My room was at the end of the fourth floor next to Bakugo’s, with Kirishima and Shoji both taking up the other two rooms.
There were the two boxes I had sent sitting in the middle of the room, mostly containing essentials and some of my personal belongings. I wasn’t one to collect a lot of stuff, especially with the volatility of living in an orphanage.
There was a bed, closet, and desk and chair, with a few lights scattered around the place to start us off. Anything else we wanted would have to be put in ourselves though we had all the permissions to put in shelves and custom instalments as we wanted as long as we knew what we were doing.
I spread my belongings around the room, books and pens and such making the space more lived in. I also rearranged the room to leave the area at the back for some weights and on of those tough mats that Gunhead had us train on for most things. My hobbies really were just a bit of reading, training, and watching a few obscure series I found online, and I think the room reflected that.
The girls apparently started heading through each room judging them, though it took me a surprising amount of time to get everything looking and feeling the way I wanted, so I missed out joining their groups.
So instead, as it was quite late now, I tried out the area I dedicated for training.
There were some bars and such attached to the roof and walls for the exercises that required them. I had picked them up three weeks back when Mirko showed me some exercises that seemed more aerobatic, though ended up being incredibly difficult.
Each was some absurd move or pose that never got any easier to do, supposedly to help with both flexibility and overall limber-ness as my style kinda required it.
Someone obviously heard me moving about as they knocked on the door for what was probably the room check. I quickly wiped down and put a shirt on before entertaining their bit as they just quickly scanned the room before moving on.
Kirishima came up right after them, checking out my gear at the back of the room.
“Hey! How’d you use those holds there?” he asked
“They're for the aerobatic part of my training... I’ll show you.”
There was no need to show off, but I did so anyway as I wouldn’t turn down an easy opportunity in front of one of the more impressively physique of 1-A.
It was a move that I could barely hold 10 seconds, assuming I could get into position.
It was called the Human Flag, and it was quite self explanatory. You grab a pole with two hands spread out, and lift your entire body up perpendicular like a flag.
“That’s manly as hell!”
“Try it yourself!” I replied, as I rubbed my now sore muscles.
He did just that, getting into position with a visible strain, and even with his superior muscles could barely hold a second or two. He seemed quite intent to just leave it there, but I had gotten an Idea.
“Try using your Quirk.”
Kirishima’s gaze met mine for a moment, before he cooperated, getting back into position, only this time hardening his skin, the added rigidity taking some strain off his muscles and giving him an extra couple seconds of hang time.
“I never would have thought of that!” He exclaimed, amusement in his eyes.
“Well... It’s hardly useful, so there’s no surprise here.”
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“Yeah... and I did already know my Quirk helped my strength, just didn’t it expect in this way.
After he had his fun, he left back to his room for the night, as summer was coming to an end and classes were back tomorrow.
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“As I told you all yesterday, our first priority is to acquire provisional licenses.”
“Right!”
“Hero licences are a serious responsibility, they are directly concerned with matters of life and death. As such, the exam to receive qualification is very hard. Even the adverage yearly passing rate for just the provisional license exam is only about 50%” Aizawa explained.
“It’s that hard for just the provisional license?” a surprised Mineta asked.
“So starting today, each of you…” Aizawa trailed off as three of U.A.’s teachers burst through the door.
“Will be devising at least two new Ultimate Moves!!” shouted Midnight, Cementoss, and Ectoplasm, our mathematics teacher.
This got the entire class exited, including me for reasons I had mulled over just a few days ago.
“That’s right, Ultimate Moves! In other words. Killer techniques sure to win the day!” said Ectoplasm.
“And any such technique that’s truly with you admits no imitation. The meaning of battle lies in how far you can push you unique skills!”
“And your moves are your symbol! In this day and age, if you’re a Pro Hero without any Ultimate Moves, you’re an endangered species!” Midnight finished.
“We’ll tell you all the details alongside some demonstrations, proceeding in a logical manner. Go change into your costumes and assemble at Gamma Gym.”
After about twenty minutes, everyone was suited and gathered inside the Gym. It was huge but currently also very empty.
“I’ll lay it all out in order.” stated Aizawa, “Whether they encounter incidents criminal or accidental, disasters natural or manmade… it’s a Hero’s job to rescue people from all kinds of peril. And the Exam for the License will of course be judging your aptitude.”
“insight, Agility, Judgment, and Fighting Prowess. Along with other criteria such as communication skill, Charm, and leadership ability. The exam will test your aptitude at many of these skills, as its contents change every year.”
“But within that paradigm” Midnight continued, “The item that will receive far and away the most emphasis for upcoming Heroes is fighting prowess. So if you prepare for that, you won’t have any cause for concern! Just keep in mind that having moves for battle greatly influences how likely it is you pass.”
“If you can resist getting caught up in the sway of the situation and maintain stability on the field, then you’ll be in possession of a high-level fighting prowess.” Said Cementoss
“And there’s no reason our super move has to be offensive in nature. For example… Ida’s Recipro Burst. A temporary extreme speed boost is a threat in itself, and as such is worthy enough for the title of ‘Ultimate move’.”
“Oh, I get it… so we just need to think of a move that’d make us go ‘all I need is to us it and then I’ve got the edge’.” explained Sato.
“The ‘Quirk Extension Training’ that was cut short during camp this summer… was supposed to be a step in the progress of creating your own Ultimate Moves. Between now and the start of the next semester, so in the ten days of summer break that we have left, you’re in for some two-in-one training as you’ll be whipping up new Ultimate Moves and extending your Quirks at the same time!”
“Furthermore, you’ll also be thinking of how best to upgrade your costume to go with your Quirk Extension Training and new Ultimate Moves. You shall break past these walls with ‘Plus Ultra’ on your lips.”
“Now, are you ready?”
“Ready? We’re Psyched!!”
Everyone was separated onto different platforms of concrete formed by Cementoss, with an Ectoplasm clone for target practice and suggestions per person. Each platform was atop of a mountain like pillar, keeping everyone separated by distance and height.
The first few minutes were spent workshopping move ideas, and going over what I had already...
So nothing really.
What I really needed to progress was to make some progress on improving my Quirk, or maybe even changing it. I was known that Quirks could evolve and grow to do things that were previously impossible for it, usually referred to as a Quirk awakening.
If I want more power, I would have to look back on that fight.
There were two main Ideas I could pull form what I managed that night.
The first was simple, relatively and for a lack of a better word. Something that had bothered me even the nights after was how my core had acted up. Even a few days later, I could still feel the slight difference, like it had some spin to it, Like there was more energy in the system if that made sense.
So for the first day or so, I’ll focus on trying to recreate that.
First step I worked towards was seeing if I could focus on my core in any real way.
It was only once I could start that from meditating on it that I attempted to expand my usage. As there seemed to be some spin to it, I simply started attempts to increase that spin.
It was relativity unfruitful for the first while, before I managed to stop trying to grab it with my Quirk, and instead use it as my Quirk.
Y’know... because it was?
After that embarrassingly obvious change, I could feel as my core started to ever so slightly gain speed, small amounts of energy being stored up as it did so.
The Ectoplasm clone must have been getting impatient with all my ‘stalling’ as I was the only one yet to hit or kill one at all.
“Let’s get this moving!”
“Yes sir.”
I tapped into the energy in my core, the move coming easily as instinctually as a Quirk.
I was keeping things simple.
A simple dash in and gut punch was enough to start.
I readied myself, going low for the punch.
Then I missed.
Instead of hitting him at a reasonable speed, I veered off course as my legs moved me faster than practised, throwing off my balance and causing me to roll against the concrete floor.
This might be something Quite useful.
Now to figure out how to use it.
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