Disastrous Training [Class 1B]

It took Miyuki a while to figure out where he was heading. U.A. was a big place; an even bigger place for someone of his... stature. It continued to weigh upon the boy's mind like an annoying gnat that wouldn't go away. His recent run-ins with some of his classmates had only exacerbated that feeling. It wasn't their fault that they were... big, muscular, scary... women. That wasn't important! He was Miyuki Primal, and he was going to show them what he was made of!

Miyuki's stout form shuffled through the doors that led to the Unfuh... Unforse... the U.S.J. Miss Flashfire had mentioned it in the past, and it had sounded unbelievable. Seeing it with his own eyes, Miyuki still found it all unbelievable. Maybe that was what the U was supposed to stand for. It was enormous, and it looked like there were a bunch of different kinds of areas here. Which one would they be using today?

When Miyuki got to the front alongside Umi, he was wearing significantly more clothing than usual. The firefighter's jacket that he usually kept slung over his shoulder (if he brought it with him at all) was tightly fastened to his body, covering him in its protective yellow sheen from the neck down. The size of the jacket meant that it draped over much of his lower body as well, leaving only his hands and feet uncovered. A Support Gear visor covered his head... mostly. The mask portion was loose, partly to allow Miyuki ready access to his breath, partly because the savage nature of his maw kept it from completely clamping shut without turning into a muzzle.

He performed an overly serious salute, standing rigid as a board. "Primal, reporting for duty!" He looked like he was about to rush into a burning building rather than train to be a Hero. Did he even dress himself?

Daichi had honestly considered skipping class today. Disaster training sounded like a lot of work. He was ready to take on some extra effort to become a hero, and probably would have been pumped and ready for something like this maybe a year into it... but it seemed like a pretty big leap for someone who had never even ran before the enterance exam. He wasn't in shape and he wasn't sure how useful his ability would be in a place like this considering he was pretty sure they wouldn't have actual animals in a place meant to be distroyed.

However, he had a suprise visitor sent to him from home to ensure he didn't. Seemed there was a spy for his family somewhere out there as Akuma had forced his way into Daichi's dorm room, barked at him for fifteen about how, "If you want to follow your dream you have to motivated to chase it like a tennis ball through the air," which got him to at least dress himself before plopping back into bed, so when all else failed the massive hound just grabbed him by the back of the jacket and dragged him the entire way to the training ground.

Along the way Ms. Sparrow caught sight of them as did a racoon and stray tabby cat that Daichi often fed. They followed the two and the odd group arrived at the disaster zone only a bit late which was a shock for the lazy and apathetic student that was normally late by a considerable amount. Akuma dragged the omniglot right over to Hiromi and dropped him at her feet with a grin that practically screamed the question, "am I a good boy?" Ms. Sparrow landed on his chest and the racoon and cat trotted over and sat to either side of him. Seemed the animals were taking credit for getting him to class that day... which wasn't a wrong assumption.

Daichi stared up at his teacher for a moment, full black of expression as he debated how to explain himself as to why he was not only slightly late but had to be dragged in by a massive dog and his lackies. Eventually, though, he decided to just roll with it a greet her with a nod and a quiet, "Mm," without even getting off the ground as though everything about this situation was entirely normal.

Hihoshi would be the last to arrive as usual. She went at her own pace to reach this place and was relaxed the entire journey from the moment she left the dorm to her arrival. She noticed the lot of her classmates already present and was quite happy to see each and every one of them.

Disaster training for Hihoshi was nothing new. Back home, she'd have to save folk from a mine collapse at least twice but expanding her catalogue with new venues was a plus. Besides, she wanted to see how the others handled themselves in these varied situations.

She sauntered in at her own pace, announcing her presence with just a casual wave and her tall stature. She shoved her hands in her back pockets then took a moment to look at each locale. Rockslides she could probably do. Moving rocks and large boulders came part and parcel with her home.