[ Inasa spares a glance toward the sound of someone approaching, shoulders tensing just briefly despite being fully aware that it's probably just someone suddenly thrust into the same situation that he has. He shakes them out again, loosening himself up, before he reaches for the bit of paper and starts working on flattening it back out again.
Another point and the paper lifts into the air. He actually manages to get it to hover this time, floating gently in front of him, before he lowers it back to the ground.
Triumph. Still not great. He had more power than this when his quirk first manifested itself. ]
Ah-- no! Yes! Maybe?
[ This is confusing.
Inasa leans back a little bit and glances up at the figure standing over him. It isn't often that he feels short, and he still wouldn't if he stood up, but something about the man in front of him makes him feel small. ]
It seems that something has been done to my quirk!
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Another point and the paper lifts into the air. He actually manages to get it to hover this time, floating gently in front of him, before he lowers it back to the ground.
Triumph. Still not great. He had more power than this when his quirk first manifested itself. ]
Ah-- no! Yes! Maybe?
[ This is confusing.
Inasa leans back a little bit and glances up at the figure standing over him. It isn't often that he feels short, and he still wouldn't if he stood up, but something about the man in front of him makes him feel small. ]
It seems that something has been done to my quirk!