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Karma still wasn't saying anything. Then she sucked in a deep and shaky breath. She moved the hair out of her eyes and looked at him. "Didn't ya know blood is kinda my thing?" She scoffed. Her attitude changed a huge one eighty. To most it was fascinating how she can change her mood so quickly and easily. But to the redhead, it came naturally. She then acted as if she was going to lick the blood off her cheek, her tongue was long but not that long. She then broke out into laughter and pulled herself away from him, holding her stomach. "We're both idiots." She chuckled out and covered her mouth as she laughed. She then quickly calmed herself and huffed before pushing herself to her feet. "Don't cry, it's going to make this awkward" she complained as she looked away from him, her cheeks a slight rosy color. "C'mon, let's get to my dorm room. I need a shower and now so do you" she put her hands on her hips as she then finally looked down at him with a raised brow.

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After this Takeshi was definitely going to need to have a good cry later. He kept focusing on the moment to keep those feelings in the bottom of his heart but whenever he reminded himself of that days events it felt like he was getting punched in the gut. Takeshi sniffled loudly and rubbed at his eyes with the bottom of his hands, doing his best to suck it up. Karma's laughter made it easy on him to do that though as it pulled a laugh in return out of Takeshi. It started off weak but the more Karma talked the more Takeshi laughed, shaking his head side to side. This day was just. . .really stressful. Takeshi pulled himself off the ground, rubbed at his glowing emerald eyes once more and then glanced at Karma. He perked an eyebrow up, gave her a cheeky grin and said "Blood red is totally your color." Takeshi then pointed towards a towering building, akin to an apartment complex and then nodded towards it for Karma to follow him to it. The two were close to a couple dozen yards away from the building an outside of it, standing by the gate, was Takeshi battle-suit with a change of clothes for him in one hand and two ID cards in the other.

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"Why do you think I chose this outfit?" Karma shot back with a giggle. She followed his finger and stared at the complex curiously. But she followed suit and walked besides him, her eyes flickering around. She was memorizing the path from where they started to the apartment complex so she at least knew one path. The redhead hummed quietly as they walked but once her amber gaze fell upon his suit, she made a face, still not taking a liking to it. She got a bit closer to the gate, eyeing it. She then turned and walked back to Takeshi's side. She looked at his battle suit and saw the ID cards.

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Takeshi blinked at Karma a bit perplexed. Was the reason really just because Karma liked the color of blood?? Maybe Takeshi had assumed too much. . .but if that was the case. He had thought that she wore that so that the enemy wouldn't see her bleed while still being fashionable. But honestly it was a bit hard for Takeshi to tell if Karma was being honest, being witty, or both. Either way, perhaps what Karma said was true; planning wasn't really her a thing. Ah! But if the U.A. workshop made that then it could be that they gave it both fashion an practicality! Takeshi could only hope there was more of a reason for her costumes design out of fashion. At least the internal confusion opened the path up for him to start considering what sort of costumes he could start making for Karma. Although the likelihood of Karma being quite vocal about any discontent she might have towards his designs did make Takeshi ever so slightly nervous. Karma seemed like she could get scary if she wanted to. . .

When Karma walked away from the gate one the two had approached the student housing Takeshi waved a lazy hand in response. "Right right, you'll be needin' your ID card for just about anythin' here on campus. Especially the student housin'. If anyone gets past that gate without usin' the ID pad there on your right they will be given 10 seconds before things get really bad for-. . ." Takeshi paused, interrupting himself by noticing Karma's glances at the battle-suit. He drug the palm of his hand down across his face, pulling his features down with it before slumping over and pointing at the two with the same hand. ". . .Karma. It's not a fuckin' robot. I'm literally controlling that." Takeshi then pointed to his eyes and continued. "Glowin' green eyes," Takeshi opened his hand. "Technomancy," and then pointed to battle-suit. "Technological battle-suit. I'm controllin' it. It's not. A damned. Robot. Stop lookin' at it like that!" Takeshi exclaimed with a pout. He couldn't help but be ever so slightly perturbed by Karma's constant an apprehensive glances at the suit. Normally people either A, didn't are or B, really thought it looked cool! Who hell doesn't like an awesome battle-suit? Really Takeshi was just feeling comfortable for having someone look at one of his creations like that and just didn't know how to properly express it.

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Karma looked between Technomancer and his battle suit before raising a brow. "Tch. Robot" she muttered as she stubbornly looked away, staring back at the complex. "Technomancy? Is that what your girlfriend calls you?" She teased as she walked up close to him, looking at the passes. "Passes for everything eh?" She stared down his suit like it was prey before snatching the passes and looking at them, walking in a small circle. "Given ten seconds then what happens?" She looked over at Takeshi and tipped her head to the side. "What if someone looses their pass?" She asked another question, blinking blankly at her teacher. She noticed her name on hers and tossed him the other one, assuming it was his. She eyed her pass curiously before looking at the gate then back at Takeshi. "How do I use it?" Karma asked, once again another question. She paused for an minute before sticking a finger towards Takeshi's face. "What happens if your....ro-suit decides to take control of you? That'd be an pain" she murmured, her questions all over the place as she went back to being somewhat more comfortable with her dean. She removed her finger to rub the back of her neck.

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Karma calling Takeshi's suit a robot for the umpteenth time elicited the involuntary twitch. He stood their hunched over with a long face as he stared at Karma in disbelief Takeshi's eye began to twitch with agitation. It wasn't until Karma had suggested that his non-existent girlfriend called him by his quirk name that the twitching intensified. When Karma changed the subject, Takeshi sighed, doing his best to ease himself. 'Sure. It was fine. Keep callin' it a robot. See if I care,' he thought as he approached to grab the ID passes. However, Karma's sudden an intruding finger caused Takeshi to halt. His emerald green eyes lost their glow as they followed Karma's finger and up to her face. The suit to his right suddenly slouched over, the neon orange lines on visor vanishing with its active power. "It's not a robot. It's a suit. I control it. How even could somethin' without sentience decide somethin'? You're absurd."

Takeshi turned from Karma, the suit turning on again to hand him the ID cards and change of clothes before stepping aside to let Takeshi lean over an swipe the two ID cards under a covered scanner. The gate in front of the two opened with the soft creaking of metal, letting the two step forward past it. Beyond the gate and the wall of hedges was another brick path with roses on either side of it that lead up to the stairwell of the five story tall dormitory. On each side of the path were large yards of fluffy green grass with benches in the middle of the two. There were a few trees speckled across the two grassy areas that provided shade as well as space for students to relax or study under too. Takeshi was making his way up the earthy red path as he looked over his shoulder to Karma, a glimmer of mischief in his glowing emerald eyes.

"Oh, but Ms. Hot Stuff. The school is a robot." he said flatly, as thought it was a simple matter of fact, before turning back to face the walk way.

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Karma noticed that Takeshi was getting irritated with her and she just tipped her head in response. She sighed and calmed down a bit, she watched him with the passes before following him silently. She looked around curiously as they walked, smiling slightly. It's pretty here she thought. She looked at the grass wondering if it was real or fake. She stood at attention when she saw her teacher look over his shoulder at her. "Oh, shut up!" She rolled her eyes and pouted slightly at him teasing her. She quietly hummed as she looked around, putting her hands behind her back and intertwining her pale fingers. "Does this complex hold both the girls’ and boys’ dorms?" She asked curiously wondering if she'd get the chance to terrify some new freshmen boys. A mischievous smirk danced on her lips. "Or does the boys have a separate complex?" She tried to ask innocently, thinking of all the pranks she could pull on the guys if they share the same complex.

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Little did Karma know but if she thought Takeshi's battle-suit was a robot then she'd think the same of the school. It was essentially a massive technological complex with automated protocols but, of course, it required Technomancer or specific government personnel to flip those switches. Similar to the battle-suit. Now Takeshi was starting to realize how flighty Karma was becoming. It was noticeably different from how she was acting before an during their travel in the tubes. It made Takeshi wonder if she was always this way or if it was just something that happened time to time with her. Karma was definitely becoming more interesting the more time Takeshi spent around her. It was exciting to consider what she might have in store for the school now since she was starting to seem like quite the wild card.

"Hm? Oh. Must not have read. . .anythin'. Ehm-." Takeshi muttered to himself placed his hand on the brass knob. When Takeshi turned to look at Karma, he noticed it. That glint in her, the mark of mischief. Takeshi of all people could recognize that look. A sadistic expression appeared across his brow as Takeshi answered her. "Why, yes, they are." He didn't know what Karma could be plotting, but that look in her eye was something that resonated with the resident kid inside of him. He always up for good fun, especially when it was clever which Karma most definitely was. The battle-suit remained by the gate as Takeshi pushed the towering door open to the apartment complex. Inside was as cozy as Takeshi could make a place. While there was a slight hint of prestige to the place it maintained a rather rustic aesthetic. There were white painted wood pillars on either side of the foyer and beyond the pillars were two large rooms with accompanying hallways on either side of the rooms. The floors of the foyer would made from dark brown wood panels the two rooms had red a simple grey and brown carpet. It was done with the intention of making the puffy deep red cushions of the furnitire in the rooms pop more. Of course, all Takeshi's design.

The building itself had a cross shaped floor plan. The foyer entered and let to the cross-section where it would continue forward but was intersected by another walkway. Following the foyer up lead to a corridor accessing a number of the dormitories amenities; a game-room, a small gym, a small indoor pool with a hot tub as well as a kitchen and an elevator. It was a corridor filled with options to relax and bond the students. The wooden pathway that intersect this lead to two other corridors in opposite directions. These lead to the first floor rooms and the bottom of the stairwell that would take students up to the other four floors. It was a simple design but Takeshi reasoned less was more in this sort of situation. Takeshi turned to Karma once she had walked in an opened his arms wide to display his creation.

"Well-? What do ya think?" Takeshi asked with a smile and wide excited eyes.

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Karma looked around as she followed Takeshi, taking everything in. She saw red and smiled, it being her favorite color. She saw the game room and the pool area and got excited, especially when she noticed a hot tub. She began to walk a bit faster, out of excitement. She kept looking around, analyzing and memorizing everything. She stayed close to Takeshi but made circles around him as she eyed everything. From the flooring to the walls to the decorations. "Pretty nice," she mumbled when she heard him speak. She was so focused on everything else she didn't know what else to say. She hummed quietly before turning on her heels to face Takeshi. "So four floors, how many rooms on each floor?" She asked as she tipped her head to the side, wondering which floor she'd pick. Once the rest of the students file in this is going to be a busy area, especially with the amenities. Which she held back from making a face when she realized she'd have to share those things with others. "Do all the rooms look the same as well?" She was trying to figure out if all of them were the same so she'd just pick a random room or if they all were a little bit different which could make her decision harder. The redhead put her pale hands on her hips as she waited for her teacher's response, staring him down.

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'Yesss', Takeshi thought to himself when Karma finally complimented one of his creations. It was about damn time! "Weeell, there's technically five if ya count this floor," Takeshi replied as he stepped forward into the intersection of paths. "There's twenty-four rooms on each floor. Twelve per side with six on either side of their hallways." Takeshi approached a fire-escape route that was laminated against the left hallway and pointed to it. "Use one of these if ya get lost." After that he continued down the hall an opened a few the rooms on either side of hall before stopping in the middle of them and turning to face Karma. Takeshi gestured to the different rooms with his middle knuckle, not feeling the need to bother pointing. "Funny ya should mention that. Each room starts of the same as the any other buuuuut, ya know, I like creativity. Sooo," As Takeshi continued, the different rooms began to change at his whim! Their walls and floors shifted, lowered or elevated, changing until each was different from the other in form or size. "I won't bore you with the details so all ya need to know is that each room has a set amount of floor space, but can be changed accordin' to your own designs. There's some panels next to the doooor that let ya change the room whenever you want. Oh, and of course there's an instruction manual." Takeshi could have just showed her that but liked using his quirk on his creations. It was also kind of fun to show off like that. But then it dawned on Takeshi. . .Karma probably wouldn't like that. This was prime time to make a jab at her! "Does that bother you, Ms. Hot Stuff?" Takeshi teased with a smirk.

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Karma followed Takeshi curiously and looked around, taking notes down in her mind. The redhead stopped when her teacher did and looked up at him. "Start out like the others?" She murmured quietly and tipped her head to the side, not really understanding what he meant at first. Then her head began to whip around as she saw the rooms begin to change and she froze in her spot. Her amber eyes widened and she clenched her jaw. She waited a moment after he spoke. She sucked in a deep breath and looked up at him. "Uh....nope. I'm out" she then turned on her heels and rapidly began to walk back towards the entrance of the complex, feeling sick to her stomach. "Chow" she stuck up two fingers in a peace sign as she made her way towards the entrance. Robots was a literal fear for her, she was terrified of them and anything resembling technology or stuff even close to it terrified her. Her reasoning? She actually doesn't really know, it's always been a fear for her since she was little. Nope, nope, fuck this she thought as she narrowed her eyes, her shoes clinking against the ground. I will die if I stay here. Yep, most certainly she nodded to herself as she silently spoke.

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Takeshi pulled a hand up to cover his mouth, doing his best to cover his snickering. Karma's reaction was almost too good to be true. There wasn't much else for Takeshi to do now in this situation. Karma would eventually have to come back, right? There wasn't much else for her to do, unless she decided to sleep in the middle of a lawn. That would be interesting. Besides, his battle-suit was outside so he could just communicate with her via that if she decided to wander around. Either way, Karma was going to have to face that fear of hers. It would make could training after all. So Takeshi just moved into one of the rooms to change clothes. While he did that he would just wait outside for Karma via technomancy. Takeshi's emerald eyes began glowing again as the plug suit suddenly deflated itself, quickly dropping down around his ankles. Meanwhile, Takeshi was waiting for Karma outside with the battle-suit.

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Karma made her way outside and exhaled deeply. She rubbed her temples as she walked further away and noticed the battle suit. She stood a distance from it before glaring at it and putting her hands on her hips. "What?" She groaned, knowing full well Takeshi was probably watching her from the suit. But she adverted her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at the battle suit for very long. She huffed and tapped her fingers on her hips, a slight blush rising to her cheeks. She knew she was being ridiculous about this situation but to her it was life or death. Robots will take over the world she silently reminded herself causing her to make a face. "I'll find somewhere else to sleep don't worry" she waved at the battle suit, still not looking at it. She bit her cheek as her nerves started to heighten.  "I do need to shower though.." she whispered to herself as she looked down at her body, seeing how messy she was just reminded her of TV Head which her mind flickered to that moment with him, she wanted to best him. She wanted to destroy him like no one else has for making her feel that way. Even though she did enjoy it but still. She tightened her grip on her own hips and sighed.

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It was beginning to seem to Takeshi that Karma was taking this all very seriously. If Takeshi was going to get Karma back into the dorms he was probably going to have to approach this with a more gentle approach. But doing that via the battle-suit would prove difficult for Takeshi considering Karma's disposition towards it but, Takeshi doubted having to look at a guy who controlled technology on a whim would be more anymore comforting. It was quite the predicament he was in now. This most likely meant that his only option was words at the moment. This would be difficult.

"Why not just give one of the rooms a try Ms. Hot Stuff? I shouldn't have to but I can stand by and make sure nothing happens, ya know?" The battle-suit echoed Takeshi's voice, the slightest hint of electronic reverb to it now. Takeshi didn't want to challenge Karma, because that just meant she would butt heads with him to prove something to herself. So maybe if he just asked her politely and reassured her, maybe that would do the trick. The battle-suit stayed where it was, not wanting to freak Karma out, instead crossing its metal arms over its chest piece. "Look. I give you my word that those dorms are the safest place on this campus. Besides, the showers are great. They have different heat and power settings. Top notch stuff. Also I have your clothes. . .which are in the dorms. . .sooooo-. . ."

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Karma turned her hard gaze on the battle suit as if glaring at it. "Bite me" she muttered. She then put her hands behind her head as she started to walk back towards the gates. "I'm sure this place has like a pool or pond or something I could always try out" she said, half joking. Part of her serious due to not wanting to be anywhere near the rooms. It made her uncomfortable, feeling like she'd get murdered in her sleep. But she stopped in her tracks and thought for a moment. Ugh what a drag, she rolled her eyes and turned back around. She stalked back towards the complex. Glaring heavily at the suit as she passed it. "I hate this," she muttered as she found her way back to Takeshi, with still the hint of a glare in her amber eyes. She stared him down before huffing. "Well..show me so I don't kill myself trying to shower" she grumbled at him, avoiding eye contact as she took this as a defeat. She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for her teacher to show her around and how to use everything.

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    • Matty
      By Matty
      In 2015, 1 January, Los Angeles was turned into a war zone for two days as TV Head an a hand full of Villains assaulted and demolished the metropolis. On the first day the several dozen high ranked Villains, thugs and mercenaries, killed over one hundred thousands people, comprised of civilians, first responders and Heroes. TV Head hijacked major radio stations and local TV networks via radio manipulation and professed his ideology to the world. He said that the U.S. an its Heroes and Villains were nothing but a show now and swore to give the world the greatest show it had ever wanted, effectively declaring war on the U.S.. Between saving civilians, defending evacuation points and fighting the villains, the heroes that were there in the initial attack were kept on their back foot. It wasn't until the second day that Technomancer had organized with the U.S. military and the top twenty heroes for a counter attack. Fighting along the U.S. coast guard and navy, the top ten Heroes were able to push the Villains back out. By the end, over 150,000 thousand died an even more wounded while there was only a handful of Heroes and Villains left standing. The few villains that survived barely made it out with their lives. It was on that first day that Lillian's lover had been murdered at the hands of TV Head with little regard, like an after thought.

      Over the next month the U.S. was left in shock as politicians and Home Land Security scrambled to decide on how to handle what was considered the largest security break in U.S. history. Fearing a repeat of September 11th, the U.S. government opted to handle the issue with covertness, taking to using a scalpel instead of a hammer. The matter was to be handled with the upmost scrutiny and tactfulness. Not wanting to incite mass hysteria or unrest, the U.S. Government took to managing the issue behind the scenes while assuring the public that it was doing everything in its power to uncover the Villains and their plots. During that time the government platformed and put heroes on a pedestal, praising the heroes for their hard work. Like wise, the media began putting even more attention onto the Heroes of the U.S.. In no time the focus went from how the Government was going to handle the threat to how would the Heroes handle this threat. Some feared losing popularity while others saw it as the perfect chance to earn more of it, but both were put into spotlight. Even though some Heroes were public servants, their affiliation with the government was quickly lost from public sight as the subjects and interviews centered around what the Heroes themselves would do. Despite all the big talk that the government and Heroes were giving, no progress was being made. TV Head's trail was spotless.

      During that time, TV Head had cemented what would soon be known as the Villains Syndicate in a massive underground network of tunnels that spanned much of the U.S.. Their numbers were small but their resources an interest groups were growing every day. By the end of the month after the attack on L.A., TV Head had refitted and modified a part of the tunnels into what he had dubbed "The Proving Grounds". This place would be where he would nurture the next generation of Villains. He would use this place to teach them while giving refuge and sanctuary to Villains from all over. TV Head had made himself known to the world but he still needed to get the word out about the Villains Syndicate and he knew exactly how to do it. At first, TV Head hadn't noticed, but Lillian had dropped the smallest of onto his hoodie. It wasn't until the flower had started to grow that TV Head noticed an intrusion. The flower, of course, had its own magnetic field that, once grown, was easily detected by TV Head. His magnetic field was like another layer of skin whereas the flower was like noticing a pimple. TV Head recognized the flower and knew then that it was only a matter of time until one the top 10 heroes, Trip Star, was coming after him. He would set a trap and record the slaughter on video for the internet to see as an announcement of the Villains Syndicate's arrival.

      TV Head rounded up the villains an informed them that they could expect an attack from one of two directions in the tunnels from the Heroes and likely, the military. There was debates and yelling, as some Villains left while others decided to fight the heroes. After that, there was much deliberation on what to do, on whether or not take the fight to the heroes or wait for them to find the Proving Grounds. It was decided to wait to fight on the Proving Grounds on the single fact that the P.G. was the most known territory they had control of. They knew they were safe from sonar or radio signal's down there, so they could use that to their advantage to avoid detection from above ground. With that in mind, two lines were to be set up for either entrance of the P.G. while TV Head would use his radio waves as sonar for the underground tunnels. If the military was detected then they would simply blow up which ever side they were coming from, dropping rubble with not needing to fear being trapped. If it was just Heroes, then the villains could lay in wait to ambush them. The only hole in the plan was that it rested on the idea that the enemy would either detonated a charge or break down a door to get into the tunnels. That or bypass one of the security doors. Either choice would give plenty of notice to the villains to set up. But this plan assumed that Trip Star and whoever she may bring did not have an alternative route that TV Head could not have known about. TV Head could never be too sure, but he doubted those chances. All the Villains would have to do is wait for the signal.
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