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semaphoring) wrote2021-06-22 10:24 pm
semaphoring) wrote2021-06-22 10:24 pm
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Voice Testing | Setting: Trench
In The City-- a general prompt for anyone at the beach
He didn't know what 'home' was any longer.
Tenya Iida had resided in Trench long enough for the seasons to change-- the heat and coastal humidity of summer had slowed into a brisk fall that had Tenya instinctively looking towards starting a new semester at UA, a continuation of his life, his duties, and his ongoing education to become the Hero that his brother was. Yet, in Trench, Tenya found himself in a rare situation where he could exist by his own terms... as Tenya, not the man who was to become Turbo Hero: Ingenium when he attained his licensure.
It was strange. He wasn't sure how he felt. The only matter he was certain of was that Trench needed more help than was available within the city itself.
... Oh, how his classmates at UA would hardly be surprised if they could see him now.
The little cat that had appeared by his side when he arrived, a calico he had taken to calling Tama after an old Shinto deity of the subways, was curled in the hood of his jacket while he jogged over the shoreline that brisk morning and mused over what had become of his life.
Although his world still needed 'Ingenium'... Trench needed anyone with the will and heart to be a Hero.
Needing A Hero-- A fighting prompt
The Moon Presence was the only sign of hope amid the desolation of the Beast attack that had befallen Trenchwood. Corruption ran rampant through trench, and at times it felt as if the surges rose and fell with the ebb of the tide. Having grown up on an island nation, Tenya was no stranger to the power of the tides-- and it was chilling how chaos rose and fell within that pattern. Speed may have been his gift, but not even he was fast enough to help the architects and agriculture workers from saving their fields.
Fires ate through the crops, and Tenya was taking one last lap around in search of any stragglers. Food was important-- but survival was moreso. Spotting a figure at the far end of the field, he skid to a stop, heels kicking up dust and ash, and frantically sought to get the individual's attention.
"Hey, let's keep moving! It's not worth it to stay any longer!"
He'd carry them out if he had to. No one was going to get left behind
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He didn't know what 'home' was any longer.
Tenya Iida had resided in Trench long enough for the seasons to change-- the heat and coastal humidity of summer had slowed into a brisk fall that had Tenya instinctively looking towards starting a new semester at UA, a continuation of his life, his duties, and his ongoing education to become the Hero that his brother was. Yet, in Trench, Tenya found himself in a rare situation where he could exist by his own terms... as Tenya, not the man who was to become Turbo Hero: Ingenium when he attained his licensure.
It was strange. He wasn't sure how he felt. The only matter he was certain of was that Trench needed more help than was available within the city itself.
... Oh, how his classmates at UA would hardly be surprised if they could see him now.
The little cat that had appeared by his side when he arrived, a calico he had taken to calling Tama after an old Shinto deity of the subways, was curled in the hood of his jacket while he jogged over the shoreline that brisk morning and mused over what had become of his life.
Although his world still needed 'Ingenium'... Trench needed anyone with the will and heart to be a Hero.
Needing A Hero-- A fighting prompt
The Moon Presence was the only sign of hope amid the desolation of the Beast attack that had befallen Trenchwood. Corruption ran rampant through trench, and at times it felt as if the surges rose and fell with the ebb of the tide. Having grown up on an island nation, Tenya was no stranger to the power of the tides-- and it was chilling how chaos rose and fell within that pattern. Speed may have been his gift, but not even he was fast enough to help the architects and agriculture workers from saving their fields.
Fires ate through the crops, and Tenya was taking one last lap around in search of any stragglers. Food was important-- but survival was moreso. Spotting a figure at the far end of the field, he skid to a stop, heels kicking up dust and ash, and frantically sought to get the individual's attention.
"Hey, let's keep moving! It's not worth it to stay any longer!"
He'd carry them out if he had to. No one was going to get left behind
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"I'm afraid I'm not going to do anything like that, if that's what you're looking for." He pushed his glasses up and shook his head briefly. "Although... I can--" A quick flash of a toothy smirk graced his face at the thought of playing the villain-- "There's frankly no reason to. I don't know you, or anything about you."
If there was a call for it, however, he would not shirk his duties. Let him be your villain, Glitch...
"Tama-kun here was someone I met not long after I arrived. She.. likes to stay close. I figured that a sweatshirt like this would be safer for her to come along in, rather than just let her sit on my shoulders or try to keep up."
...He could go fast if he wanted, and he wasn't going to leave the cat behind.
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"Not really. I've had my fill of being psychologically tortured for awhile. Besides, the town would be losing it's edge if you were to torture me," Glitch remarks with a small shrug. What he means by that? Who knows.
Either way, he shoves his hands in his pockets still looking over the other guy.
There's at least some recognition when he hears that honorific; Usagi had told him it was a thing in Japan. As for the cat though, he finally gives a small nod as the answer satisfied his curiosity enough. "So...you are a new guy. From Japan, yeah? Has anyone filled you in about the place?"
Though, he pauses for a moment before pulling his right hand out of his pocket and offers it towards the taller guy. "Name's Glitch. What about you?"
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How strange, how uncomfortable. Somehow having someone he didn't know make a judgement like that felt-- strange.
"What does that mean?"
He blustered-- and quickly had the wind taken from his sails with the sudden questions and introduction. Sucking in a breath, Tenya took a moment to grapple with the oddness of introducing himself as merely himself. No one knew his family's name; no one had any expectations.
For once, he felt a little lost.
"Uh, my name is Tenya Iida," He said awkwardly, before giving in to simple politeness and accepting the offered hand of greeting. Everything he knew about this practice was by rote memorization-- it was very Western-- and he punctuated the gesture with a short bow just to help ease his own misgivings.
"And you're quite right, I am from Japan. This town... Trench, right? I've been here long enough to get myself settled, but I haven't had much chance to learn more about the history here. A world without a sun..."
It was almost like a sci-fi flick at the local cinema.
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However, maybe he should've expected this response after the handshake. A bow soon afterwards. It's nothing that really ruffles his own feathers but he does give the other guy a curious look. He must be one of those easily flustered types....oh boy. If Chloe were still in town? This guy would be easy pickings for tease town from her.
Still, he frowns as Tenya explains and Glitch turns and gestures him to start walking with him. Might as well get some exercise out of this conversation. "Yeah, can't really tell you much about this place other than it's been sorta created by the last place all the Sleepers were in before? It's complicated. Smashing eggs were involved. But, yeah, this place alllllready kinda sucks without the sun," He remarks somewhat tiredly.
Though partway through that thought he does look up towards Tenya. "What do you want me to call you anyways? Tenya? Or Iida? I was told people from Japan usually go by their last name first if you're not friends? Or am I wrong?" Might as well set up the boundaries now before he starts referring him as Tenya.
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"I-- what?"
There was no hiding the flush on his face while Glitch rattled on. Sleepers and smashing eggs...
And the next question left him further fumbling.
"Well." He began. "We're no longer in Japan, or any world that resembles Earth, correct? I can't help but feel that a classmate of mine had the correct idea for circumstances like this."
He thought of his classmates, and Tsu in particular. Her enviable affability could be summarized with her repeated insistence on being called Tsu-chan. And, in a world without heroes, without anyone with a name like Ingenium, it was entirely possible that Tsu had a point.
Despite his awkwardness, he offered a bright smile.
"Please. Just call me Tenya."
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Maybe he'll push buttons later but for now he'll focus on the actual topic at hand. "Right, Tenya. Good to know. Anyways, just call me Glitch." It's pretty easily said as he keeps walking but for the time being he figures he should at least question this guy a bit more.
"So. Considering I'm your impromptu guide of the history of this place, you have any questions you need answered? Can't say I'll be the best at it but I can try."
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"Right. Glitch-kun."
Forgive him. It was force of habit. Iida shifted on his feet, contemplating the question as Tama stirred in his hood. She peered over his shoulder at the stranger, whiskers and ears twitching as those bright eyes seemed to study the skinny young man before them. Tenya felt it rather than heard it when she started to purr her approval, her small body's vibrations sending a shudder down his spine. Tenya glanced at her, curious, before stepping closer to Glitch.
"Shall we walk while we talk?"
He asked, wanting both to keep his exercise regimen up and getting to know Glitch and whatever stories he had a little better. There was no reason they couldn't multi-task together.
While they were at it, maybe he could find a meal for them. Glitch seemed a tad to small and skinny to be a peer. Those thin arms and shoulders were worrisome.
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Glitch however did notice how Tenya kept looking at him. It's enough to make him confused if not apprehensive and well, he's never one to hold his tongue. "What? Did I freak you out for calling you hot or something? You keep looking at me like I'm going to die."
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Tenya was speechless. Glitch's continued insistence that he was attractive and hot was nothing short of Baffling. He was merely showing concern for a neighbor, a fellow denizen from another land--
There was no hiding the way his cheeks reddened from the continued teasing.
"I-- well." He coughed lightly, to buy time. "I was merely thinking how we're getting close to the perfect weather for curry, and how it would be a shame to not share it. Have you ever had curry rice?"
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However, he does look over with a raised brow and shrugs his shoulders at the offer. "Uh. Nope. Never had it. I mean, I've had rice but not curry. Whatever that is." Still, he looks ahead towards a staircase that would lead back up to the road from the beach as he points over to it. "Supposing your suggesting we get something to eat so I can keep filling you in, right?"
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"You- you've never heard of curry?" He blustered in disbelief, already pulling his hands up. Once more, he felt out of his depth. Whether this was merely a cultural difference or something more, he had no idea, but--
"It's a wholesome and hearty dish beloved by families across Japan!" Tenya explained with impulsive gusto, waving his hands in a chopping motion with each point that was made. "It's simple and easy to make with every day ingredients-- meat, potatoes, carrots, onion-- but it's filling for every lifestyle and perfect for camping, pot lucks, or even as a nightly dinner!"
...He had a great appreciation for the tender, slow cooked vegetables in the rich, spicy and subtly sweet roux. It wasn't beef stew, but very close.
"But-- yes. It's only right to return a favor for a favor, and you are quite nice to have for company."
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His first thought is the guy must really like curry; Especially with how sporadically the guy moved his arms around. As for the whole when to eat it, Glitch still raises a brow. "I mean, food is food is food. Does it really matter when you eat it if it tastes good?" A very important question.
Either way-
Nice for company though? He sort of stares a little. "Can I get a recording of that? Mostly because if anyone I told anyone I knew about someone saying that they probably wouldn't believe me." A small joke but hey. He has to poke fun at himself somehow.
After all, he's pretty sure if someone like Ozpin were to hear that he might be skeptical for the briefest of moments. Not unfair, considering Glitch had kicked the man's door down to get him and a giant tin man to sort their feelings out.
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"You're witty, you're honest, you don't play games with what you say..." he counted the ways Glitch was perfectly fine company on his fingers while they walked.
"You might be a tad rough in your manner, but no more than some people in my class at school. That kind of thing is normal for young men like you and I."
Bafflement quickly settled into concern, and Iida shifted his glasses lower to see around the mist that was starting to coat them from the fog that seemed to linger around the town this season. "Why wouldn't people believe that?"
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There's a lot to unpack there in that one question. It feels like he thinks it over much longer than the moment actually does hang in the air. Honestly? He was still trying to wonder why people even wanted to talk to him. This place and people had an effect on him that he never expected. He brings a hand to his blue hair and tucks one of the strands behind his ear before he finally shakes himself from the thought.
"I was mostly joking. I know I'm great company, just some people would definitely joke that I'm not," he says simply with a small shrug thrown in. "Ruby would definitely tease and say I have no sense of what's cool considering I make fun of her superhero comics," Glitch adds as he continues to walk. Better to direct it in that direction he thinks.
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He thought of All Might as he spoke. He thought of Midoriya, and that guy's impossibly bright, hopeful eyes. No matter how hard he tried to keep his own sentiments in check, he knew it was only a matter of time before the helm covering his true feelings was lifted. Scanning the street while they walked, Tenya spotted a promising looking tavern at a nearby corner.
"Why don't we try there?" He asked-- gesturing with his entire hand.
Then:
"Teasing aside, I don't see any reason why anyone should be so hard on themselves."
Tenya spoke carefully, knowing full well that ultimately his opinion didn't matter to someone he had just met.
"Besides. If Superheroes are difficult to look up to, I can probably tell you some stories about Heroes that are far less... Iconic. People following that path and lifestyle are not uncommon on the Earth I'm from."
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Though maybe he was testing his luck with that because honestly? This guy did seem like the type to have his own little mini rant like Ruby would. Either way he looks towards the direction Iida points in and nods. "Yeah, sure thing," Glitch says.
However, he has to stop looking at Iida for a moment when he goes on about superheroes and blinks a few times. "Wait. Hold on. So. You're from a world...where superheroes are the norm? Just to clarify." Because oh boy.
He could already see some interesting conversations with that.
Some of them involving Ruby making a spectacle of herself if he ever daned to make mention of it.
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He said it with the plain tone that suggested this fact was both extremely obvious and something that he was proud of. Tenya straightened his posture and pushed up his glasses before flashing a grin at Glitch.
"Superheroics are considered a civil service where I am from, and Superheroes are treated accordingly-- with government funding, access to assistance and equipment as needed, appropriate licensures and training..."
Tenya was babbling-- and he realized that quickly once he caught sight of Glitch's face.
"Any costuming designs like that are both vintage and based on whatever the Hero and their Team felt was appropriate. Rest assured, my brother and the rest of my family choose a costume that is more heavily armored than most-- for practicality's sake, of course."
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However, there was one lingering question on Glitch's mind when he was listening. "So. When you say people are licensed and equipped and stuff. Do you have like, Irregulars and Regulars going around signing up to be hero people?" However, when he says the question he realizes he probably needs to clarify- "Powered people and non-powered people I mean."
As for costumes- "....So you probably have some people in your world with some pretty stupid looking outfits, huh?" It's said with a shrug as he steps inside the Tavern. "Well. You got a point on armour being practical. I've only kinda started incorporating that shit into my own clothes."
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"There are actually more people with Quirks-- inborn powers-- than there are people without." He explained patiently. "They usually show up by the age of four and are registered as soon as they become defined. A lot of times they may not seem too impressive-- but, a person who can make their hands large enough to hold a large dog in their palm has an equal chance of being a hero as someone who can manifest fire or reduce gravity with their fingertips."
Tenya smiled, clearly eager to explain while he scoped out a table for them.
"Since so many people have powers, there is a rigorous training and licensing process. Anyone who doesn't follow those guidelines and acts to take on villains themselves... are criminals in their own right, by that system."
But that was a separate conversation, and Tenya knew that his older brother likely had Opinions on that matter. He did as well-- from his own experiences on both sides of the equation.
"A lot of students design their own costumes," he added, thinking of some of his friends. "But those undergo revisioins as they learn their skills and learn new aspects of their powers. Its a dynamic process."
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he could already see the discrepancies between them. The big one being that it sounded like such powers were genuinely accepted where Iida was from. A momentary thought of jealousy passes in his mind that it must be nice not to be locked up and fed lies...but he squashes that easily. Not something to bring up with a stranger.
He leans back in his seat canting his head a little towards Iida when he mentions the outfits. "Well. Hopefully you guys have better sense in design. In which case, what's yours look like outside of just being armour?" Because now he really needed to see what an up and coming "hero" would design.
But, another thought comes to mind as they sit there and he sheds the jacket he was wearing, not taking much care to hide the fact one of his arms was clearly robotic, as he leans back into his seat. "So. If you're training to be a hero you also have one of those hero names, right? Or is it like the comics and you can't tell me or I'll know your secret identity or something?"
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He had no idea what his world would look like without the Symbol of Peace... And, so long as he chose to stay in Trench, he supposed he never would.
The question earned a short laugh, and it wasn't obvious immediately whether or not Iida had noticed the robotic arm. Rather, he had shed his own jacket and started to fish out his cellphone.
"That's not a secret either. Remember when I said that everything was registered? Nearly everyone knows the Agency my family associates with, and Heroes stumbling into fans while off duty is pretty ordinary, too."
Powering it on, he started to flip through the pages to his image gallery and scrolled quickly through the archives to some of his favorite photos of his older brother. The way his sleeves rode up as he moved revealed the perimeter of scarring along his arms-- apparent stab wounds, healed over but still fairly recent.
Grinning when he found a particular photo, he laid the phone on the table and pushed it toward Glitch.
"That's a photo of my older brother, Tensei, in his armor. His Name..." He trailed, an uncomfortable look briefly furrowing his brows in his own frustrations before quickly taking a breath and continuing:
"His Name... Was Ingenium. Though he's only thirty, he was forced to retire early due to injuries... And he's asked me to carry the name once I complete my education."
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He's quiet as he listens though as Iida pushes the phone to him. He tilts his head looking at it and it's really not hard to see the similarities that Iida and his brother share. "Sounds like you guys would have a lot of enemies if you're all basically celebrities'" Glitch says as he looks over the photo. Though the way Iida went on about it, Glitch looked up towards him. "Sounds like you admire the guy," he puts simply.
As for what happened to him? Glitch frowned slight unsure of what to say in turn. There were more questions he could ask but he decided maybe best not to for the time being.
However, he's pulled from his thoughts though when he notices the scars that run up Iida's arm. He blinks a few times, before he finally gestures to them. "How'd you get those if you're only suppose to be in training?"
Because from his understanding training doesn't normally lead to that unless it was training in Deerington or something even worse was going on in the other's world.
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"Just being a student doesn't make us immune to bad decisions... Or keep us safe from trouble."
With a sigh, he pulled up to sleeve to show Glitch.
"My brother was attacked and nearly killed by a villain. He survived, but with injuries that mean he'll won't run again without a lot of time, effort, and hard work. He was forced to retire at only age thirty... And I was so trapped in my own anger over this that I went after his attacker while out on some field training."
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"I get wanting to take down the guy who fucked your brother over, but that was probably a stupid fucking idea," Glitch says bluntly. He figures the other might've been told that before but hey; Glitch was not someone to mince words. "If anything might've been better to take back up with you if this guy was serious on the whole murder thing," Glitch says with a small frown.
"Trust me, on that. I might not have ever gone after insane murder hobos before but if they get you alone they don't hold back," Glitch says, not able to help but to look at his own mechanical arm; The memory of what Maul did to him still burned in his mind.
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He wasn't alone.
Eyeing the robotic arm once more, Tenya momentarily pondered on how both another classmate and himself were dangerously close to having similar sort of assistive device. The Support Class had kitted all of them out with upgrades, but replacing an entire limb was beyond even their expertise.
"...I know that, now." he said at length. "It was a mistake to think that there weren't people willing to team up. Even my brother had the whole of Team Idaten backing him at normal times."
The whole of the city had been glued to the televised bouts during the Sports Festival, they way they did during other athletic events on a large scale. Tensei had been attacked during one of the rare times he was alone and unable to quickly call for an assist.
Taking his glasses off, Tenya heaved a wearied sigh.
"You may not have gone after villains like that on your own, but you sound like you've certainly met them. Is that how your injury happened?
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