Bant perked up as Cathleen entered into their quarters only to let out a groan when she saw the smile she was wearing. The fake, weak, 'sorry, things ain't workin' out but I'm tryin'' smile that she tended to wear when, well, things hit yet another wall. That caused Bant to flop back down on the couch, earning a huff from Crosshairs.

"You really thought that they would let us go?" he asked sardonically.

"No," Bant said, not at all bothered by his attitude. Honestly she liked all the Bad Batch for being straight shooters, no pun intended when it came to Crosshairs. The Jedi, for all their talk of being a family and about how nothing was fixed when one spoke only in lies, had developed the bad habit of lying through their teeth about… everything. They wouldn't admit they needed the Mind Healers. Wouldn't admit when they were hurt. Wouldn't admit when there were problems. And when things went bad they were too cheerful and accepting, stating that it was the 'Will of the Force' and that for everything to work out they needed to 'Trust in the Force'.

But sometimes it was nice to have Clone Force 99 flat out say a situation sucked and was going to keep sucking.

"What happened, exactly?" Quinlan asked from the table where he, Hunter, Tech, and Omega were playing… well, Bant wasn't sure what they were playing. The men at the basehad taught them several card games, such as Poker and Black Jack, and they really didn't have Sabacc cards. There had been some attempts to MAKE some Sabacc cards, or use the deck of cards that military had given them, but Quinlan and Hunter had decided that it would be more fun to make their own game.

Bant didn't understand and didn't try and understand it. Frankly just listening to them all debate if they should include the 5s had been painful enough.

Cathleen walked over to Bane, who was sitting with Wrecker. Normally the two would never spend time with one another but when it came to cleaning and checking over their guns they found common ground. Wrecker was loud and boisterous… except when he needed to make sure his beloved weapons were in working order. He was currently looking over a mini gun that Cathleen had given him to mess around with, making sure the barrel was clean while Cad checked over his side arms. Cathleen playfully walked her fingers along Bane's shoulder, earning her a glower but little less than normal for him.

"They actually did try and reach out to the Japanese government," she told them. "So we made progress there."

"Doesn't mean they'll let us leave," Hunter said as he took a card and moved to set it in the discard pile… before suddenly changing his mind and flipping it upsidedown, much to the annoyance of Quinlan based on his groan. "Remember, we're 'valued guests'."

"Heheh, like they could stop us!" Wrecker said.

"I would be ordered to stop you," Cathleen reminded him.

"You wouldn't though," Bane said without looking up. "You'd either make a grand show of trying to stop us while pulling your punches or you'd go with us." He paused. "All depends on what the rest of the ground crew voted for. What's the current opinion?"

Cathleen's jaw worked at that before she muttered, "We abandon the base and head out with you." Bane smirked at that, as did Hunter over at the table. "You know, its that corrupting of us that is getting the generals mad."

"Then maybe they should be working to make us happy so we don't corrupt you," Hunter said.

"What happened when they reached out to the Japanese government?" Tech asked. Bant saw Hunter finally discard his two cards, both face up, and Tech begin to consider his options.

"They put in an official request to speak with The Negotiator," Cathleen said. "And I can confirm that he goes by the name Obi Wan Kenobi."

"Of course he does!" Quinlan said with a laugh. "Obes isn't creative enough to come up with a fake name."

"He had one on Mandalore though," Bant pointed out.

"Ben. He called himself Ben," Quinlan stated as Cathleen grabbed a chair and sat down next to Bane and Wrecker, the former quietly handing her a rag and a gun for her to clean. "He didn't even change his last name. 'Ben Kenobi'. Like there are thousands of Kenobis running around the galaxy." He suddenly let out a dark huff. "Remember when Brunt tried to convince everyone that his name meant 'No One, Son of None?"

"And if by 'tried' you mean he got half the clan thinking that…" Bant scoffed at the memory.

"No One, Son of None?" Omega asked. "What does that mean?"

"What is sounds like," Quinlan stated with a casual shrug. "Brunt told everyone that Obi Wan's name meant that he had been rejected by his people and that's why the Jedi had been 'forced' to take him on. Never mind the fact that we all know that Yoda was the one that found him on Stewjon and brought him to the temple… nope, Brunt made a big deal about how Obi Wan was a reject."

"And the crèche masters, instead of actually telling Brunt to knock it off, decided to use it as a lesson in languages," Bant said, allowing a touch of bitterness to leak through her words before she released her frustrations into the Force. She was good… she was good.

"Who is Brunt?" Omega asked.

Quinlan shrugged. "A clan member of ours. Around Obi and Bant's age, about a year and half younger than me. Him and Obi Wan used to fight all the time."

Bant wasn't okay.

"Used to fight?" she snapped. "Used to fight? He made it his life's work to torment Obi Wan! Oafy Wan? Remember than Quinlan? Egging him off to challenge him, getting him upset, and then playing the victim the moment those blind as Rupdors crèche masters arrived to find out what was going on? You know I found out it was Master Bul who found Brunt… had a soft spot for the little brat."

"Bant… he's dead," Quinlan said, for once finding himself having to be the level headed Jedi. "Dead and gone. Obi Wan is fine… he's a Jedi Master, youngest on the Council. Or at least he was until we all ended up here. But Brunt is in a coffin that never gets visited while Obi Wan is alive and well."

"Doesn't make it right what they did to him," she said stubbornly.

"Brunt sounds like he needed someone to drag him behind a building and give his rear a few swings," Crosshairs muttered, chewing on his tooth pick.

"Yes, yes he did! Thank you!" Bant declared before she shut her eyes and worked to recenter herself. "Sorry Cathleen."

"No no, this is all hilarious," the Pro Hero said with a grin. "The upper brass only get to see you guys as prime and proper or as a well functioning military unit. I personally love seeing you as people." She paused, tilting her head. "Is it okay to call you people?"

"Whatever," Bane said with a shrug. "What happened when you reached out to the government?"

"Well," Cathleen said even as she inspected the gun to make sure she hadn't missed any spots, "they put in the official request to talk to Obi Wan, or rather the Negotiator. Made comments about how they wanted his advice on something. We didn't bring up any of you because…" she trailed off.

"Because they are scared if they reveal we are here then they'll have other governments demanding to look at the aliens," Hunter replied gruffly.

"Its weird ta think we're aliens, Hunta," Omega said as she set down her card, the turn moving to him.

"Everyone is an alien," he told the girl, drawing from the deck rather than the discard pile. "Cathleen is an alien ta us, we're aliens ta her. That's just the way it is."

"And you're all aliens to me," Bane said dryly. "What happened?"

Cathleen nodded. "Well, Obi Wan must have friends in high places because they refused to deliver the message. Said that for national security reasons they wouldn't risk contact between us and him."

"Well, that's a lie if I've ever heard one," Bane said.

Bant though wasn't for sure. "If he was found like us he may be working for the government."

"Oh, he isn't, Mistress Bant!" Threepio declared as he and Artoo entered into the quarters. The droids, once it had been learned that they had no offensive capabilities, were given a bit more free reign than the rest of them to wander about. Bant and the others weren't locked in cells but it was expected that unless they notified one of the guards where they were going they would stay put. It was very much a gilded cage for them but she also understood it; when they'd learned that Bant and Quinlan could basically brainwash people with Force Suggestions, that Wrecker was nearly as strong Star and Stripe, and Cad Bane had a body count that put most villains to shame, the higher ups had gotten spooked. The ground crew and Cathleen's 'bros' didn't mind them and had begun to trust them fully but the generals and the like were antsy with them wandering about. But the droids were seen as harmless; in fact Bant got the sense they wanted to see just what they were capable of, salivating at the idea of understanding how their programming worked and just how deep it went.

'Of course they have no idea just how dangerous those two are,' Bant thought to herself. Artoo, despite having come from the peace loving Naboo, had already had a ton of add ons that would make him dangerous to those that underestimated him… and that was before Skywalker had begun to tinker with him. Bant had no idea everything that Artoo had but everyone just assumed he was a cute little trash can and not packed to the circuits with blades, shock probes, welding tools, torch cutters, jets, and all other manner of goodies.

Threepio wasn't dangerous in the sense that he had weapons. No… his danger was that people were quick to dismiss him. It was honestly impressive how he could talk up a storm, annoying all around him… and then suddenly just… disappear from people's notice. Cathleen was convinced that the droid somehow had a quirk, as impossible as that was. He wasn't stealthy. He wasn't quiet. And yet Bant herself had completely forgotten he was around only to suddenly turn and find him there staring at her.

All that meant that Threepio heard things he shouldn't.

"What have you learned, Threepio?" Quinlan asked.

"Well, Artoo and I were just wandering about, looking for some of the parts that Hunter Bane asked for-" At some point in the last few months Threepio had decided that while Bant was their Mistress the others deserved 'titles of respect' and thus dubbed Cad 'Hunter Bane', "-when we came upon General Mackley discussing the failure to connect to Master Kenobi. It seems that, according to General Mackley who was most displeased with the situation and the disrespect they had been shown by the Japanese government, that Master Kenobi has been working at UA."

"UA…" Hunter rumbled. "Where have I heard that name before?"

"Everyone!" Wrecker said with a laugh. "Its such a basic name-"

"That's not it," Hunter said.

"Let me look," Tech said, pulling out his tablet.

"I know," Cathleen said, cutting him off. "UA is the premiere Heroics School in Japan." She smirked slightly. "They like to claim they are the greatest school in the world for Heroes but EVERYONE knows that's actually The Great Lakes Collective."

Bant, who had seen the banners for the GLC in Cathleen's room, knew that her friend perhaps wasn't the most unbiased critic.

"What does working for a school have to do with us being unable to reach Kenobi?" Crosshairs asked. "It's a school… they teach brats how to wear spandex and pose for cameras."

"Actually," Tech said, chiming in, "I believe it answers completely the issues we have run into." He never looked up from the tablet as he spoke. "You see, UA's current principal is Nedzu, considered the smartest being on the planet. He is also one that is fiercely protective of his staff… and highly possessive of them as well. As such it is little surprise that he would block our attempts to talk with him. He most likely believes that the government is trying to poach Kenobi."

"He would assume that first and foremost?" Bant asked.

"Indeed, if the information I am finding about General Kenobi is true," Tech stated, folding out of the game so he could look over the info. "He has become quite important to UA and they have very close ties to the Hero Commission. Hmmm…" He grew quiet, tapping away at his screen. "Well, this is rather interesting."

"What is it?" Quinlan asked even as he tossed a card into the discard pile.

"So we've been able to determine the location of three of the members of General Kenobi's party. General Skywalker is the Pro Hero Sir Steel-"

Bane huffed. "That is a horrible name."

Bant found herself agreeing.

"And Captain Rex is Dualshot," Tech stated. "Though the Hero Commission really must get around to correcting their records, as I have found at least one occasion where they call him Longshot." Tech shook his head at that.

"We know this, Tech," Hunter told him as he drew a card. "What did you find?"

"I was attempting to look at the UA records but was unable to get far before I was blocked. Not by a program but by a living being… I am willing to bet it was Nedzu. But I was able to get into the public files and I found the Sports Festival Footage from earlier this year…" He turned the tablet and Bant's eyes went wide as she stared at who could only be Ahsoka Tano.

"So she's in UA," she finally said. "We should have predicted that."

"We weren't for sure if Commander Tano survived," Hunter said. "Now we have proof."

"And we can make the educated guess that Senator Amidala is alive as well, meaning all five were transported here," Quinlan stated. "Now we just need to figure out how to get out of here and get there."

Everyone was utterly quiet at that.

No one had a good answer.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Hmmm… now that was interesting," Nedzu said, pulling Obi Wan's attention away from the Exam. "Oh, I'm sorry… continue with this. We'll talk in a moment."

Obi Wan nodded, refocusing on the exam. Granted, it wasn't much of a tragedy to miss some of the exam, sadly, as it looked like Kaminari and Aoyama were unfortunately heading towards a failure. Midnight's quirk only worked on males (which was why Obi Wan had put one restriction on the randomizer that prevented her from getting any female students) and as such they had been limited to long range attacks. Aoyama, in theory, should have taken the lead with Kaminari working as a distraction to allow the French teen to be able to get into position and strike at her. But of course Midnight had known they were going to go for such a move. Because this was an exam though she wasn't doing what she'd normally do to avoid such a strike, as the goal wasn't to crush the students completely and utterly.

She had been willing though to make it seem like she had left herself vulnerable, taunting the students to abandon their plan and go for the quick and easy strike. It was a tactic to see how the students handled a sudden opportunity… but also one that came with great risk.

Kaminari had leapt at the opportunity without thought, leaping out of his hiding spot and launching a blast of electricity at Nemuri.

She had easily leapt over it and then unleashed her knock out gas, taking out Kaminari.

Aoyama had tried to continue on with the plan but with her using his partner as a shield it had been doomed and thus he had been forced to try and make for the exit. But rather than stop, think, and come up with a plan… he had acted rashly and now was on the run from her. He was panicking and it was disappointing to see.

'But not unexpected,' Obi Wan thought to himself. 'I knew that not everyone would be able to pass this exam. I would be worried about my ability to design it if every student was able to make it through without a problem.'

The fact of the matter was that while a teacher WANTED every student to pass they also had to balance that with the need to push and challenge their students. Especially in a situation such as this. It had been different with the written exam; that one had been cut and dry, with no tricks. Just the knowledge they had gained during their time with him. But the Practical Exam was about taking that knowledge and pushing it further. Forcing them to apply it in ways they had never considered before.

The time ran out and Midnight called the match, leaving Aoyama panting so hard it looked like he was about to dry heave. Some of that might have been tension and worry but Rex had warned Obi Wan that Aoyama hadn't been able to handle even a third of the routine he had Midoriya run; Obi Wan made a note to include in the Summer School program basic endurance training.

"Hmmm, not as easy as they thought it would be," AIzawa stated as he came down to sit next to him. "They abandoned the plan."

"A common mistake heroes make, and one we will be discussing when we go over the footage with everyone."

"You want them to fail."

"Not at all," Obi Wan replied with a slight smile. "If all of them succeeded I would be pleased… but also worried about the exam itself. Its goal is to push the students."

He paused to take a sip of his tea. While there were many things he missed about his home universe he had to admit that the cups Earth had that could keep drinks warm but also safe from spilling were rather nice. It was, oddly enough, something the Republic had never tried to figure out. At best there were flasks and ration bottles. But actual cups that he could walk around with and drink from anywhere without worrying about spilling a drop AND didn't leave the horrid aftertaste so many of the ration bottles did? That was delightful.

"When I was their age the Council would hold lightsaber tournaments. These were open to everyone and they were always mixed. You might get someone in your age group. You might get a newly made knight. But you could also end up with one of the masters of the Order." He took another sip. "Yes, there was disappointment if you drew Ki-Adi or Mace as your opponent in the first round as it meant that your time wasn't going to last long and you'd be stuck watching. But you also never wanted to simply take on people of your skill level. You wanted to LEARN. To challenge yourself. When I became a knight I hungered for the chance to face Master Yoda, even though I knew he would defeat me easily. Because I would learn from those duels and it would help me become a better knight.

"The students are going to be disappointed. I know that. But my hope is that they learn from this. We will be going over the footage of every match to see the victories and the failures and I will get them to understand the mistakes they made, the close calls that never needed to be, the opportunities they missed. And it will help them grow."

"And if they don't?" Aizawa asked.

Obi Wan narrowed his eyes. "You know the answer to that."

The Home Room Teacher for Class 1-A nodded his head at that and stood up when he saw his name flash on the main screens, showing he was up next for the exam. He didn't say a word of goodbye and instead just headed out without a word.

"I think our dear Eraserhead doesn't like it that you are challenging them and are beloved for it," Nedzu stated.

Obi Wan nodded. "I warned him that his little logical ruses would hurt him. They are fine in certain situations but he seems to believe that every moment of every day should be a test. That isn't a way to live." He paused. "I wonder if its stress induced paranoia thanks to a lack of sleep."

"Hmm… perhaps I should have Recovery Girl look him over," Nedzu stated though Obi Wan didn't doubt for a second that Nedzu already knew the answer and had been waiting to either see what would happen with Aizawa OR for someone to call him out. From what little he had gathered Aizawa had interned with Nedzu during his 2nd year at UA… the man had learned some of his more troubling traits from somewhere, after all.

"You were going to tell me something?" Obi Wan said.

"Ah yes," Nedzu said. "It seems we had someone trying to hack into UA and get to your file."

"My file?" Obi Wan stated.

"Yes. Someone from America, which is interesting. As far as I know you have no connections to that country."

"Not unless its someone from the Hero Commission," Obi Wan said, stroking his beard in thought. "I only really have interacted with them and UA's staff and I know none of them are in America. Though… someone I saved?"

"Possible," Nedzu said. "The United States Military has reached out to try and make contact with you. I've shut that down, of course, as I've learned that the USA tends to get rather greedy when they see new talent and wish for it to remain with them on their shores. Did you know that after All Might returned to Japan and truly began to make a name for himself here there was a push by some in the United States Government to try and force him to return? Oh, they made claims about passports and the lie to try and justify it but in the end it was greed. Nothing came of it, of course; by that point All Might was too powerful and well known for them to risk trying to claim him."

"But why me, though?" Obi Wan asked.

"That is the question, isn't it?" Nedzu said and Obi Wan didn't miss how excited the principal sounded at that little quandary. "This is actually the 3rd time someone has tried to hack into UA to try and get information about you. Oh, I've stopped them each time, of course. At most they got our public videos, anything that can be seen on our school website, so you need not worry."

"Except I will worry," Obi Wan said. "Because if someone is this desperate to get information about me they will not stop at just one failed attempt."

"Yes… yes that is true." Nedzu said just as Midnight returned, Kaminari and Aoyama looked rather crest fall and sullen.

"It looks as if the next exam is about to begin," Obi Wan spoke up, cutting off any attempts at the class to make fun of the two. He remembered what it was like to feel like you failed only for others to pile on you for it.

Aizawa had selected a different part of the city for his exam, one that at first appeared to give Tokoyami and Kirishima a disadvantage. The suburban neighborhood had many one to two stories houses and some trees but that was about it. There were none of the tall buildings or sudden alleyways that had been available for Aoyama and Kaminari to use, meaning that they wouldn't be able to easily sneak up on the teacher.

'But in reality it also puts Aizawa at a major disadvantage,' Obi Wan thought to himself. 'He is used to fighting in an urban area, where he can quickly make use of fire escapes and the like to move about the battlefield in three dimensions. He likes to get into positions where the activation of his quirk utterly startles his opponents because they can't tell where he is or what he even did, assuming they even know of his existence. He's out in the open too and the students will be able to see him. They know his quirk.' Obi Wan leaned forward. 'Oh… if they notice that…'

Yes… the two had a chance… if they were clever about it.

~MC~MC~MC~

Ahsoka watched on as Kirishima and Tokoyami quietly talked with each other one last time before they broke apart and began to go separately along the back yards of the neighborhood. "What would you do in this situation?" she asked Midoriya quietly.

"Hmm?" he said, still focused on the screens. He and Bakugo hadn't been able to figure out what Obi Wan's hidden piece of the exam was but they were still looking rather intently at the screens that all showed things OTHER than the actual fight, trying to determine just what their Heroics Professor might have hidden there. "Oh, to take down Eraserhead?" Midoriya asked with a shrug. "He has a few weaknesses. The sandbox…" but then he lapsed into silence and Ahsoka sighed, knowing that he was completely focused on the exam.

She watched as Kirishima and Tokoyami quickly began to dart in and out of cover. Kirishima had already hardened his skin while Tokoyami was having Dark Shadow try and slither around in the shade to sneak up on Eraserhead… but their teacher was simply too used to sneak attacks and was always there to activate his quirk. Dark Shadow would instantly retract into Tokoyami, which allowed Aizawa to see right where he was hiding and go after him with his capture weapon while Kirishima had to remain on the move the moment he was caught.

'They are feeling him out…' Ahsoka thought to herself. 'Trying to wear him down…' She frowned at that. 'What am I missing here? They know something… this isn't just them being overly cautious. They were feeling him out before but they know what he is and isn't going to do.' She could tell that Aizawa was getting impatient and had a feeling that pretty quick he'd be going after one of them, moving to try and capture them. 'Tokoyami is the bigger threat. Dark Shadow allows him to attack from a distance and suddenly. That's why he keeps looking at the shadows. Take him out and Kirishima becomes a hand to hand battle and he can't win that, not against Eraserhead AND without his quirk to back him up.'

Her mind began to puzzle over what Midoriya had said about the sand.

Why would that be the key to-

She looked at Aizawa… and realized EXACTLY what she'd missed.

"His goggles," she whispered to herself. Aizawa wasn't wearing his goggles.

Suddenly the tactics the two were using made sense. They were trying to get him to strain his eyes, to make them so dry and tired that he'd HAVE to close them. Izuku's idea was also rather brilliant and one she would need to consider not just against Aizawa if she ever faced him but most other villains as well. Sand, dirt, any type of grit would get in someone's eyes and blind them.

'If Izuku was paired with Todoroki he'd have him make as many snowflakes as he could… or ice splinters. If with Inasa a dust storm. With me the same thing. Blind him and-'

Kirishima and Tokoyami attacked.

They rushed out of their hiding spots with their quirks fully in use, daring Aizawa to activate his quirk. And he did, turning off Kirishima's hardening… but Ahsoka saw that he had barely done it to his skin, so that it didn't alter his flesh at all and, more importantly, didn't cause him to trip and fall when it disappeared. Tokoyami, meanwhile, came from one direction and Dark Shadow another, forcing Aizawa to whip around-

"There," Bakugo hissed.

"I see it," Midoriya stated.

Ahsoka didn't know what they were talking about. She didn't see anything at all.

Izuku must have sensed that she was confused because he said, in an incredibly low voice and strained even her enhanced hearing, "Window to the right of the doorway."

She frowned, looking at the different houses. They all looked rather the same to her, reminding her of the typical suburban homes that one saw in all movies and in nearly every tv show where they wanted to make a place look "normal". Yet Izuku and Bakugo were both staring with utterly focus on that one window and-

Her eyes widened as she saw it.

Only for a moment, utterly fleeting, but it was there.

The curtain was moving and what looked like a hand.

Someone… was in there.

"What do you think?" Izuku asked. "Is this supposed to remind us that some civvies don't listen whenthere are evacuation orders and we need to be mindful of that?"

Bakugo frowned. "Maybe… or maybe they can't get out. Look at the roof… there is damage there. Something might have blocked the doorway. Kept them from getting out."

Ahsoka glanced back at the actual fight and saw that Kirishima and Tokoyami were managed to do far better than Kaminari and Aoyama. Kirishima had just gotten in close enough to snap one of Aizawa's wrists into the handcuffs they had been given. The red head had clearly been pleased with himself… which was when Aizawa had come at him with a hard kick that sent him sprawling to the ground.

"Don't celebrate a victory until you actually have it," Aizawa lectured him… just as Tokoyami came at him from behind. Aizawa whipped around… only to find that Tokoyami had decided to keep Dark Shadow hidden, which meant the sudden sensation of his quirk being turned off wasn't there. That meant he was able to continue on with his attack, landing a punch on AIzawa's shoulder that caused him to spin around.

"Good advice," Kirishima said as he suddenly swung his leg out, tripping their teacher up.

'Clever,' Ahsoka thought. 'They realized their quirks are a liability, so they aren't using them at all.' Uraraka had described the feeling one their quirk suddenly disappearing like a cold wind slipping into your clothing. It made one freeze up, startled by the sensation, not expecting it at all. That also caused one to stop what they were doing. Aizawa did it often to get the class under control or to halt fights that would break out. It was also a power tactic in his fighting style… but ONLY if someone wasn't expecting it AND was using their quirk.

Case in point Kirishima used Aizawa's downed position as a chance to wrap his legs around his head and neck while Tokoyamia moved to side on him while also grabbing his face with one hand and covering his eyes.

"If you move," Tokoyami stated, "my partner here will use his quirk. You will know untold agony as his legs become like the stones that make up a thousand tombs. Do not resist."

"Aizawa has about twenty ways he could break out of that," Izuku commented.

"But he won't because it's a fucking test, Deku," Bakugo stated but there wasn't any of the normal heat in his words. Sure enough Aizawa raised his hands and Tokoyami slapped the other cuff on his wrist.

At once all their classmates burst into cheers.

"I can't believe it!" Ashido squealed. "They took down Aizawa!"

"Be careful how much you gloat about that, Raccoon Eyes," Bakugo snarled.

"Aw, come on!" Ashido said with a grin. "We have to give him a bit of playful ribbing!"

Tsu though shook her head. "If you want to make him decide to get even by running suicides for the entire home room period, leave me out of it please, ribbit."

Ashido's eyes went wide at that. "Uh… he… he wouldn't do that, would it?"

Ahsoka rolled her own eyes at that. "Its Aizawa."

The pink girl swallowed nervously.

"Well… we know there is something else in the testing area," Izuku stated.

"That's right," Bakugo said. "Just need to figure out what the fuck Monk Man is playing at."

"Monk Man?" Ahsoka asked. "That's almost polite of you, Bakugo."

"Fuck off, Shit Horns," he snapped but he didn't have the normal heat that she was used to.

'Just what did he go through during his internship?' she wondered before looking back at the screens which were replaying moments from the last exam. 'And… what exactly are you playing at, Master Kenobi?'

Even as Kirashima, Tokoyami, and Aizawa got up and began to make their way to the bus that would take them back to the observation room Ahsoka saw the next match announced on the screens.

Inasa and Bakugo vs Master Kenobi.

'Whatever you have planning… looks like we're about to find out.'