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Kanako Seiki


Location: 1B dorms,


Kanako grabbed her Hawkpad and got up. She walked out of the 1B classroom confused. She couldn't figure out what exactly had just happened in class. Normally she relied on her quirk to figure out what people were thinking, and what they meant, and their motivations for things. So when she didn't have the mental energy to use her quirk, like say, when it was the day after using it to the point where it could be considered psychological torture, she was effectively socially blind to tone or social cues. Being able to read minds came with it's advantages, yes, but had it's downsides too.

She barely batted an eye as Katsuo make a show of jumping from the balcony. Meanwhile she took the sane way down and used the stairs then walked off towards the dorms. Her mind was reeling from the events in the classroom. Danzo was actually Ravens, and all the threats had been a bluff... except for the ones made by Rin, who was now under house arrest and wasn't a problem anymore, so none of her threats would come to fruition. But at the same time, she was pretty sure that Rin was on the verge of snapping, being under house arrest might not do that much to stop her if she really went rouge.

Rin... she felt off, too power hungry, too eager to escalate conflict, too much like Tama... Don't think about Tama. She pushed the thought down and kept walking. Rin was confusing, Kanako didn't know how to read her, because half the time she was bordering on psychopathic murderous insanity. If it were anyone else she would have just used her quirk and found out what she wanted to know about a person that way, but every time she'd tried to link her mind to Rin's while she was working with her in the Blackhawks, she'd gotten such an intense headache that she had to sever the link. And even if she had been able to link her mind to Rin's for more than a few seconds before the headache set in, she would've been too scared of hearing something she shouldn't have and putting herself in danger to try using her quirk on Rin. Rin seemed like the kind of person who had secrets, closely guarded, possibly dangerous, secrets.

Kanako sighed silently, the whole situation was fucking confusing. She came up on the dorms and headed to her's, trying to find something else to think about. How about the League? Try to find out what they're up to now, consider rejoining them for a bit, then hate yourself for the next few days for even having those thoughts in the first place, she thought sarcastically. This wasn't something that was too uncommon her her to do. Old habits were hard to break.

She eventually settled on thinking about the election for the class representative instead. Jun seemed like the logical choice, of course. But she and Mia were going to be roommates, and Kanako didn't want to give Mia any reason to hate her. So maybe voting for Mia was the best choice. But then again Jun was the better choice for the job. Mia seemed too rash and headstrong, compared to Jun's calm collected attitude, but if Kanako was going to be living in the same dorm as Mia she wanted to be on Mia's side as much as possible, right? That was what people here did to avoid conflict, right? Who are you to be avoiding conflict? A hypocrite with the way you were in class, and a paranoid wimp, that's who. Stop guilt tripping yourself into putting yourself in the line of fire. Just keep your head down, don't be noticeable, she thought. And with that she decided to vote for Mia.

Confused, paranoid, and with nearly everything she was thinking contradicting herself further, Kanako pushed open the door of her dorm. Her eyes darted around the room for a second to make sure everything was in order, to make sure that there wasn't someone hiding in the shadows, waiting to strike. Then when she decided everything was fine she walked over to her bed and flopped down face down in her pillow with her arms sprawled out on either side of her.

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Kanako Seiki





Kanako glanced around at the other students, most of whom were practically fuming with frustration and anger. Her posture shifted, shoulders hunching slightly and her head tipping down to make her look smaller. To her nothing could possibly be worse than being stuck in a room with a bunch of really really pissed off students.

She hadn't been paying enough attention at the start of the conflict to really know what the hell was going on. Well, she'd been listening, but just listening and actually paying attention were very different. She'd really only started paying attention after the gunshot. She had pretty much nothing to go off of from before that point, except something about Yusuke insulting the class and everything spiraling from there. Literally nothing had gone right today.

She could deal with consequences, even if she didn't know what she'd done wrong in the first place, but fine, it wasn't like the rest of the world was fair, she didn't know why she'd expected this place to be any different. What she couldn't deal with though, is being stuck in a room with the rest of the very, very, very angry class, if someone so much as said one wrong thing she knew at least two students who might just snap.

If that did happen, which wasn't likely, but still a possibility, her plan was to stay out of the way and hope she didn't get picked out as a target for whoever had snapped. Although, after her match in the sports festival she couldn't really pretend she was just some harmless mute girl anymore. Everyone knew what she was capable of, even though her quirk wasn't that flashy, it was still absolutely terrifying in every sense of the word. Staying under the radar and pretending to be a nobody might not be a viable option if push came to shove.

She decided to keep trying to keep her head down anyways. She could see so many ways this could go horribly wrong. Maybe it could be chalked up to paranoia, but knowing that a fear was irrational wouldn't stop her from being afraid anyways.
Kanako Seiki





Kanako blinked a few times as the adrenaline from after the gunshot wore off. Her demeanor shifted back to normal, or, well, normal for her, tense and jumpy. Her expression changed as well, no longer calm and collected, albeit the calm came with slight insanity. Instead she was back to being nervous, like she always was. She shook her head to clear it and her mind shifted back into sanity and reason.

She glanced at Rin and made a mental list of all the things to be careful of about her, far too eager to pull out a gun, power hungry, inconsistent with herself, probably would be swayed to the dark side if given a promise of freedom to do whatever she liked and the power to control others. She supposed she could understand the feeling of wanting power, that didn't make her any less wary of Rin though.

This whole situation had easily and undoubtedly earned Rin a place at the top of her list of people most likely to snap and become villains.

The detention was deserved, in her case at least, she hadn't even tried to help. And a month wasn't that long anyways, it was just that, a month, it'd pass quickly enough. She didn't know why she was being called to the Professor's office already though. Why? What did I do wrong? she thought. A few possibilities flashed in her mind: Not reacting to the situation with Rin right, the sports festival match, or something about her past perhaps, or maybe she was just overthinking things and it was something about dorm assignments, since Mia was also being called to the office at the same time.

She didn't know what she felt about the dorm assignments. Mia seemed... sane, at least, more so than she was for sure. But was it really a good idea to put her of all people with someone like Mia. Mia didn't really seem like the type to be that forgiving, at least not from what Kanako had seen of her. Meanwhile Kanako was messing up in literally every way possible, probably the least heroic person in the entire class, all things considered.

Either way she looked over at the professor and nodded, trying not to think that she'd already messed up somehow. She was used to people using language like Dirtblood, Nullblood, and Trueblood, it'd been common when she was growing up, so it felt normal to her. Even if she didn't use those terms herself she didn't even give it a second thought when others did, until she saw how everyone else reacted. So that isn't a normal thing to say here, good to know.

Mawatari, Mamushi, Himura, and Yuzuki, were all being exempted from the detention. Lucky, she thought. But then Jun turned down the exemption and Kanako was utterly baffled as to why she would do that.

She looked at Jun with a curious gaze, why would she want detention when she was being given a free pass? I guess that's the heroic thing to do, maybe. But still, a chance to skip detention, and she's just... throwing it away, she thought. She knew she wouldn't have done the same if she were given the chance to skip detention.
There was something almost funny about the situation at hand. The jerk on the ground, completely incapacitated, the second year being challenged by the punk, and heterochromat over there walking in on the aftermath. Kanako would have laughed, if she'd had a voice in the first place. But instead she just watched it all play out, still smiling, although for once it was a genuine smile and not just a mask. She looked a lot less like the nervous, jumpy, hero in training, and a lot more like the villain she used to be.

The reasonable side of her mind was telling her to get up, do something, help, be a Hero, or some shit. But the much louder part was saying that, hey, this could be fun to watch, and besides, it wasn't like he was dead or anything. And the rest of the class had things handled, they'd already taken Yusuke to the nurse.

The change in her mind had occurred right after the gun went off, before that point she'd been thinking clearly, now telling right from wrong was just as difficult as trying to pick up and reposition a skyscraper. Something like this had only happened once, morals being muddled by something that reminded her of her earlier years in life. It had happened during the Sports Festival VS matches. She'd almost killed her opponent, a kid from class 1A, then forfeited the match after her reason returned.
Kanako was, for once, not nervous or on edge. She didn't even flinch when the gun went off, merely looked up to see if anyone had died. Rin's transformation barely phased her. Most of the other students were freaking out, or at least reacting in some way, but Kanako was simply sitting in the back of the class, not saying anything, watching Rin carefully. "She can't be trusted, far too dangerous and let's power get to her head quickly," she thought. She stayed perfectly calm, with the same small smile she always had, although this time it had a different effect. It felt darker, and more or less like she was absolutely insane for not even really caring that their Professor had just shot a student.

Her gaze was piercing, as cold as a frozen lake, and calculating, like clockwork. All her jumpiness and constant fear had disappeared. She shifted her gaze to Yusuke and concluded that he'd live. She felt little to no concern or sympathy, not because she hated Yusuke, but because she couldn't care less whether anyone else got injured or not, so long as no one died. He wasn't dead, so why worry? Her reaction was, to say the least, unusual.

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This thread is over 3 years old and never kicked off. If you want a MHA RP, it's best to find another one as this one is long dead.


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Kanako glanced over at Matsuru and Yusuke briefly. She was used to this kind of conflict. Where she was from things like this happened on the daily, often even more than that. It was nice to finally have something normal going on, rather than a peaceful conversation.

She could tell that Matsuru's threat wasn't a joke. He was fully prepared to fight, and Kanako was fully prepared to watch. Maybe it wasn't the most heroic thing, to stand by and watch her classmates infighting and threatening each other, but then again, she wasn't the most heroic person.
Kanako sat near the back of the class. The minute the conflict sprung up she relaxed slightly. Finally being able to focus on her work, now that an argument was going on. She listened to the argument at hand and took out her Voice Notebook, quickly sketching out a strange pattern of foreign characters that no one else could read to be able to help her remember what everyone's voices sounded like.

When she stopped writing and actually focused on the argument she heard what the situation (that she hadn't been paying attention to) was. She didn't mind having a professor only a little older than she was. She'd had worse teachers before.

She put her Voice Notebook back into her bag, slipped on her goggles and watched the screen of the Hawkpad, she saw the internship invitation and wondered how the hell she was going to survive an internship when she could barely survive a classroom.


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