Akemi s'est envolée autour du sentier rocheux de la montagne alors qu'elle traînait derrière. Ses amis avant de dégager un chemin tandis que Timn, directement devant elle, tendit la main pour l'aider. Elle n'osait pas regarder derrière elle, car elle pouvait dire que leur avance était presque inexistante. Akemi prit la main de Timn et fut tirée vers l'avant alors que la porte de pierre grattait contre le talon de sa chaussure. Tout le monde se branlait. Il faisait nuit, mais ils étaient en sécurité.
"La partie difficile est finie, oui?" Akemi taquiné, sachant bien qu'il y en avait d'autres à venir. Ils n'étaient même pas à mi-chemin de leur voyage, et peu importe le fait qu'ils viennent juste d'entrer sur le territoire orc. Akemi a cherché à trouver que tout le monde était parti. Ses yeux se précipitèrent rapidement, et sa main se dirigea vers l'endroit où elle aurait pu jurer que Timn était là. Oh, il l'était. Akemi sourit, pensant que les autres allaient probablement scruter. Timn sourit aussi, ses dents pointues brillaient dans quelle petite lumière il y avait et ses yeux étaient partagés son soulagement avec une teinte rouge. Akemi était capable de reprendre son souffle avec lui et son estomac semblait cesser sa nervosité. Une vague de fatigue s'envola sur elle dans son soulagement alors qu'elle regardait en bas. Une curiosité lui a attiré l'œil. Quelque chose de brillant semblait lui échapper. Ou en elle. Puis elle se souvint; Timn n'avait pas les yeux rouges ni les dents pointues.
"Zzz Zzz-!"
Bien qu'Akemi n'ait pas ronflé, il y avait des bruissements venant de la plante qui n'était pas trop loin de la porte, contre le mur. Akemi, qui avait été enroulée endormie, s'est réveillée et s'est tenue pour trouver quelques bourgeons de fleurs tombant de ses vignes ainsi qu'une foule de gens autour d'elle. Des gens fortunés. Akemi était arrivée la veille parce qu'elle ne savait pas exactement quand elle aurait dû être ici. Non pas qu'elle s'en soucie dans quelques jours quand elle a recommencé à sauter, mais ça ne ferait pas de mal de faire une bonne première impression. Elle a regardé autour et s'est demandé pourquoi il y avait tant de journalistes et comme ça ici. Il n'y avait que, quoi, dix personnes qui pouvaient passer en tant qu'étudiant ici? Et c'est tout? Seulement dix étudiants? Bien sûr, elle pensait que plus aurait pu arriver, mais maintenant elle comprenait pourquoi elle aurait pu se joindre. Ils pourraient utiliser tous les étudiants qu'ils pourraient avoir.
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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