Akemi Akagi

Akemi pouvait sentir le monde se déplacer autour d'elle. Ou peut-être qu'il serait plus exact de dire comment elle a déménagé bien que le monde, bien qu'elle ne soit pas celle qui l'a déplacée. À la place de tous les journalistes, un seul garçon se tenait maintenant devant les étudiants. Honnêtement, c'était un peu ennuyeux de l'entendre parler. Il a agi mal, et semblait se tenir plus haut comme il l'a déjà fait. Mais Akemi n'allait pas se battre. Elle a écouté son ordre au groupe et a commencé à réfléchir à la raison pour laquelle il nous faisait chasser les gens que nous venons de rencontrer.
"Tu devrais rejoindre notre groupe."
Akemi a regardé sa surprise. Étrangement, c'est le même gars qui a proposé de tenir la porte ouverte avant que tout le monde soit traîné dedans. Son visage ne pouvait pas s'empêcher d'être un peu rouge à l'attention soudaine qu'elle n'était pas habituée à. Mais toujours si calmement, elle s'est hurlée et s'est jointe aux autres qui semblaient s'unir assez rapidement et les écoutaient exprimer leur déplaisir avec leurs ordres.
Akemi suivit la direction de Shen-Mu et regarda Boro en arrière. "Oui, c'est vrai. Bien que honnêtement, il ne semble pas en état pour les coups de feu qu'il appelle, oui. En fait, il ne serait probablement pas trop difficile de rester le nôtre contre lui, s'il venait à lui, et ne pas envoyer quelqu'un pour rendre hommage. » En fait, il y avait plus qu'elle voulait dire, mais l'art de parler avec d'autres lui a semblé un peu mal à l'aise. Akemi regarda les autres élèves. Ils semblaient se réunir dans un joli groupe eux-mêmes. "Merci, oui, pour l'offre de rejoindre le groupe." Elle s'est retournée vers Yuki et Shen-Mu... et Jake. Akemi ne savait pas quoi penser de Jake, plus ou moins solidifier sa décision. "Ne sois pas trop confortable." Akemi passa bien que le groupe comme elle a fait son chemin à Boro.
"Je suppose que ça ne cesse d'empirer, hein?"
"Tu sais, oui. Tu peux essayer de ne pas fumer. Cela pourrait rendre les choses plus faciles à long terme. » Akemi a plié devant Boro. En toute vérité, elle était assise assez confortablement, mais sa masse de vignes vient de s'emballer sur le sol autour d'elle. "Ou essayez un inhalateur. J'en avais besoin jusqu'à ce que mon allergie végétale disparaisse..."
Akemi Akagi

Female

15

Akemi's known for being pretty timid. She likes to take slow steps as she creeps around to where the people are; and when invited to speak, there's a brief pause between each of her ideas. However, she's usually very calm and seems to follow through with anything she does without holding back. She's also quite a realist. She knows when the odds are stacked against her, and prefers not to waste her time and effort.

Akemi was actually quite the outgoing child before her quirk started to kick in. Always running head first and living in the now.
Bust as her quirk started to develop, she noticed herself start to fade into the background of her class. It wasn't anything to be concerned about at first; she got along with just about anybody, and could easily find a group to join as class demanded. It wasn't until free time that she could feel her isolation. Everyone always grouped up around this activity or that, enjoying their time together while Akemi tended to sit on the sidelines; no longer interested in running around or what her peers were up to.
Growing up a few years; while her classmate's bond with each other deepened and cliques began to form, Akemi remained on the sidelines looking from afar. She was pretty happy though. Watching the other students play their games and socialize brought an intrigued smile across her face. She liked watching them have fun even if she wasn't in the middle of it. At least until, she woke up one day; nearing the end of her middle school career while life passed her by.
Filled with less than stellar motivation, Akemi started taking the liberty of not coming to class as often. Of course, her parents didn't know, but that was easy to cover up. Slipping in and out of the house was relatively easy and she was able to brush off any inquiry of about her absence without any consequence. Akemi began spending most of her days roaming the town. Her vines grew wild and unkempt,
and before she knew it she lost any direction in life and simply existed.

Wild Growth - Vine like tentacles sprout from her head, which she can control at will. Theses vines can stretch and grow up to a range of 15 meters, though she can only effectively control one or two strands with any skill.
These vines can also produce a strange flower. The effects of this flower remains unknown as it continues to wilt before fully blooming.

Mobile - Akemi isn't particularly fast or with great endurance, but she can turn and take off on a dime.
Thick Skinned - Being hit by a truck would obviously knock her down, but a solid punch and minor cuts won't even faze her.
Quiet - Unless you put effort into it, one might not even know she's there. A soft voice with silent steps to match.

"Oho, yes..." Akemi looked down at the desk in front of her. Her vines covered her face, but her disappointment bled through her voice. She should've expected it, given how little she actually came to class nowadays; but it was a disheartening blow regardless. In front of her laid a single piece of paper telling her what choices she had to pick from. There were only two. For one reason or another she missed the cut to join most of any of the high schools in the area. The first of her choices was the old school that had come to be known for its quirk-enabled students being outnumbered nine to one. While she didn't really plan on attending much of her classes, going to a place with a focus on the quirk-less didn't sound all that appealing. Her other choice was much like the list of schools she failed to get into. In fact, she was quite surprised this one managed to stay available. Akemi had already chose this as her school of choice, due to lack of options, but she couldn't help but be curious on why the bar was set so low compared to the others. Excusing herself, Akemi left school. Honestly it was about 50/50 if anyone noticed. She headed off into town, to see what this school was all about. 

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