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Thread: Vampire's Mark [Hatchet - ScarlettRose]

Cocking a brow as she pouted and teased him, chuckling he leaned down musing at the young woman in front of him. You're quite the whiner aren't you...Well...I'll see what I can do...Its not exactly my hospital you know, Curtis is the chairman. Alexander said with slight venom in his voice, he enjoyed his colleague but saw him as an obstacle in his work. Though I'm sure he'll say yes of coarse...We could start you off as a receptionist since you have no medical training or schooling to help out the nurses and such. What exactly do you want from me, Miss Locke? He purred lightly at her, using that predatory voice once more as his eyes flickered red. Inside his head he was kicking himself, the fact from the imprinting, he couldn't help himself and his predatory nature was starting to perk up.
Thread: Vampire's Mark [Hatchet - ScarlettRose]

Katrina wasn't exactly thrilled about the position he was offering. A receptionist? She might blow her brains out from the boredom. But then she supposed beggars couldn't exactly be choosers. Plus, she didn't want to be stuck at home all day when her old parents had better social lives than her. All her friends were all around the globe. She didn't have many friends back home. Although she was well liked in the supernatural community, in the human world . . . she'd never been exactly what one might call popular. From hindsight, Katrina supposed the other kids in school always sensed something abnormal about her. Something they couldn't quite put their fingers on but something they just knew wasn't quite right. Of course, there was also that incident at the start of middle school where she got into a fight and tore into some girl's arm and . . . Well, suffice to say one can imagine what a pubescent teen vampire did with her sharp canines. Katrina's gaze flicked up to Alexander as he purred down to her from his position in front of her. She was acutely aware of his tone but what he could not hide was the scarlet of his iris. And she had the feeling that his last question was more aimed at himself than her. I wouldn't ask questions you don't really want to know the answers to Doctor. Katrina replied wickedly from her seat. It'd be best for you to just tell me when to start. She suggested with a small smile.
Thread: Vampire's Mark [Hatchet - ScarlettRose]

You're a brat. Alexander said dully as he poured himself a glass of water, his silver eyes flitting up to her face as he took a sip from his glass. Very well...I can have you start the earliest of next week where you will undergo the basic training for the job...Nothing should be a problem for your young blood hmmm? He teased in a spiteful manner setting his glass down and crossing his arms. I'm assuming you're going to start off part time, since I'm literally only putting a word in for you, I can't technically hire you...Curtis has lower management to do that for you though he and I swing votes on who gets the jobs around here. If you do a poor job, don't go crying to Daddy because he has no business helping you in my field and don't come crying to me. The man examined his sleeve in a bored manner, being as cut throat as they come. Because I won't save you either, in fact I'll drag you down further for trying to back me in a corner, Miss Locke. He purred flashing her his lengthened fangs.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

So many people. More students than he had ever thought possible. With UA's higher practices this year he had assumed that there would be less walking towards them. As Matsuda walked in awe of the school's sheer size, and everything that it represented. It honestly felt like one of those scenes in a movie where a character was about to bust out into song. He took a deep breath of the spring air, and then someone shouted hey look up. Huh? His eyes had been transfixed on the school so he didn't react fast enough when something heavy smashed into his skull. Matsuda almost did a flip as the backback hit the back of his head sending him tumbling forward. He sprawled out onto his back his feet somehow getting over top of him before coming down to the ground. He winced feeling his head where he was sure he was concussed. He glared at the sky seeing a winged creature. He jumped up to his feet his head still ringing as he grabbed the bag. Who the fuck! He paused for a moment as he saw the female form, the familiar bird wings white and brown feathers, he blinked memories of a life at least two or three life times away coming back to him, though he wasn't sure. Everything was so long ago, he felt like he was out of it. He blinked for a moment his eyes going wide, as he tried to put his memories back together and failing. Seriously watch where your flying, you're bag could kill someone.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

Excuse me? Did he not see-? No, what is the point of arguing? It is best to present the evidence, and leave it at that. A breeze had silver hair dancing about the young womans face, at first concealing any distinguishing features only, when she lifted her head, a pair of brilliant gold eyes were revealed. A flash of surprise could be seen within their depths however, Sora did not wish to delve into the past, not with him, not at all. Ever so neatly she tucked her wings up against herself. For some reason I am not entirely surprised. Then again, Matsudas father has connections, money. It would be easy to get his beloved son into the most prestigious hero schools in the country, even if he is in jail. Perhaps if you were paying attention to your surroundings, instead of gawking, you would not be caught off-guard or surprised to realize that I am not the one responsible. Sora used the talons of one foot to pick her bag up. Ugh. It is for this reason she has Hitomi carry her bag. It should not be dragged along the ground. It is a blatant sign of disrespect, at least, in her eyes it is. I cannot apologize for the actions of my bodyguard. Her eyes came to focus on him once again, only Sora did not say a word other than what is absolutely necessary. Their past is behind her. Just because he is part of her present, and quite possibly the future, does not mean he needs to be more involved than he has to be in her life. Now, if you will excuse me. Sora dipped her head as a way of bidding him farewell, and with one leg raised, spread her wings wide. A few rays of sunlight rippled over the brown-tipped feathers. I apologize for any inconvenience Hitomi caused you.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

He watched Sora go through the same shades of reflection that he did, and for a moment he felt like he was about to reach out, but looking at her face was it, anger? disgust, either way it was an emotion he hadn't expected, and one that left him feeling cold and drained as he saw it. Watching her go off dragging her bag, he felt like he should follow for a moment offer to carry her bags. They had recognized each other, but the only words she had spoken to him were a quick apology and then she was gone, and he was suddenly left with a stomach full of hurt feelings that he didn't know what to do with. He had sent emails and letters, but never heard back from her, or actually anyone from the outside world. Seeing her now was almost directly alien to him and he didn't really know how to react or cope with the fact that Sora was here right now. He swallowed slightly his legs shaking as he watched her walk by him. Cold shouldered, he suppose after not hearing back from her even once he should have expected that, but at the same time.... it hurt to see it actually happen. Matsuda did eventually gather himself up, and get to moving back towards class. Arriving at class 1-A, the room was huge. Despite having to live on campus he hadn't actually been inside the main building till now so he was still kind of blown away by everything. Looking around for a seat, he tried to pick one that didn't stand out too much, in the middle range, but as he was looking he ended up taking the seat directly behind Sora. Yes she had made it kind of clear that she hadn't wanted to deal with him, but at the same time he couldn't exactly let it end like that. He just didn't know how to talk to her. For the moment he set up his desk, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in his gut. Sora? He decided he had to try and talk, class hadn't started yet, so he was gonna try and make some effort to meet her half way. That is you right?... what are you doing... here? He didn't really have any better words for it. Just really curious about how she had gotten into this school, and why she was here in this class.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

Despite the fact that this was UA, the first period was actually very normal, they went through Home room, taking notes on the things they would be covering for the year when it came to their proper education, Apparently the second half of the class would be focused on physical education. Lookng around the class he was at least partly interested in meeting some of them, he could see a few interesting faces, and yet his eyes kept getting drawn to a sot white downy wing, he didn't really know what to do when it came to her. Did he just give up? She didn't seem to want anything to do with him, she had cut him out so long ago, but at the same time he wasn't sure what to do. He ended up copying his own notes, writing up a second set of them, and as the bell rang to signify the passing of one class, Matsuda got up, and then as he walked past her simply put the second set of notes on her desk for her. He found it hard to simply let it go, Sora was one of the only people whom he had tried his best to contact when he had been taken away. His mother had never really visited him, yet he kept thinking that one day he would get a letter from her. Once or twice he had thought of calling her, but when he had recieved no reply it hadn't seemed like a good idea, now they were both in this class, and he couldn't let it go. He knew he was probably just getting on her nerves, she had never asked for help, and that was probably gonna get him into the most trouble when it came down to it. Finally as they were able to move from one class to the next getting PE clothes. The uniform was form fitting for Matsuda, and it meant he had to leave his scarf behind which was a little troubling after so many years unable to take a breath more than a second having too suddenly fully control his quirk was difficult, and required a lot of focused, shallow breathing. It left him vulnerable as all of his focus was set to trying to avoid a deep breath. he didn't even really feel like he could talk in his current state, without the scarf to breath through he felt kind of naked. Walking out into the field he could see that a bunch of physical exercises were laid out in chalk. 100 meter dash, a distance yard throw, things that he was familiar with from the PE exams in juvy, but they seemed different. Right today we are going to test you based on your quirk, seeing where you excel. The two lowest pointed in the class will be cut from all further studies, so do your best. Oh... oh crud. Matsuda needed to find his focus, figure out where he would be useful, and make up for it, plus looking around this was a good way to meet some of his classmates, study them and see what he would be up against in the days to come.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

Amber eyes widened in shock, however before she could say anything he was gone. Why did he do this? Why go through all the trouble? Hitomi waited to reach for the notes, in case her charge decided to throw them away and yet, she did not say a word. Sora had no idea what to think, or how to react. Is he taking pity on her? If there is anything that annoys her more, it is pity. In the blink of an eye, Sora was off and left with no other option, Hitomi retrieved the second copy of notes. Until she hears otherwise, it might be best to keep the young Matsudas kind gesture. It was humiliating to change into the gym uniform. Sora felt obligated to wait until the others left before asking Hitomi for help, or else have many eyes upon her criticizing, judging laughing. It is embarrassing. Not only are the pants are an issue, but so is the shirt as well. Of course Sora had to have the sleeves removed not to mention have the legs cropped, so she can move about freely. Hitomi even went so far as to tie her hair up in a high ponytail, so she does not get hot. Thank you, she told the bodyguard quietly, rolling her shoulders to prepare herself for whatever lies ahead. Sora joined everyone out in the sunshine, her eyes drinking in the various tests outlined in chalk. Wonderful. A nice breeze rustled her feathers, and Sora let out a soft sigh of appreciation. Her blue uniform clung to her breasts a touch tightly, and her pants hold onto her hips much the same way leaving very little to the imagination when it comes to what is hiding underneath. Sora did hesitate a moment or two before approaching the one familiar figure amongst fifteen. Why did you write a second copy of your notes? she inquired of him, feeling obligated to do so. I do not need your help. I have a recorder in case I need to remember anything. I I do not need your pity. Displeasure was shining bright in her eyes, and yet there was not a sign of it upon her face. It was right then the class found out just what, exactly, they will be doing today. Sora tilted her head, not too worried about the threat. There is a reason she is here on recommendation, after all. Of course she will not be expelled so easily. Not in any hurry to display what she is capable of, Sora let others go first out of courtesy. One did horribly, but the other three did fairly well. It is not very surprising. A few threads of silver managed to break free of her ponytail, just to brush against a pale cheek. Well. I suppose I should go next. Sora let a nonchalant shrug roll through her shoulders. Many of the other students began to openly stare, while others began to whisper behind their hands. Lovely. A roll of the eyes was all she allowed to portray her annoyance. A taloned foot reached out to pick up the ball. Let me see How far should she try to throw it? Farther than anyone else? Mm. Sora spread her wings wide and after beating them once or twice, lifted herself up into the air. A quick spin had the ball hurtling through the air, far off into the distance.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

She had to ask the question, why did he want to help her, it was a had question to find an answer too. For the last few years he had no one who had been willing to look out for him, so why try to help anyone else. His answer after a few moments of thought was a simple gesture, he smiled at her. I just want a friend. The answer was genuine, but he knew it was going to cause problems in the future. There was a lot of unaddressed tension in the air between them, and while he could see she was mad at him. The look of mistrust in his eyes did sting him, but only so far as he let it. He was used to people not trusting him by now, he was used to displeasure and other things, they didn't scratch the surface anymore, even Sora couldn't hurt him with such a thing, instead he just smiled toward her, though he decided to answer her question with a question of his own. Why didn't you ever write me back? The question he had been trying to hold back since the moment he had first seen her spilled out of his mouth, and he felt like a weight was off his shoulders, when it came to his turn to throw the ball he stood at the center of the field taking his spot and lifting the ball gently towards his lips his palm flat and open as he took his breath. releasing it in one hard blow it was like conjuring a massive shock wave that sent the ball flying in an arc, the wind was fast enough that it seemed to kick up the dirt and break some of the chalk lines, he even stumbled slightly as he had to catch his footing and ease himself back upright, years of having surpressed his ability to breath had inadvertandly tightened his throat muscles, and at the same time expanded his lungs meaning the amount of pressure he was able to exert over the single breath was probably enough to knock down a brick wall if someone wasn't careful in front of him they could easily be blown away. The phone reading came back, 803.92 meters. However as the wind around him calmed down, Matsuda was left with the whiplash of his quirk a coughing fit as the constrained muscles tried to deal with the difference in air pressure around him, leaving him feeling like he was choking on air, struggling to catch his breath, and when it finally came back to him his eyes were wet with tears, and he himself was breathing shallow, like he was winded, the pressure against his lungs felt like they had nearly burst out of his chest, and that had just been a single puff of air. The teacher walked up to him, It will take a while for you to adapt to using your quirk again, You've been without it for three years, I'll have one of the doctors set up a few breathing exercises as homework, but try not to overwork your body. Matsuda was on his knees, nodding and gesturing for water.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

Matsuda may have scored high in the ball toss, but the fact that he could barely move after put him at a disadvantage for just about any other event, he was still wheezing and had to sit aside for part of the class, he was handed the drink, and had he been at full power he probably would have questioned Hitomi further when she said that her father had ordered there be no correspondence between him and her. With the retirment of Allmight a year ago the world had changed, Endevor was now the number 1 hero, but others had changed. Sora's father was a high up number in the top five if he recalled, but the man had been ruthless even when they were kids. So of course he was cut off. He drank the water greedily, but when he saw Sora's cold look, he thought maybe it would be best if he stayed away from her for the moment. Maybe he would be better off elsewhere. A quirk that takes the user out of comission is not a good thing. There have been a few students with this problem before, but they overcame it in a few months. Their teacher spoke harshly appraising the evaluation. I'll give you three weeks, learn to breath in that time frame and you can stay, otherwise you can go back to whatever hole you were pulled from. That mixed with the cold words of Sora all left Matsuda laying on the grass, wanting to die. He didn't know what else to say other than this was unfair. At the mention of the fact that Sora never recieved his letters, on the other hand he started to get a plan together in his head. Of course he couldn't exactly move, so it was a plan only in thought, and he couldn't follow Sora home either, since she needed assistance he doubted she was going to live in the dorms like all the other students. Which meant that there would only be a few ways to get to her in class. The world stopped spinning for a bit, and he thought would manage to stand on his own after that, but even so it was starting to get late into the class, by the time Matsuda was able to rejoin the physical exam he had missed several events. Drinking from the gifted water bottle he was still shaky. It's been a while since I've done that. His eyes were still towards Sora, but it was clear pushing the matter wouldn't do anything, instead he pulled out his phone and started to go through everything. Sure the phone was a gift from UA, but it still had WiFi, and there were no rules against accessing a personal email account on campus grounds. She may not have any of the letters he had written her, but he had kept all of the emails he had sent her. there were nine in total, the first one was a rehash of a letter, and asking if she had changed addresses or something cause he wasn't getting any responses from her, after that they were shorter things, till eventually he had all but given up, sending them, but still felt obligated to send one on each of her birthdays. As the bell rang for lunch he ran off towards the dorm a 15 minute walk. When he got back the second half of classes were starting, but instead he just walked up to Sora's desk, putting the printed copies of his emails in her school bag while it was unsupervised.
Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

Matsuda hadn't done breathing exersizes since he was a kid, they frustrated him, and every few deep breaths he felt like he was either going to choke on his own air, or cause property damage. Breathing in was easy, breathing out slowly was difficult as even that caused a wind to blow along the field. Three weeks, he had to learn to breath properly again in three weeks or he would be expelled, from his courses. To that extent he had taken up sitting in the courtyard outside of the dormitory. To that extent he had to focus on trying not to destroy himself or the world around him. So when he heard angry foot steps doors being slammed, and a woman's angry voice he didn't turn towards them, nor did he attempt to grab the scarf which would shut down his quirk again, no if this was going to happen he wanted it to happen naturally. He got to his feet, but he didn't face Sora, not out of disrespect but because when he spoke it caused the winds to change direction. I take it you got my letters this time. He wanted to point out that the printed versions had dates on them, it wasn't something he could craft from his phone or something like that. His golden eyes remained focused out towards the setting sun. You wanted to know why I never wrote you, I did write, I showed you the evidence to the contrary, so question before we start this, are you actually mad at me? or are you mad at the person who covered up the letters. And second question, this one to you bodyguard, could me and the lady have some privacy to talk? I can't leave the campus without adult permission and the entire campus is monitored, I can commit no harm to Sora, this is a talk between... old acquaintances. Those words were painful to him, honestly he was probably more at risk than she was of being hurt. Maybe I'm forcing this confrontation a bit early, but we both have a lot more to worry about than one other person in this classroom, so say it. He turned towards her, doing his best not to breath towards her. Whatever is on your mind, give me your best shot.