fandomhigh | So You Want to Be a Hero. [Friday, Period 5]

Everyone enrolled in the class would have been notified to meet at the Danger Shop, and when they arrived, they'd find an empty space and Yang.

Yang very visibly not wearing her arm, in a tank-top so everyone could see the cap of metal just below her shoulder, and the scars peeking out from it.

"Fandom encourages heroics," she said, once the last person had arrived. "That doesn't mean you're actually equipped to be a hero, or adventurer, or assassin or bounty hunter, or anything along those lines when you graduate."

"I know, some of you are probably rolling your eyes thinking 'I have a superpower, she doesn't know what she's talking about. That's what I did, when I was a student here. But guess what?" Yang waved the stub of her missing arm at them. "My superpower? Is essentially invincibility. And I still lost, and lost bad."

"I can't tell you not to go and be stupid." Yang, you probably weren't supposed to tell the kids their dreams are stupid. "What I can do, is teach you not to rely on whatever precious power you think makes you special. Because there's always someone out there who can counter it, and take you down."

"This class will use power inhibitors going forward. No excuses of 'but my power doesn't turn off,' because neither does mine, and it didn't save me. Except for Sidon," she said, ~~looking at him if he was there~~, "-- because I can't somehow make him shorter."

Great. Another friend who now was seeing her broken. This idea was going fantastic so far.

"But today, we're just gonna do introductions, and get you fitted for your inhibitors. Then you'll be free to go."

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Heroically!

Prince Sidon

Seivarden Vendaai

Lana Beniko

Belle

Roll your eyes, try not to stare at her arm, take a nap... well, maybe not the last one. Yang will wake you up. Explosively.

"I'll start. My name is Yang Xiao Long. I graduated from Fandom two years ago, my time. I'm a little unclear how long it was here, but it seems it was about the same."

"My superpower is that my soul forms an armor around me, absorbing the hits I take and converting it into energy. You hit me with something, I hit you back twice as hard. I can also output that energy into bullets, fire, punches...or just store it up for one really devastating attack. My power is on, all the time, resulting in my having super-strength as a constantly absorb and redirect everything; the wind hitting me, a punch on the arm, even something as small as the sun damaging my skin cells, slowly giving me a tan or sunburn. It all powers me."

"So I thought I was meant to be a hero." Yang shrugged. "Instead, I almost died."

"So you. Next," she said, pointing at a random student. "Who are you, and why do you think you want to be a hero or adventurer or whatever."

"Seivarden Vendaai," Seivarden said. "I'm not sure I actually want to be a hero, but someone very close to me ends up being heroic and almost getting herself killed a lot, so at least I want to be, well, of some help."

And not completely useless to Breq.

"Lana Beniko." She nodded to Yang. "I just graduated. I'll go home in the Fall, and then I'll be either with the army preparing for when the peace ends, or in administration preparing to supply and care for the army when the peace ends. If I'm really lucky, I might end up in research, but then I'll have to watch my back even more than usual." Scholars were brutal.

"I'm not looking to be a hero, but I'll take any tips I can on staying alive."

"I'm Belle and I've just always wanted to be brave. And have adventures." Because she read too many stories and lost her mother in a tragic mild amnesia-inducing ogre attack.

Yang punched a button the remote control, and the Danger Shop shifted around them, providing all sorts of targets, weights, robotic training dummies, the works.

"Go grab an inhibitor from the table over there," she said. "Find one that fits well, then start using your power -- if you have one -- on the dummies. The tech will eventually figure out how to negate your abilities, be it a way to turn them off, or creating an opponent who's essentially immune to you."

"Have fun, go wild, watch out for your classmates."

Seivarden didn't have any powers, but she had military training and she had kept fit for the past two years. She had disabled her armor for this, so there was no way for her to instinctively activate it.

With Amaya's class and now this she would probably be a bit sore tomorrow.

Lana saw the wisdom in this, and it wasn't like inhibitors didn't exist in her galaxy, so it would be a good thing to learn to fight in one.

She still was really, really not looking forward to this. And the first thing she did after putting it on, was make sure it came off.

She's here, before and after class.

Slow, am at vet with very sick kitty.

Oh, no! Sending all the good vibes possible.

So You Want to Be a Hero. [Friday, Period 5]

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During the Lecture

Introductions!

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Get Fitted!

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