Akira POV, Still Day Two

I collected the images gathered by my ink cameras into a single notebook, along with any of their comments. With as much quickness as I can manage, I make my way to where the teachers have gathered to meet about the incident. Knocking on the door sharply, I hear a lot of mumbling and shuffling before I'm called in. Approaching Principal Nezu I hold out the notebook, his own grim expression matches the others in the room.

"The images and information are timestamped and ordered from highest to lowest concern. That's all the information that they managed to gather in the chaos if they notice anything else I will get it to you immediately. Um... It might be a little weirdly presented, they're not very mature yet. I'm working on that part of their behavior still." Principal Nezu nods, thanking me and thumbing through the book before dismissing me. I grinned, there was also some pretty funny stuff tucked into the back that my ink had stated, I had included it mostly for my own amusement.

Aizawa POV

"What's in that notebook?" Nezu grinned cheekily at me.

"Information gathered by the newest addition to our security system, added just today! Young Miss Akira is able to create self-sustaining 'ink cameras' that gather information and store it independent of her command. In this notebook is a compilation of all the data they managed to gather during today's event. The first few images are of the greatest concern, however, I do find this interesting." Nezu was laughing hysterically as he turned the thing to us. It was Present Mic and I standing in front of the press. An exact duplicate of the scene with comments to either side of us.

Present Mic, 'quirk almost as cool as Aniya', 'what's with that hair?', 'louder than the kids in the morning', 'secretly a small spoon', 'pretends to be a womanizer', 'actually not'

Eraserhead, 'coolest hero ever, quirk is better than Kimiko's, maybe anyway', 'Possibly Grandpa Toro's secret love child', 'definite big spoon', 'ladies man for real'

My eyebrow twitched, at least mine aren't as bad as Present Mic's. He flipped the page again, and there were Midnight and All Might in his small form.

Midnight, 'MUST NEVER MEET HOLLY UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE THE APOCALYPSE WILL LIKELY OCCUR!', '#1 Sexy Boss', 'Dom Vibes'

All Might, 'Smol form', 'Total Jackass', '0/10 would recommend as teacher', 'Very displeased', 'Not cool man', 'Maiko could beat 100% fact my friends'

This time I snorted under my breath, wait... How does she know that that's All Might? If Nezu trusts her with this, then I guess it'll have to be fine.

"Now that the mood is lightened, I think these are our main concerns." He flipped back to the first page of the book.

A hooded man was there, and the notes around him were not very positive.

'Make door turn to dust like the creepy dude he is', 'Creep factor level 22/10', 'Definite mental issues my friend', 'Small child in a man body', 'Why tho?', 'Acts in charge'

The next image was an indistinct black mass.

'Teleport-o friend', 'Appears and then disappears like snacks in a house full of hungry toddlers', 'Dark blob, not cool like Tikara at all', 'Is probs actually in charge', 'Stole some info, not sure what tho? Not sposed to look at official records per the big boss lady. She gets crabby if we don't listen, says it gives her 'major headaches guys!''.

...She talks to her ink like it's a person... Also, who are these people the ink is mentioning?

"Right, we'll all keep our eyes open. Is there anything else in there we need to see?" Nezu grinned, I'm guessing it's not any of the serious stuff.

"Well, there are quite a few more pages in the back with interesting commentary. Feel free to look through it all however, we will discuss this later. Aizawa, as she's your student I'll entrust this to you." Principal Nezu passed me the book and then took his leave, but the rest of the teachers stayed.

"I wonder who that Holly girl is... She must be fun if I'm supposed to stay away." Glaring at her I flip through the book, turning to the very last page. It contains only a note and an excessive amount of ink blots. 'This page will respond to and otherwise answer direct inquiries from the following individuals so long as the information is known. Shoto Aizawa, Nezu, Papa, Granpa Toro.' Is that even possible? I need to have a serious talk with Akira.

"Let's try asking it, Who is the Holly you mentioned Midnight should never meet?" The ink swirled around for a moment before forming an image of a girl.

'Holly, Quirk; Perfection/Perfect Charm'. Basically a perfect goddess. Also, a crazy bitch who will def cut you if you piss her off. Badass 10/10. No meeting Midnight allowed.'

"That answers that. Now... Who is Aniya?" I wonder who this book thinks is 'cooler' than Present Mic. It swirls again and a new, more serious looking, girl appears.

'Aniya, Quirk; Resonance. Serious as fuck. Never takes shit. Can legit shatter yo bones no flex involved. 10/10 would not fuck with ever. WOULD destroy Mic. Secret sweetie.'

"Ha, this book thinks a teenage girl could beat me! Such an impudent listener!" The book swirled again.

'Don't think she could know she could. Aniya is a badass, and you're a little boy with no manners.' Holy shit... That's weird. And hilarious.

"Right, be nice to the... book. Who are Kimiko and Granpa Toro?" The book shows the girl first. A tired looking girl.

'Kimiko, Quirk; Hold Still. Current hero student, applying for transfer to U.A. Sleepy child. Loves naps. Quirks can't touch this chick. Please ignore perpetual bedhead.'

'Grandpa Toro, quirkless. Total savage. Sleeps a lot. Gives weird challenges or punishments. Always Grumpy. Likes cats. Aizawa Shoto is his secret love child for reals.'

"...okay. Any other questions?" All Might grumbles under his breath, everyone looks at him to repeat himself.

"Who is Maiko?" I repeat the question to the book.

'Maiko, Quirk; Stand Tall. Unaffected by physical attacks. No need for homegirl to flex, she'll just stare you down in amusement as your attacks fail major!'

"Anything else... Oh, last one. Tikara." The book swirls to reveal a picture of a fairly petite young girl, and an opposing picture of that young girl glowing black and looking absolutely terrifying. She'd probably win a 'looks like a villain' contest in the second picture.

'Tikara, Quirk; Dark Matter. Shy bird. Very scary when angry. Glows like a demon from hell. Can't even see what she does cause it's invisible my dudes.'

Akira has... interesting friends. Now, to find her and ask a few questions.

Akira POV

How do you mature a non-living, semi-sentient ink being? I have no flipping idea, I probably should all things considered, but I don't. So please, if you have any valuable input please share. Because in all honesty, my ink tends to act like a catty teenager once I start letting it do completely its own thing. I was pondering these semantics as I went to change for training. However, Mr. Aizawa stopped me. Appearing in his bag with a juice pouch in hand, that man...

"Akira, follow me to my office." With that, he rolls off unceremoniously, and I follow him a bit hesitantly. Hopefully, no one sees me following a caterpillar man.

When we arrive at his office he rolls to his desk, and somehow gets into his chair without getting out of the bag. Instructing me to close the door and have a seat, he offers me a juice box from the top drawer of his desk- their placement almost makes them seem like contraband. I pick orange juice... How is it cold?

"I was impressed by the versatility of your ink, however as for combat effectiveness, I'm not seeing much. You'll end up sidelined as an espionage hero unless that's what you want? Of course, there's also the matter of your ink being- immature? If you can call a non-sentient object that... Also, your friends." I quirk a brow at him.

"I don't care where I end up as long as I get to help people, I'm working with someone from hero support to make more versatile ink set. The current problem is that commercial inks are limited, other than certain brands not freezing until the temperature becomes obscenely low- I've been limited. I had originally provided a list of my ink requests with my costume form, but they refused to make it due to liability reasons. I've been working on maturing my ink, and one of my requested inks may fit the bill better than standard pen ink. Also, my ink- particularly in this case- is mostly sentient. It gets basic instructions and acts on them how it sees fit. In some cases, it actually uses individual judgment and acts with no particular instruction- simply going off the most logical course of action from previous experience. And, what about my friends? I'm not sure my life outside of school should be of your concern." Aizawa shrugs, grabbing himself more juice.

"The ink- is there a better way to address it? Mentioned several of your friends- that one of them applied for a transfer here." I nod, taking a sip of my own juice.

"Yes, she's quite something. She applied for a transfer to generals since it not entrance exam time- but due to her exceptional scores at the institute, she is currently attending she is being allowed to take a hero course entrance exam mid-semester. She has to perform higher than the bottom 30 to be admitted- otherwise, it's straight to general studies and she'll have to try for transfer later on. Why?" Aizawa shrugs and sends me on my way, what an odd man.