"Why thank you Akane-sensei!"
Mamoru went and plopped herself down in a seat to watch Ruby and Amane's brawl. While she seemed her usual cheerful self, Mamoru couldn't help but feel worried about Ruby. She seemed like such a nice girl and Amane... Wasn't a nice guy. Oh sure she kinda understood his twisted motivations for what he did, but just because she understood doesn't mean Mamoru likes it or approves of it. Frankly it just made Mamoru angry that people like Amane are allowed into a school like Komei. Certainly not a heroic person, but perhaps that's because Mamoru's view of a hero is very unrealistic. After all, anyone can "do their jobs". You don't need to be a hero to take down villains and protect people. But how you do it and being able to inspire the others for the better, that's what makes you a hero. Not breaking other people down so they'd give up. But, Mamoru also knew that even if Amane could understand that, he'll likely disagree. Mamoru was certain she couldn't really convince him to beleive what she says.
In the end, for every person like Amane, Mamoru would just have to work extra hard to reverse the bad things he does.
As the fight went on Mamoru would stand and cheer for Ruby. "Woohoo! Get em Mamoru-chan!"
The trash talking bothered Mamoru, but she knew that it was suppose to. It was like a classic wrestling match between a Face and a Heel; one talks to bolster their resolve, another talks to break it down. You encourage the one who is struggling and jeer at the one who only hurts. What bothered Mamoru was that she wasn't really good at trash talk; she was always the time who had the perfect quip about three minutes after the initial insult. Usually by then she's actually paying attention to what's being said too. Just another thing Mamoru had to improve on. Another thing: actually believing in others. Ruby was fighting much better than the pinkette had expected; she had thought Ruby was the type to rely mainly on her quirk but her hand-to-hand skills were arguably better than Mamoru's own. She relied on fighting with a shield, and without it Mamoru was a brawler. She'd have a hard time trying to keep Ruby still for a beatdown.
Amane wasn't bad either, as much as Mamoru didn't want to admit it. There was certainly a level of skill between the two of them. Again, Mamoru figured he was the type who just threw everyone around with his quirk but he had practical self-defense skills too. It just made Mamoru realize that a lot of her fellow students are martially trained. They actually had teachers and took lessons about how to fight. Mamoru just sorta learned through getting into fights. The gaps were growing wider and wider. It made Mamoru quieten down and just watch, absorbing what she was looking at. Guts can only get Mamoru so far and she knew it. If she really wanted to compare to everyone else, who had stronger quirks and better skills, she needed to reach their level. Work harder. "Plus Ultra."
She said quietly to herself.
Mamoru's attention was brought away from the fight when a purple haired girl talked to Mamoru. She recognized her as the girl who was hanging out with Ruby previously, the one with portal powers. She wanted to know her thoughts about Amane's methods. Mamoru almost spoke immediately, but instead gave herself a few seconds to think about it. Not much, but at least enough to have her words in order. "It's dirty but it's real. Being a hero isn't easy. Anyone can be a good fighter and nice, but... It takes a lot more than that to be a real hero. And people who can't handle that price of being a hero are the ones who heroes have to protect."
Mamoru tighten her hands as she kept looking at the fight. "Talent, drive, and luck are three things that you need to be a hero. You can't just have one, you have to have all three in abundance. Those who lack any of the three won't make it for long. That's why pro heroes aren't just quirkless guys with guns who work hard, or complete nobodies who just happened to be in the right place in the right time. And life isn't fair for those who have all the right stuff either." @Silver Carrot@pkken
As Donny was being gathered up in bags and shipped to a hospital that can actually treat him (Fortunately his insurance card was found inside of his wallet), he was having a dream. A dream of things to come, or perhaps just fantasies in his head. In these dreams he saw what he thinks are his futures. Plural because he saw many. A few that stuck out of his mind were his futures as a hero. Two stood out among them; one where he has become a giant creature of black mass and bones, fighting off another giant creature made of darkness and glowing red eyes. This creature was like a giant demon that breathed fire, and each time it did so it hurt Donny. But unlike now where being on fire was basically a death sentence, Donny withstood many pains. He did not fight back because he stood in front of thousands of others fleeing; he was here to protect them. If he moved, they would die. But soon he would die, burnt to ash. He saved many lives at the price of his own. Another path he was on a boat. He looked like his true self with his mask, yet somehow this version of him seemed more gallant. Confident. Heroic. He dove into the oceans ice cold water: again if Donny did that now he was liable to die, yet this time it didn't seem to hurt that badly. He had other people there who was helping him by giving him oxygen tanks and warm drinks like hot chocolate. Somehow Donny was consuming these underwater. He saw himself get bigger and bigger as he started to absorb both air, drink, and water.
The dream ended their as he saw another, more horrifying path. Here everything was black and white. He saw multiple silhouettes in acts of violence; people breaking into homes, murdering each other, raping each other. Standard bad guy stuff. And then Donny comes in and kills them. Sometimes he would appear from underground and impale the evil doers with a claw. Sometimes he would drop on them from above and eat them. But often he was just running through crowds of silhouettes slashing everything he could reach. Donny presumed he was attacking bad people, but all he saw was shapes. Most of the people he was killing weren't really doing anything except reacting to Donny killing them. He really hopes they were bad people.
And then Donny woke up. Everything looked blue. He was looking all around him, as he often did when he wakes up. He had to focus his vision back to a center and focused on the floor. First thing he noticed was that he was in some sort of device filled with water. He wasn't drowning as he had an oxygen mask strapped to his mass, allowing air to come into his body. He felt both hurt and numb; he was almost certain that he was drugged in order to prevent him from moving around too much. He didn't really feel like going anywhere anyways, but he did try his best to at least raise his body. He quickly realized that he was outside of his meat bag too, but in his delirium he could at least identify that he was at a hospital. "Right. I got into a fight. And got hurt. I must be in the hospital healing right now."
He tried to move forward and ended up pressing his body against the glass weakly. Despite that, it sorta hurt. "Ow. How long have I been out?"
Asahi wordlessly nodded towards Hitomi and Tomoe. While the other side was annoyed at their tardiness, Asahi was just relieved he didn't have to do this without them. It'd look bad if they didn't have all their supporters here. With everyone gathered White Hat stepped forward and spoke up loudly. "Welcome everyone to today's challenge. Tori Tetsuro has challenged Goroshi Asahi to a series of challenges over the fate of the Komei Collective Club organization. The challenge will be judged before a panel of five unaffiliated judges from the general studies course. The challenge will be divided into three seperate competitions in the following order: Cat Herding, Karaoke, and a Scavenger Hunt. Without further adieu, the first challenge!"
White Hat raised his hand which activated a large projector that shined a video against a nearby wall."The first competition will be Cat Herding! There are a total of thirty cats scattered in this area. Whoever participates in this challenge must successfully gather or coral the most amount of cats after ten minutes. You are allowed to utilize your quirk in whatever way that does not harm the cats or your opponent. You are allowed to pick up and carry as many cats as you are capable of that will not cause any harm or stress to the cats, however you will not be allowed to forcefully take any cats within the physical possession of your opponent. You are not allowed to use any outside items in the course of this challenge, however there are a few potentially useful tools within the marked area that may assist you in gathering the cats. These items you may contest your opponent for so long as you do not harm the cats in the process. The purpose of this challenge is to represent your side's ability to gather the support and following of other people."
With that out of the way White Hat looked at both sides. Already the Anti-Collective group had their pick ready to volunteer, so White Hat looked towards the Pro-Collective side. "Please send your representative forward. Know that regardless of your success or failure, whoever participates will neither benefit nor lose anything related to their rankings. Only the challenger and the one who was challenged has anything at stake."
Asahi looked to the others. He let out a deep breath as he looked at Hitomi and Tomoe in particular. "Do you two want to try this challenge? I intend to do the third challenge myself. If you don't, we have someone on our side who likes cats. She might be able to win this for us."
The doubt in Asahi's words was palpable. He was really hoping Hitomi or Tomoe could handle this challenge.@Silver Carrot@liferusher