forum My Hero Academia RP (open)

Started July 02, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Tasper grinned, turning to Connor. "Now that would be nice."

"Really, because I'm really good at judging damage. You look like you're at a second level sprain. To give you some perspective that is superficial damage, say a bruise, that would cover most of your back." She spoke confidently knowing very well what wound equaled what. "But unlike a superficial wound this sprain can get worse if stressed."

"I don't need your help," Tasper shot back, rolling his eyes. God, she was such a know-it-all. He knew what a sprain was. "I've sprained things before. I'm good, got it?"

"I never said you needed it," She grit her teeth, "People rarely need help, but it doesn't mean they shouldn't let someone help."

"I don't want your help," Tasper said, almost yelling. "How about that? I just don't want your help."

"What do you have against me?" She asked, "You don't even know me."

Tasper yawned again, just to be disrespectful. "Maybe it's because I don't like self-righteous assholes."

That was the last straw. She spun on her heel and walked away, Self righteous, I'm just doing the best I can. I'm just trying to help people. They're all better than me. They all have lives out side of the hero track. This is all I have anymore.

Tasper watched her storm away, his own anger already fading. Damn it. He was so quite to react he didn't even think before he spoke. Oh, well, she'd been rude anyway. Talking about "I spent all of middle school training." and " I jump off roofs and climb buildings in my free time!" What a show off. He tried not to feel bad for her.

"I'm going to run, Mr. Aizawa", She got her self position on the starting blocks. and waited for the start signal. Yuuka pushed off the starting blocks, Push your muscles to the max you can repair stress and fatigue damage later. 50m is not about endurance, it's about speed. Just run and forget, do what you've always done get let it go. She ran as fast as she could, "6.3 secs" the machine spoke out.

Tasper looked over at Inima, who'd been quiet for a while. "Bet you think I'm an asshole for yelling at Yuuka," he said, playing with the ends of his dreads.

Inima shrugged. She didn't know what constituted an asshole anyway, "Maybe? I'm not quite sure."

"She pissed me off," he admitted, crossing his arms again. "I mean, just because I don't have complete control of my quirk doesn't mean I didn't work just as hard as she did to get here. We all made it in. We're all qualified."

Inima gave a quick nod. She felt tempted to ask so she did, "What was the entrance exam like?"

She hadn't taken it and was curious as to what was the deciding factor to whom got in and whom was rejected.

"You didn't take it?" he asked, surprised. "It was hard, but nothing crazy. We had to take down some giant robots."

Inima looked down sheepishly. She hadn't been expecting that question, she should have been, but she hadn't. She thought curiously, "No I didn't take it. You could say I got in on recommendation."

Government recommendation.

"Oh, cool," he said, shrugging. "My mom's recommendation would have been enough for me, but…she refused to recommend me."

"Why?" Inima asked him. If her parents recommended her… Well that would be a laugh.

He looked away, his lips thinning. "Um. She doesn't think I should be a hero." It wasn't that simple, but he didn't feel like explaining his mother's entire ideology to this near-stranger.

Inima shrugged that was good enough for her. This was her choice, did she regret it? Just a tad, it was hard to remember all the rules. She let out a sigh, "Parents are stupid sometimes thinking they know what's best for their kids."

"Yeah, they are," he mumbled. "Are your parents heroes, too?"