forum My Hero OC-Demia!! //**Semi-Open, read first post**//

Started January 08, 2019 by @Cloudy_is_trying_her_best

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Okay, can do, will remember, I am very tired.//

Akio chattered to Kirishima as they walked up to their classmates. The bedraggled man who was their teacher hadn't said anything yet, so they wondered what the test could be.
"Maybe it's just a normal physical assessment, like they had in middle school?" Kirishima said.
"But couldn't they just look at what we had last year?" Akio added.
"Hm, I guess you're right, Saiki. Maybe we get to use our quirks, then?"
"I guess."

Don't mind me, just bumping this.))

Katsuki jumped when she heard her last name said, and almost went into a salute, but quickly recovered. 'It's not home, Kat. You shouldn't do that here…' She looked up and saw an orange haired girl waving at her. She gave a small, shy smile. "H-hey. Yeah, s-sorry about e-earlier… I-I guess I was just having a-a panic at-tack…" She rubbed her fabric sheathed arms. "But y-yeah! I'm Katsuki Saito." She held out her hand. "I don't think I caught your name though… sorry…" She gave an ashamed look.

"No, that's alright," Ayaka responded. "I'm Ayaka Maki. And about the panic attack thing…is there anything I can do to help with that?" She wasn't very familiar with the whole thing, but she'd try and make it less unbearable for Saito if she could. After all, heroes helped people out, right?

Katsuki quickly shook her hands and head. "Oh, n-no… It's fine. I j-just try to avoid people d-day-to-day…" She tugged her sleeves over her hands, trying to make sure to keep her birthmark covered. "I probably should be taking some sort of m-medicine for it, but…" She gave a weak smile.

Inima rolled her eyes at him. Okay she definitely recognized him, wasn't he the guy she sat next to anyway? This was going to suck.

Blair bounded over to Inima, giving a sly smile before he opened his mouth. "So you've reformed now darlin'? Hm, quite an interesting site!"

Inima glanced him up and down. A scowl was plastered onto her face, "Yeah, and you're here to spy aren't you? Don't try to hide it Spindle."

"Oh darling, I'm not here to spy. I'm here to watch over all the little people, I find it amusing. It also gives me a chance to come to Japan, I had always wanted to come here." Blair said, his face twisted into a small smile.

Katsuki quickly shook her hands and head. "Oh, n-no… It's fine. I j-just try to avoid people d-day-to-day…" She tugged her sleeves over her hands, trying to make sure to keep her birthmark covered. "I probably should be taking some sort of m-medicine for it, but…" She gave a weak smile.

"Am I making it worse by talking to you? If you'd rather be left alone, I totally understand. Just let me know!" she said, then wondered if that would increase the anxiety. Ohh, boy…

I just realized that I'm developing Bliar a bunch with these roleplays! Yet he's always acting like an asshole by accident.//

"Am I making it worse by talking to you? If you'd rather be left alone, I totally understand. Just let me know!" she said, then wondered if that would increase the anxiety. Ohh, boy…

Katsuki shook her head, smiling a little more. "No, it's ok." She kept pulling at her sleeves, wishing she didn't have to wear them in this warm weather.

"Oh darling, I'm not here to spy. I'm here to watch over all the little people, I find it amusing. It also gives me a chance to come to Japan, I had always wanted to come here." Blair said, his face twisted into a small smile.

Inima raised an eyebrow and felt the silver flow around, "Isn't that the equivalent of spying?"

"Nope! I'm not spying becuase I have no one to spy for! I'm simply here becuase I can be! I passed the exam, therefore, I am able to be here." Blair said, tilting his head. The large burn on his face distracting from his words.

Inima shrugged, "Okay. Just realize I'm keeping an eye on you, and count yourself lucky I don't tell Aizawa."

"Sure thing hun!" Blair said with a cheeky finger wave, he wanted to start. Japan's a lot more boring then he thought.

Inima rolled her eyes again and looked around. Was everyone out of the building already?

(Sorry, my mom's being strict about when I can be online. UGH AND WE'RE LEAVING I'M SORRY)

(You're good.)

(I return!!)

Maki released a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "That's good." She was relieved that she wasn't making the situation worse. "So what do you think the test is gonna be like?" Maki asked.

Ryo walked out to the field, trying to look confident. Don't let them know you're worried. That'd give them something to talk about. While he was changing, Hayashi had tried to psych himself up. His hair wasn't in a bun anymore, rather a low–but tight–ponytail

"Hellooooo?"

Hayashi looked up. "Huh?" Someone was trying to get his attention. The someone in question was a boy who also had long hair. However, he also had floppy, doglike ears. The dog-boy smiled.

"Hey, didn't know if you could hear me. You're Ryo Hayashi, right?"

"Um, yeah, that's me," Hayashi said. He just noticed the other guy's tail was wagging.

"Nice too meetcha! I'm Takuya Shimizu," he introduced himself. "You ready for whatever Mr. Aizawa has planned for us?"

Hayashi shrugged. "Ready as I'll ever be, I guess," he replied. Hey, I'm actually not being too awkward! Ryo thought to himself, mentally pumping his fist.

Shimizu nodded. "Yeah, me too," he said, looking down at the ground. Hayashi noticed for the first time that the other boy's eyes were anxious. He seemed to be sweating, too, and didn't he hear somewhere that dogs' tails sometimes wagged to show nervousness? He didn't know what to say to calm his anxiety, hell, he didn't know what to do to calm his own anxiety half the time!

Meanwhile, Mr. Aizawa seemed to have dozed off while he was standing.

"Mhm, it seems our teacher has fallen asleep…" Blair muttered to himself in Icelandic, peering over at Mr. Aizawa. He looks like a drunk caterpillar. Blair thought, trying to stifle a giggle.

Katsuki shrugged at Maki's question. "No. I don't know for sure. …But I have suspicions…" Then she spotted who she assumed to be their teacher, Mr. Aizawa. She overheard another boy talking to himself in another launguage and saw him trying to hold in a laugh. She looked, unamused, at the teacher. *'Well. At least I'm not in a sleeping bag like him. That's even weirder than long sleeves. She glanced at Maki out of the corner of her eye to see the other girl's reaction.