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Anyone feel free to talk to Lysander, his smug ass needs friends

LYSANDER


Lysander was cut off as the man who would be their teacher walked in. Some big shot in Japan who he had only heard bits and pieces about. Akihito Yoshida was his name, and he was a dick from the way he spoke. Not fit to be heroes? Who was he to judge that. They all braved their way into the school, hell Lysander even waited til the last second to try and assist other students along with Ezra and he hadn’t even used his quirk yet! He didn’t feel this man deserved the respect most teachers got but he knew if he wanted to make a name for himself, Mr. Akiito was the ticket to greatness.

At the end of his speech, he did as he was told and waited for a good time to walk out of the door. Wing boy and Mr. Ghost were the first out and he followed behind a pudgier boy who was trying to hype himself up. Combat training had him slightly on edge but he walked with confidence, no, arrogance. He had a smug look on his face as he observed his class. None in front of him walked like a hero. They were all so rigid. Maybe it was just the way Japanese heroes worked but nobody here looked like they had fun. He giggled to himself a bit, but his giggle faded as he opened up his locker and found his tracksuit not only had long sleeves and long pants, but two giant holes in the back that went the whole way down. It fit fine enough but it was nowhere near ideal and let in a draft. First thing first, he had to do some last minute adjustments and tore the ends of his sleeves and pants from the insides as his quirk activated. Every thread was pulled apart and the little points on his arms and legs seemed to retract a bit after becoming visible. ”You’d think they’d make suits for our quirks, and not give us broken equipment right?” He shouted as he left the room, rubbing his back.


TRAINING GROUND ECHO


Lysander arrived and already started stretching. Nothing that was a real stretch, just things he did before he performed a show or did anything with his powers. ”Anyone else get a messed up tracksuit? Mine has these two gaping holes in the back and it’s just a little bit too big.” He spoke to nobody in particular and observing the crowd noticed nobody in particular was talking as well. He walked to the center of the group and threw his hands in the air during a stretch and exhaled loudly as he bent back. He was not nervous at all and seeing the environment they were in, it was not going to be too hard on him. He thrived in places like this.

@Conscripts
There, now I am in the room!

LYSANDER


Lysander was still waiting for the nurse to do something. He only had three minutes to get to a class he had no idea where it was, just that it was on the third floor and he knew it was time to start running but he could feel the need to show off burning in his soul. The spikes on his arm started to move slightly, but he was interrupted. He found himself sprinting up the stairs, the man from before was pulling him up, floor after floor like, struggling a bit with the weight of Lysander. He could tell neither of them was the fastest given his quirk slowing the both of them down, but the guy was too big to sprint. There was a way to speed things up but he knew that using his could scratch something and get him fined for vandalism, or worse he would be expelled.

Two flights of stairs seemed to be quite easy for his captor, but terrible for Lysander's pants. The school’s uniform required him to wear long pants and by the time he was done sprinting up the stairs they were torn to shreds, but luckily enough he got to wear short sleeves that were still pristine. He ran into the doorway and saw the scene in front of him. His eyes shot to a specific seat, front and center and saw it was occupied already. His whole class seemed to be interacting and none of them with him and he just couldn’t allow that. He stepped out, cleared his throat and straightened his collar.

Taking a dignified step into the room, he raised a hand into the air. 8:29 AM. One minute to spare, he wanted to make a big entrance but watched as the hands on the clock ticked and before he could make a monologue he realized he only had a few seconds to get to a seat and he chose to sit directly next to Toni, leaning in and seeing her style and the way she carried herself, already knew they would be friends. He leaned his chair back to relax. ”So, if you ever want to switch seats, let me know. Spotlights and me get along real well.”

@McFazzer
Super down for training montage
Be like ne and still able to be a victim of the nurse!
Hype
The large man, probably about six, seven feet tall approached from the crowd in a rather casual fashion. Lysander was initially thrown off by his gargantuan figure but swiftly fell back into his laid-back attitude. Being around others always seem to make things easier for him and someone this big meant that all eyed should be on the two of them, and with all eyes on them it meant that they were in the spotlight. Lysander took the time to woo the crowd a little, putting his hand on the large man's back and thanking him in a well rehearsed tone. ”Intuition is a fickle mistress, mine often leads me to strange places but with brave men like you out there... Being lost doesn't seem so bad.” He even let out a fake laugh at the end and hurriedly left the scene, nodding to the nurse as they went for the stairs.

Once the duo reached them and left the view of everyone else, the fake face fell off, his whole demeanor going back to it’s casual relaxed state. ”Sorry about that fake-ness back there... I’m trying to make a name for myself. I’m Lysander, I think I might have gotten stuck to your uniform back there but I can stitch it up for you later! If I did tear it, there are a few of you giants out there, especially none brave enough to face the scariest of challenges yet. A needle.” He rambled. His mind was all over the place from the rush of everyone seeing him still making his heart beat fast. Not from nervousness, but from the level of utter joy he got from causing even the smallest of scenes and he knew it wouldn’t have happened without the help of this newfound gigantic man.

He wanted to immediately go to the room, but he had eight or so minutes to get to the room and he really wanted to see what the nurse had planned beyond standing in a hallway with a needle. He got a brochure that told him all about the staff after he applied and he saw she had a quirk, but he didn’t read it. He was too busy trying to figure out what the music scene was like in the area to focus on his school. He was excited to go to the academy but he was more excited to meet the people around him. Can’t be famous without people knowing your name and liking you!

”So, should we head up now or do you wanna check out what this crazy nurse has planned for those still frozen in fear? I feel like with your size and my quirk we might be able to make another big scene, a good one. We’re here to be heroes right? Why not start now, save some people, whaddya say?” Lysander spoke, he knew he might be late so he was willing to do either choice. If the big guy wanted to go, he would go but he knew that glory was just ready to be taken right then and there at the risk of being late.

@Artymis
Poor Lysander, stuck forever not knowing where his room is while everyone just runs past him...
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