Akira POV, The Tests
The first test was a fifty-meter dash. With their speed augmentation at max power, my siblings could travel that almost instantly, for me running is nearly impossible, but practice allows me to walk it in about 19 seconds. As I watch other people work, I struggle to think of how I could use my quirk for this particular task. I haven't mastered using the ink to support for body weight, even in the exams I just used it more to float the concrete by compressing it as much as I could into the open space. Like a liquid lever. When it's my turn, I make it in 18.95 seconds, and my leg burns. Hopefully, I do better on the next tests.
Second, is grip strength, some kid hits 540 kilograms. I squeeze with my own strength as much as possible and constrict the ink as tightly as I can around it. The result it 237 kilograms, not too bad. However, if I can't find somewhere to step it up this is going to get to be a problem.
Third. Standing. Long. Jump. Honestly? I think I've been set up for failure at this point, I straight up make eye contact with Aizawa and simply step onto the sand. Last time I attempted a standing long jump was three years ago when my sister dared me to. It. Did. Not. End. Well. I see his mouth twitch upwards into a grin.
Fourth, repeated side steps. My speed isn't remarkable, but I do them until the pain laces all the way through my leg and up my side. I make sure to give Aizawa a particularly nasty glare. I know this is what it takes to be a hero, but these are not the type of exercises I typically do.
Fifth is the ball throw, I get the same result as before, but this time when it snaps lose I feel like the entirety of my equilibrium has been thrown out the window. I hit the ground and try to catch my breath. After a few moments, I get back up. When Uraraka gets infinity I smile. Her quirk is pretty useful and unique. What Aizawa says to that boy though... While accurate, it's not entirely fair. I'm sure with practice he can get a handle on it. However, similar things could be said about my physical skills in battle.
However, when Bakugo goes at him... and Aizawa stops it, I have to wonder, what went on between them before now?
The next event, test six, was right up my alley, unfortunately for me, I got paired up with Bakugo and Iida. Bakugo made several nasty comments about my physical skills while I waited for my turn, and when I crushed the speed he had done them at as well as the number he looked dumbfounded and questioned how I did that.
"My upper body strength has to be worked on every day to compensate for my leg." Tenya lamented on how much training I must do to have gotten to that level... and something about Bakugo's lack of respect and tact.
Seated toe touches, test number seven, weren't too much trouble either. After having done so many sit-ups and so much walking today it did kill my hip a lot more than normal but I powered through and got a relatively high score there as well.
When Aizawa told us the last test was a long distance run I literally just felt like collapsing. To him, long distance was, of course, the standard eight kilometers. To me, long-distance spells impossible. Sighing, I begin walking as quickly as I can. I'm sure I could do like the one girl who uses that acid stuff with my ink, and kind of skate along, but with only one good leg I just don't think I have the level of coordination required. If I could even maintain the level of ink viscosity required for that, for that long.
Aizawa stops me after I'm a few laps in, and tells me to go see Recovery Girl immediately. I blink at him, there's nothing she can do for my leg at this point...
"What do you mean? I'm haven't gotten injured." He gives me a blank look and motions for me to look down. Shit, my brace has dug into the skin in several places from the repetitive stress and movement today. I didn't notice because I was already in some much pain... but a substantial amount of blood has soaked my surprisingly absorbent gym clothes.
"Oh, um, are you sure? I think, um, that I can keep going, it's not that bad if I didn't notice." He shakes his head.
"Go, you've got enough points to pass at least. Can't have you bleeding out on your first day, wouldn't look good." He looks around at those that have finished already. His options are Tenya, who is jogging in place still like a madman. A brooding Bakugo, or a brooding half and half kid, or some black haired girl. I do not like his choice.
"Bakugo, go with Akira to Recovery Girl's office. And don't give either of them any problems or else." Bakugo grumbles but comes over and grabs my arm, practically dragging me towards the building. We get about halfway there before I have to snap my arm out of his grasp and clutch my side.
"Can we- can we please slow down?" He grunts but lets me dictate the pace from there forward, and I wince a little as I realize I'm going to need my crutch. Recovery Girl's office is up on the third floor, and there's a flight of stairs just to get to the first floor of the building.
"We, um-" Bakugo snaps at me.
"WHAT THE FUCK! Speak like a normal person, you did just fine earlier when you went all teacher mode on us. Now what?"
"We have to stop by the locker rooms when we get back inside the building... I can't go upstairs without my crutch." He looks at me.
"How are you going to get into the building then? Huh? And how did you get out here?" Shrugging I look down and focus on trying to make sure my leg cooperates.
"Going down isn't too hard. I can usually do a flight of stairs without my crutch going up if I need to, so I left it inside. Although, I'm- uh, I'm not sure I can even make it up the stairs right now. We'll just have to see." He groans and when we reach the stairs he looks at me and then back at the stairs. I narrow my eyes at him as I attempt the first step.
"What? Oh- don't even think that thought. I can do it myself." He grunts, waiting for me to get done with each step before moving up to the next one himself.
"It'd be fucking faster. What the hell are you thinking of becoming a hero? Do you have a fucking death wish?" Rolling my eyes I stop halfway to catch my breath.
"I don't care how much faster carrying me would be- I haven't been carried up a flight of stairs once since it happened and I won't start now. I'm becoming a hero to help people, to save lives and make the world a safer place... Why are you being so nice all of a sudden?" His eye twitches a little bit.
"ME NICE? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU! I'M NOT NICE! I'LL KILL YOU FOR SAYING THAT!" Starting up the stairs again I give him a look.
"There's the Bakugo I met this morning, you were being deceptively calm there for a while. You're also being pretty patient with me right now. I figured you would have blown a serious gasket by now. Because, um, you know that seems like your thing." He scoffs and turns away.
"Well, that bastard teacher said not to cause trouble. He seems like he's enough of a dick bag to expel me if I do. If I'm gonna be the top hero I can't let some shit like that happen. Not on the first day anyway." Ah, logical enough I suppose. I'm still quite suspicious of his motivations, however.
"Right locker room..." He gives me a look, and before I can stop him he darts into the girl's locker room and reemerges moments later with my crutch.
"With you bleeding all over the damn place I figured I better just do it so you don't pass out in there or some shit." We travel the rest of the way down the hallway in silence, but about halfway up the first set of stairs to Recovery Girl's office... Exactly what I thought would end up happening, happened.
"THIS IS TAKING TOO FUCKING LONG!" With that Bakugo unceremoniously throws me over his shoulder, grabbing my crutch in his free hand, and he races up the stairs. I try to protest, but he tells me to shut up using some rather colorful language. This better not become a recurring situation. Because I swear to all that is holy and unholy in the entire damn universe, that I REFUSE to become a damsel in distress. Not. My. Style.
X
I suppressed a laugh as Recovery Girl hit Bakugo upside the head and scolded him vehemently.
"Did no one ever teach you any manners young man! We do not pick up young ladies without their permission and we do not throw injured persons over our shoulders like sacks of potatoes! I can not believe they let someone with so little common decency into this school! You've got a long way to go if you're going to be a pro-hero. Now, go wait outside like a good boy while I treat the young lady here. If you're good from here on out, I'll even give you a piece of candy for the trouble!" Bakugo grumbles and heads outside and Recovery Girl helps me out of my brace and gym pants. She prods the damaged areas none too gently.
"Based on this scarring I'm guessing this has happened before? A brace like that has no place in modern medicine if only I'd been able to treat you sooner your leg might have been left in better shape. No use talking of if only's though, let me just get the first aid kit and bandage you up. No use draining your stamina when it's already so low, especially not for an injury you're used to accommodating. Unless of course you'd rather I just heal it now." I shake my head.
"That's alright, once it's bandaged it won't be too much of a bother at all. It doesn't usually take that long to heal on its own anyway." She nods and begins cleaning and bandaging the areas that split due to the brace digging in too much, humming a soft tune as she works. Before long she's all done, and she presents me with a clean pair of gym pants and a hard candy.
"There you go deary, get dressed and get your brace back on. I'll get that blood out of those pants for you and you can pick them up and give me those back tomorrow. You're not the first young lady to come to me with blood-soaked garments, though usually, it is a different scenario." That makes me laugh a little and I get dressed behind the closed curtain, and I hear her call Bakugo back in. Giving him another brief scolding about 'brooding' and how it's 'unbecoming'. As I emerge from behind the curtain I see place some candies in his hand as well, and she shows us both out of her office and sends us back to class. Bakugo grumbles as we make our way back towards the stairs.
When we reach them, I look at the railing a give him a grin.
"See ya at the bottom." With the same level of grace that I learned to do it at the hotel from Holly, I slide down and reach the bottom quickly. Saves lots of time at work.
"GOD DAMNIT WOMAN! NO WONDER YOU SAID GOING DOWN IS EASIER, YOU DO THAT BULLSHIT!" I hear him let off a blast and her flies, slightly ungracefully, down to my side. I roll my eyes at his temper, and move to the next flight of stairs and so on, until we finally make our way back outside.
Just in time for results.