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[eraserdad]

Alright, I won't waste anyone's time with pointless questions about how or why we got here, but there are a couple of things I'm looking for information about:

1. How many minors and noncombatants are aboard this station? Note, these are separate categories. I don't care how powerful or skilled you are; if you're under twenty, I consider you a member of the former.

2. It'll be helpful for us to have an idea of each other's Quirks. I'm not under the illusion that all of us have reason to trust each other or cooperate, but presumably none of us want to be here, so. If you're willing to provide information on any abilities you might have that could be considered "supernatural" in any way, I intend to compile it for our collective use.

Comments

[eraserdad]

[uh]

Right. Show me at your convenience, then.

[He's thinking he needs to see this Quirk to actually understand how it works.]

[floriographys]

I suppose if you could come down to the gym, I'll let you see what I mean. I've really got nothing better to do, and could probably use a treadmill jog for a bit...

[eraserdad]

Where can I find that?

[Sure, he could go looking for it, but. It's more efficient to just be told.]

[floriographys]

Oh, sorry

[Right, this guy was new.]

Fourth deck! It should be pretty easy to find. I live on the fourth deck, so I'll already be there.

to action?

[eraserdad]

Hm, so do I.

[That was convenient.]

I'll see you shortly, then.

to action!

[floriographys]

See you then!

[So... he supposed he could just get down to the door to the gym and stand outside of it, and make sure he looked like he was waiting. Jun stood by the door, looking down the hall and hoping to see someone, though he had no idea what this person must look like. Either way, he stood with impeccable posture, his hands folded in front of him, despite the terrible jumpsuit.]

[eraserdad]

[He's not sure exactly where on the fourth deck this gym is, but luckily it's not too much area to search. Eventually he comes upon it, with a young man standing outside looking like he's waiting for someone.]

Kurosu?

[floriographys]

Ah! Yes.

[Jun bows politely then. He was dressed in a terrible frumpy jumpsuit but that was no excuse for poor manners.]

You are Aizawa then. I... I mean honestly I don't think I need a lot of room, but just in case.

[He's not sure if he should allow the guy to go in first or if he should go, and so he stands awkwardly at the door and eventually just deigns to hold it open for the guy.]

After you?

[eraserdad]

[He nods in acknowledgment, though he doesn't bow in return because he's uh. Not as polite, honestly??? He doesn't care that much about manners in general except for when he Has to. Like, U.A. having a catastrophic PR-disaster incident and needing to save face for the school and to some extent the entire institution of Heroes in general. He really, really Has to to bother.]

That's me.

[And though he doesn't care much for manners, once he's through he does keep one hand on the door for Kurosu to come in after him.]

So, how does this work?