Silver Skies // BNHA OC

I Fear That it Involves Riding a Bus

The class started, Midoriya and Yaoyorozu talking at the front about choosing the other class officers. Before they could get too far though, Midoriya suddenly stated that he wanted Iida to be class representative instead of him, blabbing on about the hallway incident. Mikutori tuned him out, not truly caring, glancing over to Todoroki, who was staring at the front just as uninterested as Mikutori was. She smirked a bit at this, but her face faltered as the half-and-half boy suddenly looked over at her.

She abruptly turned back to the front of class, crossing her arms as the very tips of her ears turned pink at being caught staring again. Aizawa agreed with the changing of class rep, and the other students chatted about how amazing Iida had been when he had taken charge, calling him things like "exit sign" and such. Mikutori leaned back into her seat, waiting for the next portion of class to start.

It was almost one o'clock when Aizawa started talking about their next hero training activity.

"Today's training will be a little different," the teacher started. "You'll have three instructors, me, All Might, and another faculty member will be keeping tabs on you."

The class gasped at this, surprised. Mikutori even perked up, wondering who the third teacher would end up being.

Sero, elbow-tape boy, yelled out, asking about what type of training they were going to be doing. Aizawa held up a card with the word 'rescue' on it, and Mikutori's eyes immediately widened, for rescue was not quite her forte. Her quirk was better for distracting villains, so she could get close and take them down while they were seeing their worst fears in front of them. Knowing this, her father made sure to train her in agility as a child, so she could easily jump around like a monkey after having an energy drink. Even after everything, she kept on with the training, becoming incredibly agile and reflexive.

They would be working with natural disaster scenarios, and the class started chattering about it. Mikutori would have to work hard to prove herself, show that she wasn't bad or evil, that she could help people.

Aizawa quieted the class before talking about their attire.

"Guys, I'm not finished talking yet," he said, the class shushed each other. "What you wear in this exercise is completely up to you, I know you're excited about costumes." He pointed a remote over to the wall, clicking it before all the racks popped out. The class became excited, and Mikutori was as well, for she had loved wearing her costume the day prior. She loved being able to wear pants instead of the hideously short skirt their uniform required, and the overall feel and fit of the costume was amazing in her opinion.

"This special training is at an off-campus facility, so we'll be taking a bus to get there."

Mikutori frowned at this, not liking the idea of vehicular transportation. The class all jumped to grab their uniforms, bustling down to the locker rooms to get changed. Mikutori followed, entering the locker room alone and changing in the back while the other girls chatted.

She pulled her compression sleeves on snugly, finishing the costume by placing her goggles atop her head, fixing her long feathers to fluffily flop over to the right side of her head, showing the side-buzz on the left side.

They were excited about going off campus, and so was Mikutori, but the jostling thought of taking a bus sucked most of the fun out of it. She just hoped it wouldn't be that long of a drive, and that her classmates wouldn't try hounding her on the way there. She could only hope.

The class met outside, Mikutori fidgeting next to Todoroki, who was sitting on a bench. He had his left side covered in ice again, this time he left his head exposed, and Mikutori pursed her lips, wondering why he seemed to dislike his left side so much. He always seemed to use his ice-power, and only once his fire, though it was only to melt the building from their urban battle the day before.