ALTER EGO
N/A
QUIRK
Reflection
OOC NAME
Spartan
AFFILIATION
Seijin Student
Seijin
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Sept 16, 2020 1:56:41 GMT -5
Post by Iwatori Arata on Sept 16, 2020 1:56:41 GMT -5
the things that you might like don't grow inside of me
Libraries had always been one of Arata's favorite places to be.
It wasn't difficult to really explain why. The fact was that while Arata had no problem being around other people - oftentimes he quite enjoyed speaking to those seen as new and interesting, actually - there were times when he needed to be alone. Put into a low pressure environment, a place where he could be alone with his thoughts and come up with new ones. Libraries often fit that bill and more. An avid reader and learner, he'd figured out from a relatively early age that being in a library would generally allow him to do something most adults had been nervous of - explore an experiment. Just in a safe, quiet and theoretical manner rather than practical, and books had always served to sate his curiosity and boredom either through fiction or in allowing Arata to seek out answers to questions that were best left untested in a practical sense. Just because his Quirk protected him (for the most part) didn't mean that extended to his surroundings.
More to the point, Seijin Academy's unofficial ban on electronics and internet plus the restrictions on town outings left Arata quickly finding himself with cabin fever.
While that same "ban" was applied to the academy's library and Arata found it uniquely free of electronics of any kind let alone internet access that failed to defeat the point of why he'd gone there in the first place. While there were few places in Seijin that Arata was able to relax and just be himself - for lack of a better word - the library seemed to be it. People there were there for one of two reasons. Either they were looking for something to read or they were looking to do schoolwork, especially now that they were into the first few days of the semester. Predictably the place was a bit more populated than Arata was used to as he walked into the room dominated by bookcases and worktables, but for some reason he still couldn't help but find himself surprised on noticing a few familiar faces.
There admittedly weren't all that many and the truth probably was that the only thing to have changed was that Arata now had names to assign to said faces, but one in particular stood out to him. Not exactly hard to miss given the guy's mixed hair colors or the fact that he was more than just a little tall for their respective age bracket, but Shiratori stood out like a sore thumb among the other students. Especially given the fact that while the other students had their noses buried in their books and work Arata's fellow classmate seemed to have his mind somewhere else entirely.
It was enough to earn a quizzical glance from Arata at first, but not enough to hold his interest. At least not initially. He'd gone to the library for a reason, and with that in mind Arata would begin perusing the numerous bookshelves that line the walls. First the disappointingly modest fiction section, although that made sense given that the place was supposed to be devoted to learning rather than entertainment, but as Arata began to move further and further along into the historical area he kept finding his attention drawn to the one table every time he would move to another bookshelf. And after a few more minutes of that and noticing that the guy really didn't seem to be doing much of anything compared to the other students in the library curiosity would finally get the best of Arata. Holding in a sigh that was equal parts disappointed in ending his sojourn to a normally happy place empty handed and knowledge that he may very well be involving himself in something he shouldn't be, the teen would break from his search to meander over towards his classmate - stopping a respectful distance away but still close enough to get a look at what the guy was pretending to work on.
Same algebra assignment he'd finished a couple of hours earlier out of boredom. Perfect, and yes, the dorms were that empty.
"Pencil's been sitting still for a while, you need a hand with that?" Arata asked, voice kept low enough to avoid irritating the other students.
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ALTER EGO
N/A
QUIRK
Reflection
OOC NAME
Spartan
AFFILIATION
Seijin Student
Seijin
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Sept 3, 2020 14:24:59 GMT -5
Post by Iwatori Arata on Sept 3, 2020 14:24:59 GMT -5
NAME: Okuma Shuichi
ALIAS: Slip
AGE: 19GENDER: MaleROLE: Villain
ALTER EGO: Slip Shuichi's life has been a series of complicated twists and turns. While it began normally enough, his mother's death during childbirth would immediately complicate the living arrangements for him and his father - a physically strong but otherwise uneducated man, the pair would essentially find themselves living from paycheck to paycheck and barely scraping by above the poverty line. Failing to effectively divide his time between work and raising his son as a single father the man would eventually lose his job, putting the family in even more severe economic straits. Caught between a rock and a hard place and unable to find another job through legitimate means and with what little savings they had dwindling fast, Shuichi's father would turn to the only work available to him through less savory sources. While able to pay the bills through these methods for roughly two years, additional debts would begin to pile on as he sunk deeper and deeper into the criminal underworld - debts that would go unpaid when the man was killed during a conflict between one of his employers and heroes assisting with a police raid, ultimately caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.
More than a little annoyed with the man's death and the money he'd failed to pay back, most of his assets would be seized and his apartment raided by interested parties before the police force and hero association could identify his corpse and locate his place of residence - it would be at this point that Shuichi would effectively disappear from public record, listed as missing at the age of four in a case that would go cold and remained unsolved into the current day.
Unknown to the police Shuichi would not simply be abandoned or lost - rather, he had been acquired with most of the possessions in the apartment as "collateral" to pay off his father's debts. At only four years old and with a Quirk that had only begun to emerge - more importantly, one that had not yet been registered with the government - Shuichi would be a near priceless commodity in the human trafficking market both within and outside of Japan. Even more so when the emerging Quirk was one that allowed him to nearly escape confinement on multiple different occasions despite its still untrained nature. Seen as a potentially valuable investment so long as the proper precautions were taken, efforts were made to train his Quirk into a semi-usable state. Enough to make a compelling sales pitch, but not to the point of becoming a nuisance or aiding in more substantial escape attempts. Cooperation was rewarded, typically through better living conditions - resistance and refusal was met with the opposite. Six years of Shuichi's life would pass under these conditions before he would eventually be "bought" by a man who would see in the boy the potential for a wide variety of uses, nearly all of them illegal.
While it would become quickly apparent that his new "owner's" reach would far exceed his grasp and abilities, the man was not without certain talents. The first and foremost being that he had an eye for the worth of others. The second, fittingly, was a penchant for manipulation and psychological conditioning. While neither involved his Quirk which was considerably lackluster by comparison he knew how to use others and how to tie them to himself, ensuring loyalty through either fear or respect - oftentimes the former when he didn't need to worry about appearances. In Shuichi's case this would involve letting him form emotional attachments for the first time in years among three other individuals acquired in much the same manner he himself was. Ass additional efforts were made to improve his Quirk and teach Shuichi additional skills that would be useful for the work he would be doing this created a situation where, yes, he could have easily escaped if he had chosen to.
But doing so would have meant leaving behind the others he had grown close to, with a clear threat of reprisal at their expense.
The next eight years of Shuichi's life following that would be busy ones. To say that he would form a reputation with the hero association over this time would have been an understatement. While far from the "big time" villains that would regularly threaten harm and extreme loss of life with their antics Shuichi's career would notably begin with how little he would leave to identify him by. Starting off with high class theft, Shuichi would operate for nearly three entire years during which neither the police force or hero association would manage a direct face to face encounter. When the confrontation finally did occur the teen would prove nigh impossible to corner or capture with his Quirk, one that would not exist in any government registries - and due to this lack of identification he would only be known by the label applied to his Quirk. Following that Shuichi would only improve, learning from each encounter and providing fewer and fewer opportunities with which he could be encountered.
To say that his employer was both pleased and amused by these developments would have been an understatement. While all of the children under his "care" were being employed in similar roles Shuichi's Quirk afforded him a unique advantage in that regard, and with that growing infamy came tools to be used and exploited. Soon he would graduate from simple theft to more difficult targets - physical objects were easy to steal, information not so much, and the tasks assigned to him would only grow in variation as his employer sought to push his limits and see exactly how much he could get away with. As the man began to become less and less stable whilst drunk on the perceived power granted by his charges this would eventually elevate itself to assassination come Shuichi's 17th birthday. The emotional aftermath of this would not be pretty, nor would its lasting effect on him going forward.
Eventually all of this would come crashing down during the last year of Shuichi's employment. Emboldened beyond the point of reason the more difficult tasks assigned to his charges would begin taking their toll, one of the teens captured during an assignment before later found dead in confinement, the security footage missing. The second and third would be killed during a similar sting operation months latter, leaving Shuichi as the sole survivor. Deeply impacted by the losses, he would eventually go missing during another such assignment two months afterwards - albeit not captured by the hero association or police. A handful of unsolved deaths would occur over the following month, culminating in that of Shuichi's former employer.
QUIRK: SlipQUIRK TYPE: Emitter
QUIRK DESCRIPTION: Slip is a simple Quirk at a glance - using it allows Shuichi to "slip" from one point to another over a relatively short distance, bypassing any and all space between the two points as well as any physical barriers between them.
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ALTER EGO
N/A
QUIRK
Reflection
OOC NAME
Spartan
AFFILIATION
Seijin Student
Seijin
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Aug 25, 2020 20:38:21 GMT -5
Post by Iwatori Arata on Aug 25, 2020 20:38:21 GMT -5
the things that you might like don't grow inside of me
If nothing else the next several minutes would give Arata the opportunity to wake the rest of the way up, the early morning grogginess leaving his body. Not that it would be readily apparent to anyone around him as it was replaced instead by something that looked quite similar - a general sense of apathy as Arata found himself having to physically resist the urge to lean forward or slump over the desk until class began. Whether or not it was a better feeling than the sense of nervousness and anxiety he was getting from the other students slowly beginning to fill up the room was a question entirely open to debate. On the one hand that was a kind of stress that Arata was very happy to do without... but on the other it implied that they had motivation he didn't, and despite how long his family's history with the school went back it just wasn't something Arata could really make himself care about.
He wasn't entirely sure what he wanted to do with his life yet, true, and an argument could be made that Seijin would prepare him for whatever he chose to do. But graduating would mean likely getting sucked into the family tradition that followed, and part of Arata found himself prickling at having that decision made for him.
And then everyone was there, or at least enough that class could start as the teacher began speaking. The initial announcement of a pop quiz sent murmurs of surprise through the room, although that was quickly offset as a joke before she started getting into actual course focus and introductions. The mention of a teamwork focus almost immediately put a damper on his already fairly unenthused mood. Were this a regular high school or the like? Arata would've been fine. But hero courses were different, with all cards on the table - and that included active and relatively free uses of one's Quirks and challenges designed with that in mind. Arata was perfectly content with what he was physically capable of but in a Quirk focused environment he was going to be the weak link in any team based challenge - and the more you brought a group of people down with your suck the more they tended to resent you for it.
With that in mind the year was already off to a good start.
Her name, though, was not one that Arata recognized off the top of his head, although it wasn't the one he cared about - her hero name, a stage name. Not the real one or the actual person they'd be speaking to behind the mask or performance. Under normal circumstances he would've had nothing but questions in a setting of casual conversation, but this wasn't the time or place. Not with what followed as Sarasaki pulled out a marker and whiteboard that was to begin making its way around the room. The first student she passed it to was the boy sitting immediately in front of her who would introduce himself as one Shiratori Kazuyuki, his Quirk being Flurry. What followed after that was fairly stock affair in the sense that he was a normal kid, same as anyone else there. As was his closing statement - that he wanted to be a pro hero.
To anyone else in the room those words may have sounded obvious. It was natural to assume that everyone who was there wanted to be there, especially with the entrance exams most hero schools made mandatory. Arata, though, wasn't going to knock it. Right off the bat that gave Shiratori more reason for being there than he had, and presumably the motivation to make it work.
Many of the students that followed were much the same and of similar motivations. Some were, to an extent, things that Arata could even empathize with. "My family members are heroes". "I have a goal". "I want to help people". A lot of ideals and good ideas, although the more and more people parroted the line or motivations held within the more he couldn't help but wonder how many were simply going with what seemed like the right thing to say or sidestepping the mistake of voicing more selfish endgames. Plenty of people entered the industry drawn by promises of wealth, fame and glory, and statistically speaking Arata didn't believe for an instant that not one of his fellow classmates harbored such motivations.
With almost twenty people to go through and given the path the whiteboard was taking Arata couldn't help but place an elbow on his desk, leaning forward to rest with his cheek propped up against his knuckles - not that he realized he was doing so until at least a couple of minutes after the fact, though. Given where his seat was in one of the back corners of the room he was likely going to be dead last on introductions, although that brought his attention to the next student that stood out.
In many ways she wasn't unlike the other students and the sense of anxiety that seemed to permeate the room all but exuded off of her as well - although something about it felt a bit more distracted than the others. As she started to introduce herself, though, Arata couldn't help but immediately take note of her name. It was an odd mix of both a Japanese given name but a foreign surname, and unlike many of the other students in the room she'd introduced herself with her given name first. Had she been raised overseas? With the small horns on her head that came straight out of Japanese myth and folklore the irony wasn't lost on Arata, and even before Cuthbert came to her Quirk there were a dozen questions swimming around in Arata's head - about the same as usual, really. Before too long, though, her introductions were over and the whiteboard had made its way through another several students before finally arriving to him.
Eyeing the small white rectangle of plastic with well hidden annoyance as it was passed onto his desk, Arata bit the bullet and reached for the marker to quickly scribble something onto the board before standing up - a picture of a very poorly drawn handheld gaming system scrawled across it for lack of anything else that Arata felt like sharing having come to mind.
"My name's Iwatori Arata. My Quirk is Reflection. It stops things. I like cooking, gaming and reading. Here's hoping we get along." Arata said, staying as succinct as possible as he stayed on point and kept his voice clear and audible before sitting down and handing the board to the student ahead of him to be passed back to the front of the room. With any luck that'd keep things simple. All anyone seemed to care about these days were hero names, and while his relatives weren't even remotely well known outside of the school's teachers and other alumni those were still expectations Arata could very well do without.
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ALTER EGO
N/A
QUIRK
Reflection
OOC NAME
Spartan
AFFILIATION
Seijin Student
Seijin
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Aug 23, 2020 12:49:07 GMT -5
Post by Iwatori Arata on Aug 23, 2020 12:49:07 GMT -5
the things that you might like don't grow inside of me
Seijin did not agree with him.
A night owl by default, Arata was only half awake as he made his way down one of many wood paneled hallways that made Seijin distinct from other academies. It wasn't exactly a new problem. While elementary school hadn't been much issue so far as Arata was able to remember his waking hours had slowly shifted closer and closer to midnight as he'd entered and gone on through middle school, as luck would have it right around the time that such institutions began to become more strict with the expectation that their students would start acting more like adults. Mind, that perception was entirely relative from Arata's point of view, but it didn't at all come as a surprise that Seijin was just as strict if not more so when it came to student discipline.
So, here Arata was, clad in a uniform he did not find remotely comfortable and making his way to his assigned classroom for the first day of the semester.
Not that it was the uniform's tailoring that got to Arata. Same as it wasn't the bit about being forced to be awake so early in the day. The discomfort went quite a bit deeper than that, but to let his mind wander to the why of that would be to let it go down a deep and dark rabbit hole he'd feel even less comfortable exploring. So, as Arata approached the sliding door marked as his destination the teen would shove all of those thoughts down into as deep a pit as he could and reach to open it, pausing with a small blink of surprise as he noted that he was... somehow the first one there?
No, that wasn't entirely true. More accurately - and against common sense - it would've been more appropriate to say he was the first student. Towards the front of the classroom and having evidently been waiting with her gaze expectantly fixed on the door was a woman that Arata could only assume to be the class teacher.
"... morning." Arata said after a moment of pause, moving into the classroom and leaving the door open behind him for any other students on their way. They couldn't be far behind - while Arata was a few minutes early on account of being a quick eater he couldn't have imagined his morning-zombie self would've gotten there ahead of everyone. He was plenty awake now as opening a door and becoming immediately aware of someone watching you tended to have that effect, though. Rather than introduce himself or try to strike up conversation, though, Arata would move to take first dibs on a desk towards the back of the classroom.
There'd be time enough for that later. Judging from the teacher's appearance and apparent age Arata couldn't help but assume that this was likely her first year teaching, and a good number of those in the profession seemed to get a kick out of parading students in front of the class one at a time for introductions. All the more likely with Seijin's team-centric focus, at least from what his family had told him.
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ALTER EGO
N/A
QUIRK
Reflection
OOC NAME
Spartan
AFFILIATION
Seijin Student
Seijin
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Aug 23, 2020 12:25:38 GMT -5
Post by Iwatori Arata on Aug 23, 2020 12:25:38 GMT -5
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ALTER EGO
N/A
QUIRK
Reflection
OOC NAME
Spartan
AFFILIATION
Seijin Student
Seijin
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Aug 20, 2020 23:10:46 GMT -5
Post by Iwatori Arata on Aug 20, 2020 23:10:46 GMT -5
NAME: Iwatori Arata
ALIAS: N/A
AGE: 16GENDER: MaleROLE: Student
ALTER EGO: N/ASCHOOL: SeijinCLASS: 1-A
POSITIVE TRAITS
>Intuitive
>Intelligent
>Amiable
>Innovative
NEGATIVE TRAITS
>Insecure
>Cautious
>Nihilistic
>Paranoid
LIKES
>Learning
>Cooking
>Reading
>Gaming
DISLIKES
>Violence
>The Family Business
>Things Going Too Well
>Bitter Flavors
Generally speaking, at first glance, most people tend to assume one of two things about Arata when sighted alone - first, that he's quiet, and second, he tends to keep to himself. This, however, could not be further from the truth. Arata is talkative - very, very talkative. Many might say too talkative. Sociable to the extreme, the teen tends to make a habit of striking up conversations with whoever might be present, although the reasons tend to vary depending on the individual. Communication, gathering information, gossip, but more often than not and almost entirely the case when conversing with strangers, plain and simple boredom. Things don't tend to keep his interest long, which flows quite well into the next thing.
As most people can quickly tell just after talking to him for a few minutes, the other trait that Arata shows quite readily is that he's intelligent - more than just intelligent, intuitive. Curiosity has dominated the boy's life for a fair portion of it, and has driven a lot of his actions, responsible for nearly every skill he's picked up. Cooking, if only well enough not to starve, literary knowledge, basic home repairs, and several more mundane skills that generally do little beyond improving one's quality of life or random bits of trivia. Conversely, however, is the other problem - Arata's attention does not hold for long. Once he's learned enough to be able to comfortably discuss a topic or passably perform a given skill, the boy tends to move on to greener, more intellectually stimulating pastures - the one and only notable exception being a near complete refusal to develop or further explore aspects and uses of his Quirk.
While this goes to partly explain his interest in people, however, family tends to be rather complicated. Arata, from the start, never had any lasting interest in the hero life - it was but one profession, and one that he had lost interest in from an early age after learning enough to sate his curiosity. That being said, however, simply being part of the Iwatori family ironically rather limited his career paths, but that isn't to say Arata holds it against either his parents or extended family - they had their own lives to live, and it would be hypocritical to the extreme to complain about it given his own rather differing views on the life. While relatively close to his siblings in a general sense, Arata does tend to keep them at a somewhat comfortable distance save for his parents, an almost direct contrast to his usual attitude towards people as a whole.
Finally, while he would have been a definite optimist under different circumstances, Arata's rather shit luck, for lack of a better phrase, has long since taught the teen not to expect the best. Best case scenario, he is often pleasantly surprised - worst case scenario, he's prepared, although Arata is a firm believer in the idea that plans never survive beyond the initial stages of conception and are practically useless save for identifying where things can go wrong. That said, however, he is still a firm believer in karma in spite of his luck, and short of very good reason not to will often help people quite readily should they simply ask for it.
HEIGHT: 5' 1"
WEIGHT: 111 lbs
EYE COLOR: Dark gray
HAIR COLOR: Black
FACECLAIM NAME: Koyomi Araragi
FACECLAIM SERIES: Bakemonogatari
Generally speaking there isn't much to say about Arata - as far as the Japanese populace is concerned he is exceedingly average. Perhaps a little on the shorter side at only 5' 1" and what muscle the teen does have is rather well hidden by his typical choices in clothing - often neutral colored hoodies, t shirts, cargo pants and jeans with sneakers, with perhaps the only noteworthy feature (if it can be referred to as such) being a single rather notable cowlick that refuses to be tamed no matter the effort spent. Beyond that Arata tends to keep his hair slightly on the long side, enough that the front often manages to keep one eye hidden from view and the rest dropping down to his neck.
Born sixteen years ago, Arata's life began with the single good bit of fortune that came with being born to a fairly affluent family. His early years were by and large as normal as anyone born to two parents who were both working heroes could ever hope for - as Arata grew he likewise developed at a fairly normal pace, learning to crawl, walk and talk just as other children his age did, following in the proverbial footsteps of his older sister three years ahead of him. Once speech came to him in earnest, however, the world around the boy began to get quite a bit more complicated as his ability to comprehend the reality of things began to play a factor in his decisions.
While Arata was never truly a problem child in the traditional sense of the phrase, curiosity became a driving force in the boy's life very early on, and it was from that point on that the initial good fortune in his life began to pull a complete 180. Wandering off, poking at things that frankly should not have been messed with in the name of SCIENCE!, and otherwise asking generally awkward questions ahead of his years - while not by any means malicious, nothing was off limits during Arata's childhood when it came to simply wanting to understand the world around him. Unfortunately, this led to Arata discovering a few particular truths about his family fairly early on.
The Iwatori family, as a whole, had been part of a long line of heroes. Like many of the other such families Arata would never have had a real life outside of that of following the family business. At least not within living memory had members of the family made real efforts to branch outside of their comfort zone. And why would they when they were typically born with strong Quirks, many the result of planned marriages and decades old alliances? While there were small outliers that chose to pursue additional ventures alongside their hero careers they were few and far between, so with both that and paternal pressure to follow in both those same footsteps it became clear from an early point that any choices Arata made would come when he was far older. Ridiculous a question as it might have been, it did bring up rather unsettling implications of restrictions early on in life... especially after curiosity led to attempts to experiment with his emerging Quirk as a child which very nearly got him killed.
Despite coming to terms with that realization fairly early on in his life, much earlier than most, Arata didn't hold it against his family when they made it clear that he was expected to enroll at Seijin, the school at which both his parents and grandparents could claim alumni status. At that point, there wasn't much Arata could do about it either way - complaining wasn't going to do him any good. As much as he didn't have any sort of vested interest in the hero lifestyle he couldn't fault those who came before him from setting the standard simply by following what they wanted to do, or doing what was necessary to survive.
Fifth phone in a year - cheaper, older flip model as the more expensive ones aren't expected to last.
QUIRK: Reflection QUIRK TYPE: Emitter
QUIRK RANK: Silver
QUIRK DESCRIPTION: In simplest terms, Arata's Quirk allows him to alter the vectors of any object he comes into contact with. In essence this allows him to - theoretically - do any number of things, including altering the force and direction of any kinetic impact if not negating it entirely.
QUIRK DRAWBACKS: As powerful as Reflection is at a glance Arata was very much stuck with the short end of the stick when he was born with it. While it is true that, theoretically, it can function as a nigh impenetrable physical defense that only holds true if Arata can learn to control it - and there have been multiple speed bumps along that path. To begin listing off weaknesses of the Quirk, the first and most obvious is that Arata can only benefit from it if he knows the direction of an incoming threat. His Quirk requires active and conscious use, and without that he is just as vulnerable as any other Quirkless human being - attacks that catch him by surprise are just as dangerous/lethal.
Second, while Arata may have the control needed to actively use his Quirk he lacks the control needed to define the direction and force of any reflected attacks or objects. While he is able to safely "stop" most dead in their tracks any attempt to do more than that comes at the cost of both severe migraines (the result of an underused Quirk his body is not used to) and the object/attack being Reflected at a randomized angle and with a randomized degree of force. To say that this makes Reflection an incredibly dangerous and unpredictable Quirk would be a severe understatement, one just as likely to harm or injure an ally or bystander as it would Arata's theoretical attacker(s).
Third, Arata's Quirk cannot affect objects he isn't directly and physically touching. This can result in a number of different issues and potential weaknesses, the first and foremost being that his Quirk has absolutely no effect on mind altering Quirks or their effects on him. Additionally, the second limitation prevents Arata from being able to reliably apply his Quirk to thrown items or other ranged offensive methods - and even were that possible he would only be capable of controlling their initial direction and force with no further influence on the projectile after it lost physical contact with him. Additionally, the Quirk does not protect him from more abstract environmental threats like oxygen deprivation.
Fourth is that while Arata's Quirk can theoretically be applied to himself the one and only instance of this being attempted nearly killed him as a child through what amounted to a self induced heart attack. While falling short of the actual thing the attempt to use his Quirk on his own body unintentionally altered blood flow due to his flimsy and unpracticed control, one of the primary reasons that Arata has been hesitant to further experiment with his Quirk through the remainder of his childhood.
On a lesser note, where Arata's Quirk does work it isn't without further limitations. The amount of time it can remain active is heavily dependent on the amount of punishment it is attempting to handle, although endurance is about the only point Arata has working in his favor here. Any attacks or incoming objects capable of causing physical harm of silver tier or below cause negligible strain to Reflection, enabling Arata to use it for up to five posts (these need not be consecutive). Attacks capable of causing Gold level damage, however, will lower this count by 1 for every attack the Quirk interacts with. While Arata is capable of pushing his Quirk beyond this initial limit each further post counts as an extra "point", each additional attack above silver tier handled as before. At 1 point Arata begins to suffer from severe migraines, limiting the effectiveness of his Quirk's defensive ability and allowing Platinum level attacks to penetrate it for silver tier damage. At 2 points the migraines intensify to the point of tunneling his vision and reducing awareness of his surroundings. 3 points will further intensify symptoms (nosebleeds are common), at which point his Quirk will only be capable of blocking Bronze level attacks with Silver being reduced by a tier and Gold/Platinum completely unaffected. At 4 points Arata will fall unconscious as his Quirk overloads his body's ability to handle it. Assuming Arata is still standing at any point and his Quirk has reached its safe limit or beyond it, 5 posts without using it will be required for his body to recover and regain normal use. If his Quirk is allowed to rest before reaching this safe limit 4 posts (they need not be consecutive) will reset the seven post count, alternatively 3 consecutive posts of rest.
Attacks utilizing more abstract forms of corporeal harm such as electricity, fire or forms of radiation and the like are completely unaffected by Reflection with Arata's current level of control.
SKILL NAME: Enhanced Endurance
SKILL RANK: Bronze
SKILL DESCRIPTION: Arata long ago learned the benefit of running to live another day - and persistence often beats raw speed. He can run at max speed without getting tired for 3 posts.
SKILL NAME: Seijin Ninjutsu (Throwing Knife)
SKILL RANK: Silver
SKILL DESCRIPTION: Arata understands the basics of weapon training, acrobatics, and stealth. Largely the result of instruction by individual family members before being enrolled in the school at their discretion, Arata only knows what he does on account of a decent memory and intuitive aptitude for it.
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