(Im here just not writing anything lol)
My Hero Academia RP (open)
"Well, it's not like I own the bench," Yuuka said, "So help your self." she slid over to make some more room.
(Night!)
Inima side smile grew into a true one. Wow she hadn't smiled like this since she was a kid, "I like it too. Let's keep it that way."
Tasper nodded, his gaze flitting over towards Connor and Yuuka. "Yuuka looks upset. Should I apologize?" He grimaced at the thought.
Inima nodded, "Probably."
"I don't want to," Tasper said, sighing. "But I guess I shouldn't be making enemies on the first day." He headed over towards Yuuka and Connor.
Inima followed after. Enemies on the first day, se supposed she shouldn't either. That wouldn't be good right?
Yuuka saw the approaching and moved to sit on her hands. Take precautions, I don't want to accidentally hurt some one.
"Uh, hey, Yuuka," Tasper said, twirling the ends of his hair. "I just wanted to…uh, yeah. I came over to talk to you."
"What changed in less than five minutes?" Yuuka said directing her eyes to the ground.
Jordan dabs at the dried blood that had run from his nose.
Tasper's face heated up. "I…listen, I got pissed off because you implied you were the only one worthy of being here, okay? It hit a nerve because –because –forget it, anyway, sorry, accept the apology, move on." Wow. He was just as good at apologies as his mother. Meaning, he sucked.
"That's not what it was, I was up set that I had to give up on a lot of stuff to train." she paused for a moment, "When I didn't have to train as much as I did. I could have had friends and do all the think normal kids get to do, but instead I dedicated a majority of my life to training."
"Oh," Tasper mouthed, feeling like even more of an asshole than he already knew he was. "Sorry. I mean, I already said that. But yeah. I mean…it's not like this is the end or anything. You can still have friends and do normal kid stuff. Like now. We're all hanging out. Like normal kids."
"I just feel stupid," Yuuka shifted uncomfortably.
Inima chuckled slightly and repeated, "Stupid? Why?'
"I believed everything, All the horrible thing people said about my quirk…about me." She sighted, "Believed it when they said I was evil, so I worked hard not to be."
Inima looked at her, "Don't ever listen to others. They're all wrong. Trust people who accept you and cut out the rest."
"Some people just have a way of warping your perception, ya know." Yuuka mumbled.
Connor sat awkwardly to the side. “Think I’m just gonna…go over here,” they said before getting up and walking over to Jordan. They sat down next to him, fiddling with their sleeve out of habit
Jordan looks up, nods to Connor and then down again at the cub. His nose was still dripping slightly, "Hi."
Inima nodded, "Yeah. I know that pretty damn well."
“You…need a tissue?” Connor asked, reaching into their pocket for a napkin they had stored away. They offered it to Jordan
"Oh thanks." He takes and ripps off a corner to stuff the bleeding. Then sits there awkwardly, "So…"
“Please tell me you aren’t going to suddenly start doing…whatever drama the others are doing,” Connor joked, reaching over to pet the tiger cub
"Drama? No… I havent been paying attention to them…" Jordan sighs, leaning back
"Okay. That's good," Connor said, leaning forward a little to scratch the tiger behind the ear. "I just…Feel a lot out of place? Everyone's sharing stories about how horrible their experiences have been and all that and…I don't know. Sorry, I tend to ramble a lot," they said with an awkward chuckle
"Nah! Dont worry about it!" Jordan punches Connor's shoulder lightly
(has everyone done the 50 yrd dash? whats the next thing)
(I believe so.)
(next is the grip strength, sorry for disappearing)
Connor cracked a smile at that. They went to say something, but was cut off by Mr. Aizawa. "Next is the grip strength test. Devices are over by the benches," he droned, and Connor glanced over at a few boxes a few feet away from them