that the school ignored them the first time for his normal uniform was already a not so happy thing for Acion, but he dismissed them as being too busy. And now twice! If the jumpsuit has no holes at the back, where the hell will Acion accommodate his wings? They were totally unprepared for his arrival, or anybody's arrival, because of their maddening thoughts of making a 'racing against time' test.

Acion could feel his veins racing to his head, but refrained from showing it to the others. He knew that he would have to take matters into his own hand. He laid the shirt out, the back facing upwards, ripped off a feather from his upper wings, and used it to cut a few holes on the suit. It would be damaging to the school's property, but if they had allowed Acion to send in request to make a modified uniform, only to be ignored, then there should be no reason for them to object to this. Of course, he only cut where he needed it, so as not to squander any of the school's resources.

After finishing, he spent another five minutes just to put on the shirt. It was difficult, providing that he did not have anybody to help him. Or rather, did not want to have one. He considered it to be something he had to overcome by himself first before asking for anybody's help. And then the next five minutes to do the rest, and he was all set to go.


Training Ground Echo


It didn't look like a training ground at all.

This was a construction site.

For a brief moment, Acion had a feeling that they weren't even considering building a training ground and instead preferring to use a bunch of metal pegs and vehicles as obstacles. Still, it still had its merits, since the heroes practically will have to fight in places like this, not in a specially built compound.

"The arena looks unforgiving."

Indeed it was. The harsh sand, the enclosed space between the metal pegs, and the towering cranes. The stage wasn't his preferrence, but it was his thriller.

His smile of excitement was visible

"Thus begins a new test of strength..."
My character would volunteer as well. Everybody is pretty much the same, aside from a few special individuals, since they must have some solid tactical experience when they are sent as military commander. So we can take turn every day?
ACION




"Certainly."

Acion knew that class was starting soon, so he would not have the time to detail all his abilities at once. Furthermore, their descriptions in words were pretty unimpressive, due to its simple nature. Acion was a technique fighter, relying more on his ability to maintain perfect control in mid-air while unleashing his winged attacks onto his enemy rather than raw power, using combinations of simple techniques, furthering its flexibility and decreasing the chance of being studied and countered. So explaining all of these would definitely be a full-time job, and he wouldn't want to look too boasting about it. It'd be best to leave the rest to practical demonstration

"While these pack of feathers worked as flaperons, engines and wings, they are also used for combat, such as flinging villains, or use my feathers as weapons. I can also protect myself from incoming projectile and regrow the wings if they are broken."

Made from Acion. It might have sounded a little bit arrogant, but he had his reasons to be proud, as they all weren't granted.

"Hmm. I guess it is time that class begins. Another time my friend."


@Lucius Cypher
Ok, I'm preparing another post, and hope that it'll be on in the next 12 hours or so, but chances are slim. Possibly in the next 30 hours
For me, being commander on first day or not is all fine, but in most chess matches and strategy game, I am considered an aggressive player, so I guess you don't want an aggressive tactic on the first day, do you?
ACION





Acion nodded his head awkwardly as his eyebrows furrowed slightly at the first answer. Golems? Maybe so, but that did not explain why he eats a bag 'alive'. There might be a lot of weird quirks that manifested from the strange genetic defining mechanic. The living proof of that was right here: this guy with six wings on his back. A son of a super tough man and an angelic woman, two very normal heroes, manifested into a bizarre six tough wings. It could have been very normal, but for some reasons from the Gods, it didn't. Acion did not know, as he was not associated with divine affairs. He was only a carrier of their powers. So perhaps his ability might be powered by...garbage? Nevertheless, no matter how he put it, things did not really add up to his logics.

Turns out, it was a joke. And apparently he found that funny.

In contrast, Acion found that sense of humor dry. But Acion hid that behind his usual stoic face, preferring to appear humorless than rude. His real power, or Acion thought so, was the ability to devour...pretty much everything? Theoretically speaking, yes, but he could not say for sure since he had yet to see its true power. But at least it, in some ways matched with his own body conditions and actions. It was a handy power, but, at first glance, might be a little bit more of a second-line ability than a direct combat one. But still, a supporter could still become the MVP of the day if you utilize your ability gracefully

"A worthy comrade, no doubt. I hope fortune will bring me more about you and that ability of yours...Yang. And my quirk you ask?"

Acion's six wings, wrapped neatly around his two arms and swept behind his back, suddenly extended upwards, to avoid colliding with the wall or any other students, the tip of the wing nearly touched the ceiling.

"That is my quirk. Six wings made of pure Aegis...Well, not really, but it's a lot tougher than normal wings you see on animals."

As the demonstration ended, his wings gradually retracted to its normal position, the middle and bottom wings placed along his back, while the upper one wrapped around his two sides and arms, leaving his torso covered by his uniform shown to everybody. It was the first time that he could speak about his quirk with some confidence, since he was rarely asked that question. The quirk was pretty obvious at first sight. Almost obvious.

"I can spend a minute telling you what it can do, or we leave that until the hero training session. Your choice."

@Lucius Cypher


@TJByrum

Ok, thanks for the mentioning. And for the question, yes, the knights are foot soldiers, playing the defensive role while the cavalry wreak havocs.
ACION




Acion was not expecting to be offered a bag of chip.

"Uhh, you have my gratitude, but my stomach does not feel the need for it right now."

Acion politely dismissed the offer, promptly forgetting about asking why he was eating the bag. But since he stopped, that's all fine

"...Pretty lively right now."

The guy said. Acion looked to the back at the words. Indeed it was lively. It appeared to Acion that his classmates were able to pass this 'test' quite a lot. The room looked pretty packed right now. There were still some out there who had yet to arrive, as the number he counted had not match the number that was given on the enrollment paper. Still, it was impressive.

He turned to see the same blue haired guy screaming something and sneezing. He did seem to be a strong one, but he looked like a lousy one as well.

He glanced around the classroom again. It appeared that everybody was engulfed in their own interaction with their classmates. It would be rude of him to interrupt them now. Then he would have to make do with this huge guy next to him. There were a lot of questions to be asked.

"Allow me to inquire." Acion was frank. "What is your quirk? With that body of yours, I believe it must have been capable."

"My name is Acion Nakamiji, the heir to the gods. You are?"



@Lucius Cypher
For those whose characters weren't mentioned or acknowledged by Kenichi, I don't mean to ignore you. I was just working my way through the timeline of arrivals until I got to Sen, since his Quirk--and his choice of seat--would have gotten the biggest reaction out of Kenichi.


"Main character seat."

I commend that my friend. Such hilarity is rare.
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