[Downtown] One Brief Moment In Time

Mayoi was invited for an outing,  but Speed would be the one to show up. He was decked in his usual hero "speedsuit" with his hair spiked. He'd participate in his usual call and response upon arrival before settling into a booth. He picked a wider table. Sure he was first one there, but he wasn't entirely sure how many people were coming. It was Architect's idea after all. If he recalled, Moonbeam would be showing up as well... someone from school. Would she even remember him? Back then, he was only known for being best buds and a hero team with Strive. It was only the passed couple years that he'd been getting some of the shine he deserves. Maybe it was just nerves... He'd put a brave smile on, and feed himself a sweet sweet cherry danish dusted in confectionary sugar. To help gulp if down, he had a warm cup of joe with plenty cream. He expected it be sweet, but "Too sweet..." He frowned. Maybe he'd go with a breakfast sandwich next. He panned right, and left to make sure no one heard his apparent complaining. Luckily this place, wasn't all that packed. 

"Hey!" With a raised hand, he'd wave to Architect and her side kick. 

Hearing a voice call out from a booth, Architect's head immediately turned to find Mayoi all dressed up in his hero outfit. She was often prone to referring to others by their first names, always wanting to be friends with everyone, but if she remembered correctly, presenting himself as the hero Speed also helped him out mentally. So, if he wanted to be Speed for this little get-together, she'd have to remember to oblige him. "Speed! Hi, hi!" Architect responded back, almost dragging Antinomy over to the table where the other hero was sitting as she slid into the booth almost in an overexcited leaping motion. Antinomy groaned, but as she was shaking her head she still couldn't help but crack a smile at the enthusiasm, turning her attention to the freshly-arrived Moonbeam and Mothcoat and giving a light wave as well as an acknowledging nod towards the other sidekick in particular. "I'm here on business, so if you need me, just say something." That was all the mint-haired girl would comment before sliding into the booth directly behind Architect, sitting back to back with her co-worker as she set down her laptop, pulled out a wireless mouse from her pocket, and connected to the public wi-fi. The location didn't matter as long as she had access, so this cafe would work just fine.

Architect chuckled at Moonbeam's quip. "They don't have to be late, though! Come on, join us~" It was clear that the #3 hero was excited, possibly more than she usually was. Days like these where Architect didn't have much in the way of responsibilities were a rarity, accompanying Antimony was mostly just an excuse for it to have at least some productive purpose. It was at this point where she noticed that Speed already had an empty dish and a cup. "Aww, you already got something? We haven't been keeping you waiting that long, right? I bet it was good!" Despite not living in Tokyo, Architect had been the one to recommend this particular cafe. Her tastes hadn't particularly evolved much since her teenager years, so whenever she found a place she liked, she tended to just keep coming back rather than finding new locations. The menu wasn't super large, just laminated over one single front and back side, but she pulled a couple of them out from the stand on the wall and slid one over to the edge of the table, inviting Moonbeam to sit down.

The appearance of Architect was humbling to be sure yet the hero knew she stood on equal ground same as the rest. Despite rank by the masses, they all were ready to push down villains wherever they rear their ugly heads. She looked brimming with confidence if her smile was any indicator. She joined them at the table sitting by crossing her legs, linking her fingers together, and letting her hands settle on her abdomen. She returned the nod to Speed while Mothcoat ambledup to take a seat, feeling no pressure whatsoever from being in the presence of greatness.

Moonbeam looked to Speed then to the waitress as if analyzing what his thoughts might be. She was certainly good at it to some degree but she didn't need to be a mind-reader to know the thoughts of an old friend. Mothcoat noticed as well, pushing it aside in his thoughts and acknowledging Architect and her own plus one.

"No need to force yourself."said Moonbeam to Speed, "you're much too nervous. This is a time to relax and catch up. I'll start it off, so you don't have to, by saying my agency is doing rather well for itself. Mothcoat is the youngest here but his talents are enough to qualify him a top spot in the near future." She said as much with her chest thrust out and touched her shades. She was certainly proud. The aforementioned hero shrugged.

"I just do my job; same as anyone else." he said plainly, playing it as cool as could be. "My quirk is just effective at detainment is all." He didn't seem to enjoy being praised and acted very casual about it. But only Moonbeam could see that very small hint of a smirk playing on the corner of his mouth...and he knew it...and he cast a brief glare her way with a small sigh.

Mayoi seized at Moonbeam's comment. Of course she'd notice his tension. In a way it was his greatest asset, as well as his weakness. Luckily she opened the floor. "Speed, though if you're comfortable you can call me Mayoi, or Ma-kun." He'd introduce himself to both sidekicks. It was supposed to be a meeting of old friends, and yet both of them brought a tag along. Both of their sidekicks seemed a bit uninterested in attending, which actually was comforting for some reason. The homebody that lived deep in his core, couldn't help but sympathize. On the waitress' second round to address the group, Mayoi would grab another plate. This one was more of a stock pile. Eggs, bacon, sausage, american style biscuits, and pancakes. Why not, he needed the fuel if he were to go patrol after this anyway. 

" Well, there been some weird stuff going on if we're talking Tokyo. But when isn't there weird stuff going on in Tokyo. As far as I'm concerned, if we're all fit, alive and healthy, I'm happy. I think the biggest catching up, is me climbing that ranking ladder." While being a hero team with the number 1 hero was nothing to sneeze at, he couldn't help but feel like he was a late bloomer for their generation of heroes. They were considered the golden era right now, hailing right behind the silver age heroes like Aeronaut and Nocturne.  He needed to truly test his metal... He was hungry for success! More importantly, he'd dial down his own ego to focus on the people in front of him. "Anything juicy you wanna tell me in front of your juniors?" He'd unleash a devilish grin. 

"Ahaha, do I count as one of the juniors too, Ma-kun?" Architect giggled, pointing at him accusingly with a devilish glint in her eyes. She was one of the younger pro heroes, especially among those in the top ten. "Or one the seniors, if you care more about the rankings?" Leaning back, she gave a nod of affirmation. "Dealing with weird stuff is basically our job description though, isn't it, yeah? Sometimes it's kinda interesting seeing all the new stuff the bad guys are cooking up. Doesn't stop me from smashing them all though! " Architect shot a couple of enthusiastic air punches, nearly toppling over her drink in the process. "But yeah, Yokohama's been fairly routine lately. Pretty popular place to start trouble, but all the smarter villains know that's my turf, so it's just mostly been some run of the mill problems, nothing fancyyyyy~" She let out a sigh, but while it could seem like she was disappointed, it was a sigh of relief. After all, no news was good news. "Part of me worries that roaming around to seek out the big baddies and take 'em down might open up Yokohama to some timely opportunists that are probably lying in wait, but if the world needs my help, I'm sure as hell gonna be there. Galatea can definitely handle the level of problems we've had to deal with lately," Architect mused, taking another sip of her drink.

Ah, if only those words were still true. Mayoi's wish for the days of yore when villains knew their place and cowered at the mere mention of a heroes' name made Chisako think of an old hero while she sampled the spread daintily. She gave pause as she reflected. Architect's aplomb and words let Chisako see the ghost of an old hero almost mimicking her movements. She never knew the aforementioned hero personally but archival footage of him existed far and wide as a very early hero. Near one of the first. Cosmofist. There was a hero who knew how to dole out justice. Whose named struck terror in the hearts of criminals.

Mothcoat took notice in Moonbeam's posture, the corner of his mouth slightly curling into a smirk. That was her thinking-of-days-past face. And it was no surprise who she was thinking of. It could only be a handful of heroes he knew she admired but one in particular had a more prominent gravitas for the current conversation.

"Cosmofist was a great one, wasn't he?" she would suddenly state out of the blue, resting the utensils on the table free from her grasp. "No villain in this day and age would be doing the things they are if they knew he was still around. Yet today there are still those, much like us here, who exude the same level of confidence he did. Not to mention determination. Dedication. Duty. Justice. The same things of his that made corruption think twice about rearing their ugly heads. Yet...they do no relent. Sometimes..." she looks up, perplexity lining her eyes. "...I wonder if the name of hero is something they find as a challenge...or a joke to progress their schemes..."

Mayoi folded his arms. Answering Chisako first, he- "They take us for a joke..." He would take a moment to address what Yukari had said. "Not at all, all heroes were vigilantes at one point. When organized crime hit bad, those looking to do good organized to combat them... and that's where the Hero Commission came in. There was order back then among those who made major moves with their powers. Now it seems like there are more wild cards than ever... that's just the new norm we need to accept. It's fine because hero culture doesn't stay the same either " He'd finished his plate in a final few gulps. His eyebrow raised when she mentioned UA students. That's right, she hadn't gone so of course she'd make such blind statements. She thought some UA students could become villains. Anybody could become a villain... That's -

"HA! It doesn't matter where you start, some people are just rotten. Villains exist to be crushed and thrown in jail. If we're lucky, they can learn and grow into better people. That's all there is to it. " He'd just blurt out his ideaology on villains. He'd leaned back to think about his time as a student.  "Compared to now, I'd say these new kids have a cake walk. They have so much help now... we had to work hard to be considered great. Nowadays, I can't even tell you who the top student is. Hell, I've picked most of my incoming agency members from Shiketsu." He admitted with a shrug. "School back then was a bit of a drag. I have nothing but complaints" That wasn't true. These were his fondest memories. He smiled big while bad-mouthing the school, "Top to bottom, they thought of us as the next coming. The media plastered us everywhere as the Golden Era to follow up behind the Silver age heroes. Talk about pressure..." To be fair, they were doing exactly that until the recent uptick in villainy. 

"It was... you know... We still had time to be kids though. Yeah it was a hero school, but it was still high school. Popping zits, and the woes of puberty, all that fun stuff." He vividly remembered being turned down mulitple times to the final dance as seniors. He'd spent that time in the training center beating the tar out of dummies. Chisako, like Benji, was always pretty popular. "How was it for you, Chisako?"