((One last question, I swear. With the same timeline, that means all of the og canon characters are there, right?))
An excited energy crackled through Osora's blood as she waited outside the full-scale replica of a city with the other examinees, but it didn't show. It never did. And that wasn't even something she tried to do, hiding her emotions, the emotionless and almost stony expression just came naturally. She could probably attribute that to her past, but she'd kind of…always been like that.
With a shout from Present Mic, the hero-hopefuls were all off running in different directions, though they seemed a bit more inclined to stay on the streets. Osora took to the alleyways instead, mapping them out in her head as she sort-of jogged along. A knife was poised in her hand already, a lucky thing, as she came across a two-pointer that managed to corner her. A quick flick of her hand had the skin of her arm broken, blood welling up immediately. She didn't need blood yet, though. She needed bone. Gritting her teeth, that's what she pulled from her arm with her Quirk's help. A bone to replace that one was already forming, but she didn't waste time in engaging the bot, quickly jamming the now pointed bone into a weak spot to disable the bot.