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༉˚*ೃ ᵒ⁸. 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘!
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏 𝐎𝐅 four—Tsuyu and Tsubame as victorious heroes, Kirishima and Sero as losing villains—headed back to the surveillance room to receive feedback from All Might, though there were still pieces of severed duct tape wrapped in the strands of Kirishima and Tsubame's hair that would need to be carefully teased out later. Despite the two boys being the defeated side, no hard feelings were swapped. "Man," sighed Kirishima, stretching his arms exasperatedly, "you guys totally made a great team! That just inspires me to train even harder!"
"Your Tape Quirk is so strong, Sero-kun," praised Tsubame with a grin, rubbing at her skin that had been exposed to the sticky material and had left behind light abrasions. "I totally underestimated it, huh?" Had it not been for Tsuyu during their first confrontation, she'd have been captured. They were trudging back up the stairs of the surveillance building.
Laughing, Sero nudged his large elbow into her shoulder. "No way, you tore through it like tissue paper."
Tsubame grinned as she raised her pawed hands, too drained and sore to be bothered deactivating her Quirk. "Only because of these," she announced, and the retractable claws pushed out from her fur, ligaments working to unsheathe them. The long, deadly tiger claws glinted in the crappy fluorescent light.
"Those are scary, Akatsuki-chan," observed Tsuyu with her thoughtful finger pressing by her mouth.
"Hmm... Akatsuki-chan?" Kirishima asked, frowning at her. "Are you injured?"
Frowning too, Tsubame glanced down at herself. "Not other than my hand," she answered with confused furrowed brows. "Are you?" Her eyes immediately scanned him for injuries, hoping she hadn't hurt him.
Kirishima shook his head. She smiled at that, but then he pointed towards her. "You're holding your arms out. They look stiff." Tsubame had hardly even noticed that she had indeed been doing just that.
"Oh," she winced, as her three classmates looked on curiously. "I pushed my Quirk further. Up past my elbow, see?" She pointed one clawed finger at where the fur crept just above her elbow. Though, as she did so, she needed to bend her other arm, and that had her wincing. "I'm not used to that." Suddenly wanting to change the subject and refusing to expose her own weaknesses, Tsubame turned to her teammate. "I was scared I got you with glass, Tsuyu-chan, are you alright?" checked Tsubame, searching for any signs of cuts on the shorter girl's skin. It had been a split-second decision to throw her out of the window.
