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Post by Bixir on Apr 30, 2023 2:00:59 GMT
"And... twenty!"
The training room was filled with a massive groan, followed by the splitting noise of metal against metal. The weight clunked into place, back on the resting position. the bar was large, nearly as large as the person that had been lifting it. The weights attached to it were larger still. They made it look more like a car, or even a truck, and much heavier than either of those. They sat upright, but only just. They were breathing heavily, and it would take a minute for their arms to start feeling sore. With these movements, their body clinked and clanked, given that it was covered in a huge suit of armor. It resembled a old-timey European knight. Anyone that knew the more notable U.A. students knew who this was. In their first year, they wouldn't have been able to lift this even once. Now they were just breaking a sweat.
Emily sat up, looking around at the rest of the gym while she caught her breath. She was... strong. Really strong. She looked down at her right fist as she excitedly clenched it. Maybe Gramps was onto something!
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Post by MisterMau on Apr 30, 2023 14:27:20 GMT
Han had been in thr gym for a little while, arriving to see the armored individual pumping an impressive amount of iron on the bench. UA had no shortage of impressive individuals, it felt very much like the right place for him, an equally impressive individual. For the most part he had been doing light workouts so far; crunches, pushups, pull ups, the classics. Weights were more for quirk training, as it seemed the armored...girl(?) was doing.
Today he was in a pair of red shorts, with black running shoes, and a cutoff black tee depicting his father flexing across the chest. The golden haired boy finished up his sit-up reps and kicked his legs up while pushing off the ground with his hands, doing a kip up and landing on his feet "impressive work, I don't think I could even match that myself" Han strutted over to the bench and stood with his hands on his hips I'm Han, just transferred from Jiangsu in China, class 1B"
Han looked the armored figure up and down, still trying to figure them out a bit "this armor...is it your quirk, or just a part of your strength training? You must be a beast under there, maybe even enough of a challenge for a spar with me. I've been looking for a good sparring partner"
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Post by Bixir on Jul 29, 2023 7:53:58 GMT
It was impossible to miss the boy walking up to her, nor the confidence with which he spoke. Emily hadn't seen him before, but she was definitely going to recognize him in the future. She flexes her arm more sharply. Han couldn't see it, but she was grinning something fierce.
"Thanks! It's a pleasure to meet ya, Han! I'm Emily."
Though Emily's voice was significantly muffled under her Bulwark, there was no mistaking the girl's British accent. Her gaze followed Han's as he rather unsubtly sized her up. He was... small, for a boy. Emily tilted her helmeted head in kind and rested her bulky metal arms on her lap. Though Emily's face was hidden, the body language was coy at best.
"You talk some chuff for 1-B. Care to put my "training" to the test?"
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Post by MisterMau on Jan 30, 2024 20:18:03 GMT
"Likewise, Emily. It is a pleasure to be met" laughing lightly at his own joke.
"it Sounds like neither of us is a local. Do I hear a western accent under there?" Han's smirk was unflappable, and if anything...there was a rise in the excited air around him, his tail moved a bit quicker, his energy shifted in a very noticeable way at the idea of putting anything to the test "I think my biggest flaw is not being able to turn down a challenge. I accept, Emily" Han uncrossed his arms, making a fist with one hand and placing it against the flat of his other, giving a polite bow to the armored opponent. Han raised from the bow and grinned wildly, looking much like the monkey he took after "what are the terms?"
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