The Green Valley Twins

Tanith, serpent lady

Inko raced as fast as she could through the streets, her eyes locking in on distant metal objects and using her quirk to pull herself towards them. Halfway to the ocean side, as she was slowly trying to gain height, she felt something shift in the air. A familiar feeling that was almost all instinct and no thought process. She barreled down into an alleyway and crumpled into a large dumpster.

Just in the nick of time.

An explosion rendered the buildings into rubble, blood filled the air and the earth turned in on itself. Braced inside the dumpster, Inko allowed her body to be braced against the bags if trash as the dumpster rolled with the explosion. Inko closed her eyes and concentrated, using the energy, the kinetic force around her, to keep her dumpster from being buried. Using her quirk like this took concentration and the inability to move, centrifugal force was difficult to use even when she was at her most powerful. Right now she was in her 'curse week' so controlling her power on this level was extremely difficult. It was only when her dumpster stopped moving and she couldn't feel anymore turnings in the energy around her, that Inko carefully removed herself from the dumpster. She found herself in a pit, the sky looked distant from her vantage point, streaming in from a hole barely larger than her palm.

"Inko-chan!" She looked around the pit, wondering where the voice was coming from. "Damn it! Och! Inko-chan don't move!" Various sounds of stumbling, curses and something sticky slapping against stone. Before long a thick glob of white goo spalled down beside her.

"Inko-chan!" Several more globs of the goo collided around her, looking up she spotted a female figure sliding down the goo towards her. "Inko-Chan! It's me! Don't freak out!"

"Scarlett widow?" Inko asked, crossing her arms as the female hero landed before her. The female hero looked more like a human-spider-hybrid than anything else. All dressed in thick black leather and red pouches containing her infamous medical ointment.

"Well, you know me as Miho," the female removed her mask to reveal her face. "Mikuko-san told me you were coming. Good thing I keep this with me now days." Miho twisted and pulled the large case off her back and twisted it around to lay it before Inko. "I seriously hope this thing fits like it's supposed to. Getting your measurements in secret was pretty damn hard. And figuring out the limits of your quirk is impossible because you won't talk about it." Miho opened the case revealing a thick scaled cloth the color of newly shined copper. Inko could feel the density of the scales, each shaped with tungsten and given high grade paint, the cloth would be heavy based on the tungsten foundation but add on the long-lasting paint and... Inko didn't know if she could move with that much weight on her. The scales were barely two inches long and half inch wide, weighing not quite two-pounds per scale—and there hundreds of scales.

"If anyone asks, your name is Tanith." Miho pulled up the cloth and held it up to Inko, making the other woman balk at her in surprise. "There's a pair of wings and the scales on the arms are detachable." Inko grabbed the garment and slung across her shoulders, amazement filled her as the cloth felt as light as rain. The scales were sown in place with metallic thread, military grade even, and the silk beneath the scales had the same density as the spiderwebs outside her bedroom window. As the suit slipped across her skin, she could feel were the silk was double layered, folded over itself like a mimicry of her skeleton structure. She rolled her shoulders and the wings Miho told her about fluttered, unfolding sweeping out behind her like a thick cloak. The gauntlet-gloves Miho strapped on were the same as the suit, made of tungsten and yet deceptively light. The claws shinned wickedly in the light that reached them, like newly forged katana blades. Right away she could detect which scales were detachable and which scales were to remain, the scales over her arteries were double layered and triple secured. Inko twisted and looked down at her legs, she could feel a peculiar weight on her lower back but it wasn't until she looked that she realized it was a tail. The suit had wings, a tail, gauntlets, and boots that mimicked lion paws. The tail was long and thin, no thicker then her own legs and as longa she was tall, a thick layer of larger scales raced along the edge only to end in five wicked daggers. She flexed the muscles of her rear and watched as the tail shifted moved, the daggers on the end of her tail shifted and moved like pinchers. As her muscles flexed and the tail swished back and forth, she felt that she could remove the blades like she could remove the scales on her arms.

"How did you make this?" Inko asked, turning back to Miho as she forced the last strap down in place.

"After that night you told us your past, I reached out to an old inventor friend if mine." Miho answered as she moved back to the case. "Just so you know, it took him two and half years total to create this." Meaning she's been lugging it around for the past six months. That explains her random decision to go back into hero work.

"Why did you do this?"

"This helmet is connected to mine," Miho grabbed the object as she tinkered with something inside. "Just say you wanna call 'Scar'."

"Why?"

"you'll get patched through to me."

"Why?"

"Just remember not use real names over the line, we still don't know if it can be hacked--"

"Miho-chan, why?" Inko bent slightly, peering up into the red head's hazel eyes.

"Your ex," Miho answered with a heavy sigh, "and your twins." She held out the mask to Inko, it was fairly simple in design. It had a large sloping forehead, thick black lenses with rotating scarlet-hued irises, sturdy spikes curling back from its long snout like decorative swirls. As she took the helmet and Miho quickly pulled all her hair up into a quick and messy bun, even going so far as to use her own quirk to keep it in place.