Even better than I was last year [2b only]

Maria looked at her overzealously excited classmate and sighed as she prepared for the tests ahead. Due to Maya's flexibility she knew for a fact that there were some tests she might excel at over Maria who didn't have any means to physically exert herself, her mother hardened her for such things for a reason. She would give this her all, knowing that someone might share the information to either her trainer or family. "There's only 2 of us in the class so let's go. Everyone else either was dragged out or left." Maria said as she crossed her arms, waiting for this thing to kick off.

Maya grabbed hold of the ball with one hand, refocusing her internal mass the same way she developed her Pile Bunker move as she prepared to throw the ball. All of her body's mechanical strength into a baseball like pitch. She adjusted her stance, dug her feet into the ground and took in a deep breath as she aimed high. Maya's body jerked with every movement like a machine, taking the phrase min-maxing to a high degree. Once her stance was ready, both her legs, back and throwing arm briefly bulged larger. Her face was that of intense concentration as she then stepped into her throw, using as much force as her body could possibly muster. "Pile... uh... shot!?" She cried out, throwing the ball away from her into the air as her body rippled like a bowl of gelatin from the recoil.

Now now, these girls were WORKING. Brine jotted down what he saw as he slowly walked along. The robots would raise their hands and exclaim the result for each student.

That Pile shot, it took the ball quite some time to land. "290 meters!" The radar robo exclaimed. 

Next up it took heed of Maya's fastball. "Oooooh. 130 meters!"


Brine nodded before presenting the very next test. There would be just a bit of rest time in between exercises, but not so much that they would completely catch their breath. This was the only downside of a smaller class. Bigger classes often had to wait for every last person to go. Here? Not so much. 

Brine-"Now you've got a minute and a half to take as many side steps as you can. After this, is a bit of a surprise. I wanted to save it, but I think you'll both do just fine. After this, we'll have you do a 50m swim. It's not often you'll face aquatic combat, but this swim should give me what I need to know. " As he spoked the robos adjusted and gathered to measure their progress for the next assessments. 

Tomatsu had been waiting outside for a bit. The Apprehension Test. It worried him greatly how he was going to do this. For the short time he was in class 1B last year, he had managed to avoid revealing too much about his quirk, stating simply that he could make people sick. Yet now it was time for him to show what his quirk actually was. He felt anxious. Worse than that, he felt sick. He had been puking in the men's restroom for a bit now, emptying what little he already had out. He was seriously considering to just excuse himself and head back to the Dorm.... Until he noticed his wrist. On it was smeared ink, a plan that Serena had made for him on his boot camp with her. Basically, it was thanks to her that he had improved his body as much as he had now over a short time. Now this time he couldn't chicken out. It'd not only be an insult to himself and his dream, but her as well.... one he'd likely suffer if she found out he had skipped the Apprehension Test.
"Man....." Tomatsu groaned, before wiping his mouth with some paper towels, and finally flushing his anxiety away.

Finally arriving, he realized he was a fair bit late. Approaching the person who seemed to be in charge of the test, he approached, "Sorry for being late. I wasn't feeling too well, but I'm okay now... Just... What do I need to do?"

Tomatsu was introduced to Dr.Brine, the nurse and test proctor. When he was told of the test and what it entailed, he realized he'd need a minute, before he approached the first test. Coordination.... He knew he couldn't throw the ball that well.... but now he was allowed to use his quirk. He stared at the ball for a moment in his hand, before a thought occurred to him. How could he use his quirk with it? Suddenly he closed his eyes..... it was easier to ignore them if he did.... What's more with everyone focusing on their own things, maybe.... just maybe he could keep his quirk under wraps... literally if his current idea worked.

A few moments later, spiders began to approach and climb Tomatsu. A stupid amount honestly, probably closer to 30 or 40 of them. All different species too, from wolf spiders, to orb weavers, and even jumping spiders. They crawled over the ball in his hand, spinning threads in a way that they almost cocooned it, though they left a set of strands lying to the side. Tomatsu would gather these errant strands... before he was suddenly holding onto the ball with a spider silk sling. It was crudely made, but something like this could improve his throw, even if only a little. He knew it wouldn't hold up well, but he could try.....

Taking the thick rope of spider silk, he began to swing the ball around, faster, faster! He needed to do something other than feel this sickness of anxiety. He just needed to-

Unforuntately, he barely got a chance to focus, when the threads of the spiders began to stretch to their limits, before the poorly made sling snapped and broke, firing the ball a bit of a higher angle than Tomatsu had wanted. The ball flying high as it did so. "Oops.... Okay... Note to self, maybe learn to make a sling first....." Tomatsu said, now turning beet red under his brown mop hair. He quickly moved on, shifting to the next test.

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The next test was side steps. This he was a bit more confident in. Movement had been something he had trained well with Serena in. Of course, he'd spot Maria beginning her test for side steps, and suddenly felt inadequate. "Oh great....." He groaned, slouching as he felt the knot in his stomach form again. "Alright.... Think! How can I...." He realized he was still covered in spiders, as he felt a touch on his hand. "EEE!" He chirped, shaking the spiders off quickly, making them jump off on threads and scatter. Controlling the swarm was easy if he had a task, but how could a swarm help him in side stepping quickly? He considered it. Maybe pushing him? No, he'd need a massive swarm. He figured that worse came to worse, he'd just need to continue working with Serena in her boot camp.... A hellish thought, but he hoped the training would help him perform as well as he could.

"Spread your stance, relax.... and...." He closed his eyes as he got into position, talking to himself as he recalled the exercises he had practiced. Tensing his left calf and thigh, he pushed to the right, before bracing his right leg for the impact. Following it up, he used the bend of his right leg from the first side step as a spring, before side stepping to the left, performing the same practice over and over, moving as quickly as he could. It wasn't just his legs that he was using though. He was... he was weaving! Almost like he was dodging someone that was taking swings at him, and that's honestly how Tomatsu had been forced to view his exercises in that term. Serena had made sure that if he couldn't block or fight back he could at least avoid getting hit, as he moved almost purely on instinct as he basically dodged shadow boxes of Serena's swings, stepping left, right, left right, left, right, left, right, left, right! He leaned his body one way then the other, keeping himself at a pace, as he breathed in and out, trying to avoid feeling sick as best as he could by focusing on the shadow of his sparring partner in his mind!

Before he realized it, he was huffing, as he slowed down, not realizing that his time had already ran out when he felt his legs burn a bit. "Uh....Haff... Haff.. Haff.... How did I do?" He asked, a bit sweaty now that he had snapped out of his trance.

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Then there was the 50 meter Swim.  Tomatsu changed his clothes to better fit the requirement, stepping up in his swimming trunks.  He still had bandages wrapped around his upper body, but he looked at them and was a bit tense.  He.... He had always worn these, yet in his home town when he swam in the rivers and such he was only doing so with his family, so he didn't wear them.. but he knew that they would only slow him down here!  He grumbled, before deciding to finally unbind himself, exposing his upper body for once, as his face turned red and his expression turned to one of looking like he was extremely embarrassed.  He didn't look all that bad honestly.  Average for most people, but it was clear he was beginning to develop a lean and flexible body, as he had far less fat, but more than that he had the faint outline of abs now.  Nothing impressive like a six pack, but it was the potential to be something more.  Looking at the pool, he considered how he could use his quirk.  This might be the same thing as with the side steps, being something he had to do himself.  It wasn't like water insects could live in a chlorinated pool.  It wasn't until he remembered something that he came up with a new idea.... The swimming classes used skin caps to reduce water resistance... plus flippers could be used.... The idea came again, as he brought more spiders out, as they began to wrap around his body.  It was hard to focus honestly.  The thin legs, the odd feeling of spider silk as they cocooned around his head, in between his fingers, and his toes.  Each of these made Tomatsu realize that this was probably redundant.  He didn't even know if spider webs would dissolve in water, but he had to try!    

By the time the swarm of spiders had done their work, Tomatsu was indeed looking more like a mummy than he had previously with his original bandages.  He worried that the threads would drag him down since the bindings weren't perfect... plus this was going to be a pain in the ass to get out of his hair....  He was at least glad he hadn't made it all sticky and what not.  Squaring up, he waited for his signal to go, and then leapt into the water, using the block to get as far as he could by pushing off of it!  Performing the Front crawl, kicking his feet furiously, as he lifted one arm over his head and taking a breath while he head was above water he dove that raised arm, pushing him along, and using the "webbed" spider web hands to push more water and propel him forward.... unfortunately, chlorine was not something spider silk could withstand by itself.  If it was coated with the sticky fluid of spiders, the webs might have lasted longer, but by the time that Tomatsu was finishing his first lap, he grabbed the far ledge, before realizing that he had no spider silk on his hand at all.  Gritting his teeth, he didn't have time, as he twisted in the water, and pushed off the far ledge, taking a deep breath as his muscles from dodging and side stepping proved to be more effective in giving him what he needed.  He stayed under the water for a bit longer, waving his feet in unison to try and gain more distance before rising up and continuing the front crawl way of swimming, almost wind milling his way forward.  It wasn't the most graceful or efficient method of swimming, but his time on return was faster than his time on start.  Pulling himself up, he grabbed at whatever was left of the webs, which honestly wasn't much.  The fibers really didn't stand a chance against cleaning agents.  Looking at Dr.Brine, he asked, "How did I do?" breathing a bit heavily, but still seemingly ready for the next round of tests.