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Orihime InoueUN: MegaRobo3000
STATUS: Student, Year 10
ACCOLADES: Academic Top 3%
BIO: Member of the Arts & Crafts club, native Japanese speakers, speaks French and English fluently, adventurous culinary tastes, aspiring healer, loves comedy and sweet potatoes.
Oh noooooooo, I wasn't able to answer the phone in time! ...Or scroll. Or mirror. Whatever you were using, I completely missed out! Leave a message, please, I'll get right back to you!
*robot beeps*
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He doesn't ask her to elaborate because he knows the past is best left as that. He hadn't wanted this shit dredged up but now he just wants to get it fucking over with. He's quiet for a while.]
It's not just you. None of them should fight, except for Aizawa-sensei. You wouldn't die, but you want to keep fighting, don't you? I refuse to let the parasite take that from anyone ever again.
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[She turns a little to the side, trying to think of how to best express herself. She has a hard time letting her true feelings show, in a different way -- with smiles, and jokes, and generally looking as if she doesn't have a care in the world.]
I want to protect people, and keep them from being hurt. It's not enough just to heal them, I want to make sure they don't need to be healed in the first place. And I know it seems like keeping someone out of the fight entirely is the best way to do that, but... It's not guaranteed. They came after me when everyone else was fighting. And besides, it's a little lonely.
[She smiles sheepishly.]
So please make use of me and my abilities.
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If you just stick to what you're good at, you'll never grow. [He's had to recognize that for himself and he hates it.]
I'll train with you, Fire Hair. But I'm going to be the strongest.
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[Someone who really understands why she can't just be a healer, she's so glad! And wow does her expression brighten at his words. Surprise turns to hope, and outright explodes into joy.]
It's a deal, Murder-sama! I'll be the second strongest!
[She holds her hand up, elbow bent, so they can make this pact.]
We can take turns being the bad guy, and learn to dodge touch attacks, and falling debris... It's going to be amazing.
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Dodging falling debris isn't hard. [Well, actually. It might be. He scowls and looks away.]
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We should go get some sleep, and train first thing in the morning. I want to come up with some good strategies to keep you on your toes.
[She hasn't forgotten the weariness in his eyes.]
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[He's not eager to try and sleep, but he knows he should try, especially since he intends to kick Orihime's ass tomorrow.]
Don't be late.
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[She grips his hand before letting go. It seems like they're both feeling a lot better, and she's glad.]
[Orihime turns to dash off, but makes it two steps before she abruptly stops. Oh right...he can't sleep well because Aizawa isn't there, right? Well...]
Do you want to borrow the apartment next to mine in the bakery?
[She turns to look at him, pointing in the direction she's going.]
It has a secret bed in the closet, and it's clean. Then we can eat breakfast together and go train first thing!
[It'd be too bold to invite him to stay at her place when it isn't an emergency. But next door as a neighbor? That's not bad. She'll know his reiatsu is close by too, so if something does happen, she can respond right away.]
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[He stomps his feet, hands held out, but he pauses when she makes the offer.
Why the fuck is there a secret bed?
His first instinct is to outright reject it. But...]
I'll stay so you don't text me a thousand times worrying about shit you shouldn't.
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[She beams when he accepts her offer. She would worry, he's not wrong about that.]
It's true! Your communicator's energy supply would run out in just twenty minutes, so I'm glad. Do you need to get anything from home, or should we just race to the bakery right now?
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[Look hygiene is important. He's not as openly excited as her, but at least he's started to relax.]
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[She made sure her break room was overstocked, she wants to be a really good boss for her employees.]
I can cook dinner too, but I've been told my cooking is a little strange and it might not be your taste. So we'll order something to pick up on the way!
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Takeout's faster anyway.
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[Her cooking isn't BAD, she's got the right techniques. But...yeah, definitely not the sort of thing most normal people would like.]
Yosh! Then we're off!
[And she darts away at full speed. It'll be a good pre-training training for tomorrow!]
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[There's no malice in it, it's just Bakugou being Bakugou.]
Stay the fuck behind me--!!!
[He holds out his hands as if to fly off like Iron Man but. Nothing fucking happens. He's so fucking used to it that he forgot.
Orihime's ahead of him though, so at least he hopes she didn't see it. He starts sprinting at her. It's not like he's slow or anything.]
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[She grins back over her shoulder. Did she see it? She doesn't seem to be reacting weirdly. If she did, she might just decide he's being sportsmanlike. Whatever it is, she just looks happy.]
[And she's not going to slow down to let him catch up, so he'd better pick up the pace!]
Whoever gets to the traffic light first gets to choose where we race for takeout!
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[Fuck sportsmanship! Once they're off the grounds, he vaults over a nearby car to try and get further than her.]
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[She's glad to hear him be so spirited again. He may be short, but he's still taller than Orihime and his stride is longer than hers. She's not giving up easily, though. In fact, the further they get, the more serious and focused her face becomes.]
[--Did he just jump over a car?! So cool...]
I'm going to choose the Bland Food Cafe, bwah ha ha ha...!
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[Just the thought motivates him to run harder, catching up to run at her side. Maybe he should push someone to distract her...]
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How about...ramen...?
[He can get his as spicy as he likes. And she'll get hers with lemon and mayonnaise.]
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His breathing isn't labored, but he still pauses for a moment to catch his breath, shrugging.]
If you know any good spots.
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[She just needed a moment, but she moves at a light jog this time instead of a bone-busting sprint. It doesn't take her too long to lead the way and into the shop, where they can choose their broth, meat, and toppings.]
I'll pay since you're my guest. Order as much as you want!
[She'll grab a couple of sodas from the case while they wait for the noodles to cook. It's probably no surprise that she orders the biggest bowl with odd topping combinations to go with the tempura.]
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[He orders the biggest bowl as well with extra spices.]
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[At least she thought he might. She won't argue though if that's what he prefers.]
[Once they've got everything bagged up and ready to go, it's off to the bakery. It may be closed, but the smells of sweet spices still lingers. Orihime unlocks the door to let them in, passing through the darkened dining room all cleaned up with chairs on the tables, into the kitchen that's dark and still, and up the double staircase that leads to a small landing with two doors.]
That one is all yours. But we can eat together!
[Neither door is locked, and she walks right in to flick on the lights and shed her shoes. It's small and neat, with a low round table near the TV and plump cushions scattered around it. Orihime hangs up her keys.]
Make yourself at home!
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