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daiten simply raises a hand in a small wave, uttering a simple hello to greet the celestial. such an abnormal experience gotten used to throughout the times she’s been near the two ; sticks close to teqi as they’re suddenly teleported, seeming nervous yet still resisting the faint urge to grab hold of teqis or manches arm ( as if when she’d fall somehow, she’d take them down with her ; a luxury she didn’t have when she’d been warped by kurogiri mere months before. )
teleportation barely gives her the time she would need to prepare herself for the gravity of the planet. knee’s almost buckling at the sudden weight, daiten inwardly thanks the training she went through to push her to even be able to stand when on the destroyers personal planet.
attention stolen by manche once more, daiten pauses —— unsure of how to describe the feeling she’d felt during the tournament. ” it’s kind of hard to explain ? it hurt a bit, but that might’ve been just my quirk. the energy itself was kinda really hard to keep control of ”
Hm... Manche didn’t expect more or less out of her. It was a big step her body could even handle that type of power without breaking down. But he could assume she had practice. He shut his eyes in thought, digits placed on his chin, finally saying something after a few moments.
❝Well, if there is going to be another tournament in the near future, you’ve gotta learn how to use that power longer, or at least better then that other guy.❞ The thing was, Toppo had years of experience compared to the younger girl... He might just have to siphon belmod out of his secrets. But for now, he would focus on bettering her his way.
❝Well, since you can’t activate it at whim, I’m gonna have to force the power out of you.❞ And just like that, the air shifted, but he stayed in the same lack position he’s always had.
❝So, come at me!❞
