time to be heroic or something

[willynilly]

Who: Ochako & you!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Yes!!
When: Now and throughout the week


( starstruck )

[The camera clicks on to Ochako, who is in full costume for once! Sans the helmet, at least for now. It's tucked under her arm. She shuffles from foot to foot, waves, and then bows slightly.]

Hello everyone! I have a request. Would any of the fleet's engineers be able to make something for me? Like, um. Rocket-y? I heard about there being a jetpack a while back... so something like that is what I'm looking for. And if you know anybody who can do that sort of thing, please ask for me! All I know is maintenance, so I'm kinda useless when it comes to making cool gear... I can collect parts, though, if you need anything from the planet!

Oh, and I'm not asking for free! I can pay if you want money... well I don't have a lot but maybe I could pay over time? I can also cook for you and your ship, or bring my little bots over to clean, or... we can work something out!

[She pauses to think for a moment, puzzling over what she might have forgotten, and then-]

Right! The other thing! Is there anybody with super-strength who can help me practice? I want to try a few things that I can't do on my own.

Thanks, everybody!

( iskaulit )

[Ochako's in overdrive today! And all week, really. She's discovered the parkour course and is running through it, over and over, only taking small breaks between to catch her breath and get a drink. She's practicing activating and cancelling her Quirk in quick succession, using her temporary moments of weightlessness to launch herself into higher jumps over the equipment than her small legs would normally allow.

Sure, it means once in a while she loses control and faceplants spectacularly, but that's what practice is for!

When she isn't practicing, she'll be wandering around the Iskaulit, poking her head into rooms less-often visited to see what's changed, or tidying up the art therapy room she likes to visit since it's been mostly abandoned for a while now. She'll be all over at sporadic times.]

Comments

[willynilly]

Um, that's okay! If your aim is bad that just means it'll be easier to dodge, right!?

And I'm not lookin' for somebody to shoot at me, gosh. I'm not that crazy yet!

[moseyin]

Okay so if it's not guns then what are you looking for? Target practice from what?

[willynilly]

I need somebody with super-strength to throw stuff at me!

[moseyin]

Oh. Okay, that's not as weird as I was thinking.

Sure I'm game. How heavy are we talkin'?

[willynilly]

Mmm... anything under three tonnes would be fine. Though I guess we should work our way up... how strong are you?

[moseyin]

I mean, I dunno what I can bench or anything but probably not that much. I think you're safe there. [that's like a damn car]

[willynilly]

Mm, okay, how about this: I'll leave it up to you what you pick up and throw. So you can set your own limits!

[moseyin]

[why does he feel kind of like he's being reassured] -well I'm not gonna know unless I try... [And throw his damn back out]

[willynilly]

[buddy]

Are you feelin' determined or insecure?

[Because it kinda sounds like the latter.]

[moseyin]

Wha- excuse you. What're you, my shrink? You wanna train or what?

[willynilly]

[GIGGLESNORT]

I doooo! I'll send you some coordinates, okay? Meet me down on the planet! Oh, and I'm Uraraka Ochako, by the way!

[moseyin]

[Youuuu great big pain in the ass] Yeah sure, I'm Cloud. [you brat

Well, whatever. No more annoying than Yuffie, who is...a friend. Kindaaaa.

Cloud heads down to the planet after he gets those coordinates, looking around for this apparently lethal weapon.]

[willynilly]

[What's up, pokey-hair! She's just finishing up a lunch break, nibbling away at her last synthetic riceball. At the sight of him approaching, she sits up and waves. Her helmet and a pile of accessories are at her side.]

Hi, thanks for coming! Just a sec, I gotta put the rest of my costume on.

[moseyin]

[eyeballs tho s e] This isn't like...some weird televised thing, is it?

[willynilly]

Isn't it always some weird televised thing?

[They're on a reality show, duh.]

[moseyin]

Smartass. Put on your superhero costume already. [Or whatever that stuff is supposed to be]

I didn't bring my own heavy stuff, that's not gonna be a problem is it?

[willynilly]

[PLONK goes on the helmet, and she adjusts her boots to make sure they're on properly.]

I don't think so, unless you need it to throw stuff. I was thinking we could just use whatever's around for it.

[moseyin]

[Looks around. ...yeah this'll do. Seems like this is kind of a dumping ground? Though it's weird, with everything in town being so pristine...like all these fucked up appliances and half-gutted cars don't belong here.] You uh, you know what you're doing, right? Because I'm gonna feel like crap if this ends up killing you.

[willynilly]

W-well yeah, I'd kinda be happier if you didn't try to kill me...

[She's trying really hard not to be nervous but when he says it like that it's kind of scary, actually.]

Maybe you can aim, like, beside where I am? Until we get a feel for it? This is new for me, too.

[moseyin]

Maybe don't play the cocksure card if you're not actually sure, [Cloud, the world's biggest hypocrite, advises. He goes to pick through the available junk for something not so overwhelming to start...maybe just some cinderblocks? Start small.]

[willynilly]

I'm kinda doin' this on the fly, if that wasn't super obvious.

[Maybe learn how to read the room Cloud, gosh!!

She scoots away while he digs for stuff, putting some distance between them and planting her feet, ready to move when he figures out what he's doing.]

[moseyin]

[Oh. ...well now she looks actually nervous, and he feels kinda bad.]

Look, [........what's her name] Urara...ko?

[willynilly]

[you tried.]

Uraraka.

[moseyin]

[Yikes. Not a great start, Cloud.] Uraraka.

If you're nervous... [God, what can he even say?] -if you're nervous, get mad.

[willynilly]

...Get mad?

[That's not a tactic she's familiar with.]