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Therapeutic violence [Action, WTR classrooms]
[A grinning Snow is casually pummeling a training dummy in the classrooms. Whatever oddity of time compression has stripped off his brand and replaced it with some other power, he doesn't know, but after some of the earlier adventures he's endured through its questionable charity, he intends to just ride this out.]
[So now he's playing with this new power: density control. And frankly doing quite well at it. The punch he hurls at the dummy starts off light and fast, barely dense enough to engender any resistance even from the air; then, a moment before it lands, his body coalesces into a far more dense form. The punch hits with alarming force, sending the dummy flying.]
Huh.
I think I might've overdone it.
[So now he's playing with this new power: density control. And frankly doing quite well at it. The punch he hurls at the dummy starts off light and fast, barely dense enough to engender any resistance even from the air; then, a moment before it lands, his body coalesces into a far more dense form. The punch hits with alarming force, sending the dummy flying.]
Huh.
I think I might've overdone it.
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He turns to look at the lone individual in the room.]
Is everything okay, instructor?
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[He heads over to pick up the dummy.]
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[He steps inside.]
May I ask what sort of skills you've been given?
[After all, the guy doesn't exactly look like he needs any additional help in the "I can punch things really hard" department.]
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[He becomes, abruptly, tenuous and transparent, demonstrating just how less he can weight by putting his arm directly through the training dummy without effort or apparent impact.]
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That's impressive. Was it difficult to master?
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[He looked down at his bare left forearm, then slapped it lightly with a grin.]
It probably won't last, but why not get good at it while it does?
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[Which is about as much work as Yukio's put into his own abilities. He's not, admittedly, too fond of his own new powers.]
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[Yukio's bringing up thoughts of shounen manga heroes.]
Is that your profession in your home world?
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[Sorry, Snow, but Yukio doesn't look all that convinced. Unless...]
Do you mean that you believe in upholding the laws and justice at all times?
[Though, the guy didn't really look to be that type of person--he seemed a bit too carefree, really.]
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[Considering the expression Yukio's wearing, it's pretty obvious that he's asking this in all seriousness.]
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[It's his own serious question. He's been wrong at times so far, but what he'd done he'd always tried to do for the best.]
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More often than I wish.
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[Yukio forces a smile onto his face.]
I guess that's what separates a hero from the rest of us.
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[A pause and then...]
I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name earlier. I'm Yukio Okumura.
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I... kind of figured as much.
[He jerks his head toward the dummy.]
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