#talkingic

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Long Nights

The previous night had been rather eventful and particularly aggressive in nature. What had started out as trying to stop a bar fight ended up as an all out brawl that she got caught in the middle of, with the last thing she remembered was seeing someone else show up on the scene to assist, just before she passed out.

Now Midnight would awaken to the sweet smell of baked goods and paper. The bed was unfamiliar and large, the room itself lined from wall to wall with books ranging from high fantasy, to Scifi, to romance, and there were several shelves devoted to academics to boot. At a glance it almost looked like the room of a particularly gifted student in some regards. But if the smell were to lead her on, it would not be hard to find its source.

A very tall girl taking a tray of cookies out of the oven just down the hall from the room she’d just left. Long messy black hair was the first trait Midnight could notice before one of the girl’s ears twitched at the sound of someone moving, and she jumped a bit and spun around, nearly dropping the tray in the process, nearly.

“Ahh... Good to see you up and moving... Uhh, when i can’t sleep i cook.” She wasn’t really sure why she was explaining herself, but it just felt more awkward if she didn’t “I couldn’t really sleep all that well while I was waiting to see if you recovered... want a cookie?” She just gestured, holding the now slightly cooled tray forward.

@nemurismiles

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Gladiola stood currently alone in the fairly sizable green house, water dripping idly out of the head of her watering can as she carefully drifted it over a few freshly bloomed flowers. She’d sent the invite out to the other UA Teachers and staff, calling for them to gather to have a sort of casual conference over an indoor picnic on this cold day, to just chat and talk about their various students and how they were doing. But thus far the turnout was not what she’d desired.

After all, she was there alone currently.

And she understood why, this was a rare day with no proper conferences, no school attacks, no major student acts or meetings. They all probably went home early, or those that were proper heroes went ahead and started their hero work. She really should have expected that outcome... Oh well, at least she had her plants, and the lunch that she’d gotten LunchRush to help her with, using a lot of fresh ingredients from the Garden itself! Way more food than one person could eat, but she could figure something out for the rest of it.

While she was lost in thought, she didn’t even hear the door to the Garden open and close off to her side.

@yagismiles

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First Day.

It had already been nearly a month since her parents picked up all their family roots and moved the three of them to Japan to pursue their careers in material engineering. It was honestly kind of hard to believe it was all just gone, the house she’d known all her life, the few friends she’d manage to make and keep through grade and middle school, all gone with a single sentence and plane ride... She should have been more upset about that, but it hadn’t really set in yet, and to be honest? She was excited for the chance to be in a place where no one knew her.

Subways were still the same though, but somehow even more crowded with student and workers alike heading towards their daily schedules. Olivia idly glanced around, just listening to the voices around her and letting her brain filter the unfamiliar sounds through her last month’s worth of learning, piecing together sounds into words, words into sentences, and sentences into conversations. It was very important that she hammer her understanding of this language into her head so that when she eventually made it to the pro-leagues, she wouldn’t just be a clueless woman wondering what those around her were saying. 

It was while she was looking around that something caught her eye, a face she recognized? She’d seen a lot of faces already, but none had stood out as familiar to her until just now, because how could they? She’d literally only lived her a month! Still, there was something about the girl she was looking at that seemed familiar, and she was also wearing a UA Uniform? “H-Hello..?” Olivia carefully moved her way around a few students into the small clearing in the train the other girl was standing near, and announced herself to the slightly shorter girl. “I feel like.. I’ve seen you.. before.. UA?” She knew she had to sound dumb practically sounding every word out as she spoke, but that was the only way she knew how to do it.

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She really didn’t know why she was bothering with this. Valentines was just around the corner, and with it came her birthday, and for some reason rather than just let her enjoy it alone, like they did almost every year, her parents were making her attend the UA’s gathering and dance for the holiday? She didn’t even know why they could ever possibly think that was a good idea, she didn’t really even know anyone yet! It was just going to be sad and she couldn’t even be sad where no one could see her...

Well, not like it mattered, it was already decided for her. Her mother had even given her several large bolts of the fabric that Olivia’s hero outfit was made of, a special mix of tungston and carbon fibers, as well as a few high heat resistant polymers that were all carefully woven together to make something that was both comfortable, and nigh thermal resistant. Which was important for a lot of her clothes to be made of out, given her Quirk’s habit of setting normal cloth on fire. Still though, the stuff weighed many, many times more than normal cloth, and she was having to carry it around.

Luckily she knew where she was going at least, Mode Sensei’s office in the support department. Once she found the door she just tapped it a few times with the end of the roll she had over her shoulders to act like a knock. 

“Mode Sensei... are you in..?” And still, she was having issues with translating to, and thus speaking in, Japanese, so her words were still slow and careful in how she picked them. It made her sound dumb, but at least it let her speak.

@modeinthemiddle

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(Art by the amazing Ara! found over on-> https://twitter.com/pasteldeity )

One of Olivia’s favorite pass times, eating! Her quirk uses a huge amount of energy to create Plasma, and when she can’t absorb sunlight, it draws power directly from her body, so she has to have a lot of it!

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(Artwork by the amazing @occultistarts Check them out and commission them!)

“...You have to love when you want to keep to a strict diet, but your Quirk seems to think your stomach is free real estate that needs to be filled. An apple’s not even the worst of it, this thing eats my pens and pencils while I’m using them constantly!”