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video; un: shouto
[ What kind of party decorations would Uraraka like best? The question lodges itself at the back of his mind, ever present. He ends up at a local cafe for a few hours scrolling through his device looking at party blogs. There's a notepad in front of him with different themes jotted down: wild west, pirates, tropical island, fright night, luau, masquerade, under the sea. It's quite an interesting assortment and he looks so very serious about it, staring intently at what he's written before adding another - rave.
When social media blogs fail to help him narrow down his choices, he turns to Trench. The video turns on showing him seated outside a cafe in street clothes. Once he sees that it's recording he gets straight to the point. ]
What do you like to do in the summer?
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[ Anyone who knows him is welcome to take up a seat and help him hammer down a theme. He can be found scrolling through a few party blogs online. Most of them are full of people AT parties instead of the decorations, so he ends up zooming into the background a lot of the time to catch a glimpse of the decor instead of the group cheering into the camera, beer sloshing, with ready smiles so unlike the one looking through them so intently. ]
[ooc; may need to do some mobile tagging this weekend so expect slow tags. ]
When social media blogs fail to help him narrow down his choices, he turns to Trench. The video turns on showing him seated outside a cafe in street clothes. Once he sees that it's recording he gets straight to the point. ]
What do you like to do in the summer?
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[ Anyone who knows him is welcome to take up a seat and help him hammer down a theme. He can be found scrolling through a few party blogs online. Most of them are full of people AT parties instead of the decorations, so he ends up zooming into the background a lot of the time to catch a glimpse of the decor instead of the group cheering into the camera, beer sloshing, with ready smiles so unlike the one looking through them so intently. ]
[ooc; may need to do some mobile tagging this weekend so expect slow tags. ]
[Video] un: QueenCobra
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You were in the tournament.
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[She nods. She isn't all that happy with how she did in the tournament, but she doesn't begrudge anyone else their wins.]
Were you watching?
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My friends participated, so I went to watch them. I watched your first fight. You defended yourself well.
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[She was pretty disappointed in herself in the unarmed matches, but at least in the armed combat matches, she advanced to the second round.]
Which friends were you there supporting?
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They're my classmates from home.
[ The real one, not this place. ]
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She did an internship with a Pro-Hero who specialized in martial arts. She's very good at fighting hand-to-hand combat.
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My quirk is Half-Cold, Half-Hot. I can generate ice from one side and fire from the other.
[ Considering his chimera-like looks: white hair and a grey eye (right); red hair and a turquoise eye (left). Split perfectly down the middle, it's not hard to guess which side emits what. ]
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So you can provide air conditioning and heat if need be. A one man HVAC unit.
[Her smile is teasing as she says it.]
Seriously though, those are cool powers. Did you have an internship as well?
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I... [ he hesitates, it's short, only for a moment before continuing. ] My friends and I interned with the number one hero. He taught us how to concentrate our power into a single point and release it for a powerful attack.
I'm still working on it.
[ Still working on controlling his fire as well as he controls his ice. ]
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[She's actually half-serious about that question. For reasons.]
Sounds like useful training. How long was your internship?
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What's a S'mores?
[ Look he's completely serious about that question. He grew up isolated from everyone including his siblings. His childhood is zilch and sometimes he just hits a brick wall over the simplest of concepts. ]
We interned with him over the winter for three months. Before that, I interned with him during the fall semester, during the weekends.
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S'mores is a delicious snack and perfect for summer nights by a fire. Are you in Crenshaw? If you haven't tried S'mores, you have to now. I'll supply the food, you supply the fire. I can teach you how to make it.
[That's a decently long time for interning. She assumes he's probably pretty good with his powers.]
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I'm on the outskirts of Prufrock.
I can bring fire.
[ As for teaching him... well, she truly is asking a lot there. ]
[Video] --->Action
[At least he's got a very distinctive appearance. Finding him will be easy.
Sure enough, it doesn't take her long to arrive, marshmallows, chocolate and graham crackers in a bag.]
Hey.
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Do I build a fire?
[ He asks, pointing to the bundle of sticks he collected while he was waiting. ]
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Yes. Let's set it up over there.
[She points to a spot that's just off the nearest path, more mud and dirt than anything flammable. While she's confident that he's got good control over his powers, it's so easy for a little spark to light things ablaze. Easy, and it can happen so quickly.
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He nods at the suggestion and gets to work setting up the campfire. He doesn't put too much effort into lining up the sticks because keeping up a campfire has never been an issue for him. When he's done, he crouches down in front of the pile of wood, pulls his left sleeve out of the way, and generates a quiet blaze at the palm of his hand. He sets the burning hand on the surrounding wood and increases the output until they have a steady burning campfire, at which point, the fire flickers out of existence and he lets his sleeve drop, stepping back to give her free reign of the space. ]
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Is your hair fire resistant?
[It's kind of a non-sequitur, but she's genuinely curious as she opens the bag of marshmallows.]