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Peter could only raise an eyebrow as Enterprise said how normal it was for there to be explosions and such here. He suppose it made some sense; this place was where super hero suits were made after all. Have to test them against blasting and such. However when she mentioned most of the workers being robots, that just put Peter more on edge. He remembered reading how the new industrialization of robots in the workforce had allowed a much lax safety measures. After all, robots don't need to worry about being exposed to toxic chemicals or harmful radiation. And if this place casually had this sort of explosion and power out tage issue, it only made Peter wary. Like he'll have to suddenly be dodging explosions and shrapnel at a moment's notice. "Never a dull moment here I guess."

Joining the teachers and other students the tour barely started when another explosion rocked the area. It sounded like it came from outside instead of inside of the facility, as it left Peter's ears ringing. "Holy hell that was loud. What are they testing over there, tank bombs?" Wishing her had gotten some earplugs Peter pulled his mask over his eyes in case there was going to be any more surprises, perhaps a random flashbang or something. With all of theses random stuff going on Peter furrowed his brow. "Alright so this place isn't just a normal run of the mill clothing factory. Explosions, power outages, more robots than what's good for a company. I'd be super stupid if I just keep thinking this will be a simple tour. Keep your senses sharp Peter. Things are going to get weird." Naturally Renard was one of the first to go face first through the doors to see what's on the other side. Peter wasn't against this; if there was any danger that was going to come out and surprise them it'll hit Renard first. And that would give Peter a precious few seconds to react and counter accordingly.

"Don't lose your head Sparky."
As Peter sat back down he just listened to everyone's conversation, putting his first aid kit away. A lot of whinging about today's exercise. Yeah he didn't agree with what Mr. Hayes thought about Peter stealing the bus, but it's not as if he was wrong either. Frankly being a hero isn't suppose to be easy. Like he thought before, cops can take care of your typical robber or thief even if they were using quirks to do their crimes. A hero needs to be able to deal with more dangerous, less predictable stuff. "We get better with practice. That's all there is to it really. If we only do things at our level we'll never go beyond." Eira didn't really like Peter's joke, but that was expected. Once the teachers arrived and the bus took off Peter snoozed for most of the ride, sleeping as hard as a rock before they eventually came to their stop.

As one of the students in the back it took some time for Peter to get off. When he did a shiver went up his spine. His clothing, though thick, weren't very warm and didn't cover him completely. It was a sunny day too; maybe it was Abby's quirk working up a bad feeling? Peter shook his head at the thought. "No. I can't just keep blaming Abby for every bad thing that happens. If I'm being more observant even I can avoid bad luck." Peter looked around the facility. He had kind of expected a hero costume factory to look more... Unique. Like a laboratory or something. But he supposed it only makes sense that behind the flash and glamour of heroism those who support them would stick to practical, utilitarian designs. Hopefully the inside looks more interesting.

Once everyone was out they were split up into two groups. Peter was with Enterprise, Gabriella, Jane, Phoebe, Renard, and Sofia. If he had to guess, Peter figured the group was split based off names. Yawning Peter joined his group, hearing Renard mention something to Freya about a noise. Peter vaguely heard a clanging sound but just figured it was factory noise, perhaps it was a steam press or something. Either way he went up to Enterprise, ready to go. "So where are we heading first?" As Peter said this, he noticed lights flickering from one of the factory windows. Normally not something he would've thought much of except how erratic it was before going dark. "Huh. Looks like they had a power outage."
"Hero gear huh? For your fruit stuff too right?" Peter always thought about how others could use and improve their quirk. Granted, he didn't know any of their quirks nearly as well as themselves, but he always was willing to throw suggestions. "Well, maybe some sort of quick juicer? For people who are too injured to actually eat your fruit. Or does your quirk not work if it's not the whole fruit? If that's the case, a wrist-mounted slingshot could be used to shoot cherries into people's mouths. I think that might be a good idea." Admittedly not a great idea. Peter had the misfortune of trying to catch a grape with his mouth back in middle school. It was not nearly as soft as he thought it was going to be. Still if someone's life hung in the balance he was sure they wouldn't mind a bit of a sore mouth for Phoebe's healing fruits.

Peter glanced over at Eira who was getting pretty annoyed with Renard. He gave her a worried look wondering if she was really okay. Sure Eira was, frankly, a bitch, but she also took heroism seriously. Peter could respect that. He wondered if she appreciated his help back at the training exercise but knew better than to bring it up. While he might've thought he played the part of a dashing hero just right, he also knew Eira was probably still beating herself up for getting trapped in her own ice powers. Bringing up how he saved her was probably just going to piss her off, so instead Peter tried to say something to cheer her up.

That's when Freya got onto the bus. Peter remembered how, during the last few minutes of the training exercise, her capture bands went crazy and wrapped her up. While such bad luck could only be attributed to Abigail, Peter didn't see her anywhere near the car wreck when that happened. Surely her bad luck powers couldn't extend that far right? In any case it looked like Freya's fall was actually a bit worse than it looked. Worried that she might've sprained her wrist Peter got up and walked towards Freya. "You alright there? Not the best way to take a fall." Peter took out his first aid kit, taking out a small cold patch and some ointment for swelling. He would help Freya up and offer to patch her up.

"Though I figured cats would land on their feet. Just some bad luck eh?"

After assisting Freya, Peter would turn his head towards Eira and just smile at her exasperation. "If everything was always calm, peaceful, and orderly, no one would really need heroes like us you know? As much as it sucks, a hero's job is never done." Peter turned to look at Gabriella as seemed to think the same, though using a spice metaphor. Peter sometimes forget that English isn't her first language. By now Peter just got used to her speaking style. "Sounds about right Gabby. Though to be fair, some people just have no taste for variety." And as much as Peter knew not to do it he couldn't help but throw out one more quip at Eira's expense as he sat back down and looked at her. "Not getting cold feet now are you?"

@Ruler Inc@Nyahahameha@LuckyBlackCat@Aviaire
Peter was chilling in the bus driver's seat when the next passenger showed up. Abigail, the bad luck charm. Peter couldn't say he liked being around her. Seemed like she was messing with everyone whether she means to or not. And generally pretty smug about it too. Peter wondered if she could actually turn off her powers or if this was just something everyone needed to deal with. Anyways she questioned him sitting on the driver's seat and Peter just shrugged. "Practice makes perfect. Who knows maybe sometime soon I'll need to get behind the wheel to save everyone's lives. Of course wouldn't want that Misfortune." Peter said with a smile. Soon more students got on the bus and it'l only be a matter of time before a teacher arrives. As much as he'd like to drive, jokingly or not, Peter knew better than to risk a lecture and would head towards the actual seats. Of course not before a certain someone came and wanted to throw some snark.

"I'm sure you saw a lot sitting pretty in the observation room, Sparky. Short circuit your alarm and slept in again?" After Peter said this Renard did his little salt throwing ritual thanks to Abigail, then retorted with a quip right back at Peter. "Didn't want to steal the show from all of you!" This just made Peter chuckle as he got up and followed Renard towards the other seats. "Sure sure, we'd all stop what we're doing just to watch that hot head of yours go up in flames." Peter choose to sit behind Renard, watching as he went over to Eira to apologize for something. Peter remember seeing him go to her and make a corny pun. Understandably Eira didn't like it and was giving him the cold shoulder. Peter wasn't going to pass up this opportunity. "Chill out Sparky, training's over. There's no time to search and rescue what's left of your cool." Seeing Phoebe sitting next to Renard, Peter nodded at her. "Sup."
So it wasn't a brawl or a lecture, but a field trip. A visit to the company that makes their hero costumes too. Peter wondered if they could make him some casual wear or at least a uniform like his hero costume; he's glad he doesn't have to worry about being buckass nude every time he uses his quirk and he'd enjoy being able to use his quirk outside of hero stuff too. Though if they needed more of his hair, Peter wasn't sure how quickly he could grow it out. And by Enterprise no less, the school's principal and a famous hero. Nothing less for the USJ, though Peter was surprised a principal was taking part of this trip. Usually the only time he's ever seen the principal was when he got in trouble, at least in middleschool. Or maybe they were in trouble and this is the punishment.

Either way the students were given some time to go wash up and change. At Enterprise's snarkly little comment to Peter, he just smirked. "Who me? Nah. Wouldn't want to rock the boat. I'm a hero after all." As he turned to live Peter tripped up a bit over some gravel. It messed up his footing, but it gave him an idea as he stuffed his pocket with a handful of small rocks. After that he head over to the showers, grabbing a spare outfit and washed up. When he came out he was wearing a newer, less damaged version of his hero outfit. If they were going to a factory or something that worked on their hero outfits, Peter wanted to ask for certain modifications like reinforced gloves. And maybe some more pockets. Underwear too; he didn't realize it until he had to change but it seemed like his underwear had gotten shredded when he transformed.

Peter headed towards the bus, surprised that he was the first one there. "Heh. First one to arrive huh? Guess that means I get to pick my own seat. I wonder if they'll let me drive." Before getting on Peter made a quick inventory check. Cellphone, wallet, goggles, ID tag, rocks, emergency cellphone, first aid kit. Once everything was there he went on the bus and tried to see if he could sit in the driver's seat.
Peter was in the middle of dragging a robot onto his back when he noticed the time go down to zero and everything going quiet. He guessed that the training session was over now but wasn't sure if there was some sort of secondary part of the test, like always being prepared for trouble or something. Either way Peter carried the robot back to the entrance and carefully put the robot down once he reached the evac zone. As far as his stamina felt, he was pretty good. He certainly drained a lot of energy the first incident he ran across but he did a better job managing his stamina once he picked up his momentum. Of course there was room for improvement.

Heading over to the medics Peter was given some medicine for his hands which suffered some minor burns. Now that the adrenaline was dying down he felt the stinging pain, but he tried not to whine about it. It wouldn't be very heroic of him if he did that. After he healed up Peter gathered with the other students to listen to how they did, and My. Hayes didn't pull his punches. It was especially bad for Peter since he was the first to get called out. While he was given a little praise for working with Blair, leaving her behind to hijack a bus and then leaving the civvies were not a good move. Though Peter at least felt that the bus was a classic case of necessity over law; there were at least three unconscious, adult sized robots, and a dozen or so robot children. Even if he had Blair's help to carry some of them it would've been riskier and longer to try and bring them somewhere safe on his back, not to mention if he didn't take that bus, he wouldn't have been able to take the other civilians who were left behind.

Though really what Peter got from the criticism was something he knew he needed to work on: thinking things through. That and teamwork. Peter might've taken classes with these students for a few weeks now but aside from their names and their quirks he doesn't really know them all too well; they haven't worked together well enough that they could come up with a plan on the spot. Most have been focusing on improving themselves, and so has Peter. "Well, can't let that keep happening. I did well today but I could do better if I communicate with the others. Maybe I ought to get to know them better." Though as Peter planned to know the others better, apparently the lesson wasn't over yet. There was one more thing Mr. Hayes had prepared. Peter took a deep breath and braced himself; either they were about to get dropped into a free-for-all or they were going to have to stand through a lengthy lecture by a guest speaker.
”Indeed. Had you not culled his lackies when I fought him, I would not be here today. Thanks to you however he was defeated and the city was saved. For that reason I wish to ask for your assistance.” Annabeth took out the guild notice and handed it to Skurr. The one about investigating a mysterious beast in the fire fens. ”I’m gathering strong and able warriors, and others who can aid us, if this beast proves dangerous or if we run into trouble. Knowing that you’ve a steady hand and a strong arm I’m here to ask you to join me. What say you?”

Annabeth turned to Monika and nodded towards her. ”I’ll gladly accept you as well, if you wish to come. There’s no telling what dangers lie in wait, and I promise to share the reward equally. Your master was a wise man and I’m sure your wits and knowledge will serve us well.” she says with a smile. True she should actually find Warriors for a hunt, but she wasn’t going to deny Monika the chance if she wants to participate. Even if she doesn’t want to fight, any group needs a healer.

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Peter had spent the next few minutes finding civvies and escorting/carrying them back to the safe zone. It was tiring work but far easier than rolling around and trying to fight fires. If anything this basic escort job allowed Peter to regain some stamina since the hardest thing he'd have to do was carry some robots, and they weren't the heaviest thing he had to carry during his long distance jogs. Soon Peter rescued at least twelve other robots, not including the ones he brought via bus. He was almost certain that he picked up all the robots nearby so now he needed to go further into the disaster zone. He knew the clock was ticking and he wouldn't have time to bring any more back. Not only that but he saw a giant robot laying waste deep in the city and figured someone needed to handle it.

That being said it doesn't have to be Peter. He knew the pitfalls of focusing on defeating villains during tests like these. Sure it showed off your power, but being a hero isn't about being the most effective villain buster. A guy with a gun can take down villains; heroes needed to be able to do that and more. Peter was confident enough in his fighting abilities that he wanted to focus more on rescuing civilians.

Running through the ruins Peter kept and eye out for danger and trouble. So far it seemed like his fellow students have done a pretty good job both rescuing civvies and fighting bad guys. But he also knew there was always some sort of trouble afoot; he head heard something big crash deep in the city, and that was before the big robot showed up. If Peter had to guess a building must've fallen down and that would mean a lot of civvies in need of help. However by the time he arrived, it looked like it wasn't what he thought. Mostly a bunch of civilian robots who got stuck in a pileup, and what looked like some sort of water tower falling and soaking the area. Maybe something was on fire? Peter didn't have time to ask he just knew there was work to do.

He heard someone call out for help. Didn't sound like a robot so when he went to look he noticed one of the other students with her legs stuck in ice. He had no idea how that happened but he knew what he needed to do. "I'm on my way, cover your eyes!" Peter stepped next to the girl and transformed into a rough wheel-like shape. It wasn't a perfect circle but he didn't want it to be a perfect circle; it needed some jagged edges. Carefully he began to roll around the girl picking up speed as he worked his way through the ice like a saw, eventually grinding away enough to hopefully get her feet free. Once she was freed Peter came out of his boulder form and looked over to her. "You alright? If so, let's get these civvies out of their cars. I'll bring them to a safe zone back near where we started, there's a giant robot making a mess of things. Doubtful that anyone can take it on themselves but maybe it'll go down with teamwork."

Without a moment to discuss things Peter went to help pull civilians out of their cars, careful not to slip on the wet ground. There were a lot of bodies though, and unfortunately Peter didn't have the super strength to carry all of them. None of these cars were in any position to be used to carry anyone back through the check point either. "Well hero work was never suppose to be easy anyways." Peter mumbled to himself as he loaded a knocked out robot onto his back and held the hand of a crying robot child.
Miseri entered the guildhall. She hasn't had any luck contacting her old group, and so far all she's found is a whole lot of nothing. At least joining this guild could give her more resources to find her old team, or if nothing else give her something to do. What felt worse than constantly failing was sheer boredom. As she entered the guildhall she heard some music and a bombastic voice down the hall and to a door. If she had to guess the guildmaster was here. From what she knew they were often loud and hammy. If this wasn't the guildmaster than he'll probably at least point her in the right direction. Miseri used her telekinesis to opened the door and peeked inside. "Hello? Is this where I go to join the guild?"
I’ll give that a try then.
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