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One more ring of flames to go. She was panting incessantly now, as she took another swig of the water that was keeping her in the fight. She launched a roundhouse kick, boosted with her quirk, in a vain attempt to squelch the flames with the pure air pressure. However, the flames were too far away from her, as the merely danced with the breeze. She frazzled her hair, growing more and more upset. It felt like she was going to explode! "Wait..." Misu thought for once. Explode. She'd never thought of exploding...she'd only ever expelled her mist through her skin in lazy streams. But not unlike a tea kettle, if she kept the steam inside, and let the pressure build up...it finally clicked! She smiled to herself. "Not bad Misu." She stood in the center of the ring again. She visualized her body as a tea kettle, corking the spout shut. Her pores closed as tightly as possible. Nothing was going to get out. Then, she fired up her Quirk, boiling the water in her body, and letting the steam rise to the surface. With no where to go, it built under her skin. She grit her teeth, as she could feel the heat and pressure burst against her skin. "Not yet, Misu. Hold out for a little while longer." She'd need to do this as efficiently as possible...she really only had one proper shot at this. She'd reached her boiling point long ago, when she finally decided top let her pores loose, flexing outwards even, helping the steam escape at rapid speed from every exit it could escape. A loud boom could be heard in the room, as the steam erupted from her. The fire never stood a chance, as the wave of moisture washed over it, killing it in an instant. Her knees buckled, as she fell to the ground. Her mind was fried. It hurt like a bitch. The celebratory bottle of water emerged from the floor, a small reward for the giant task. Misu didn't turn it down, rather she gulped it down with all the strength she had. Misu looked to the door she thought she had come through. It didn't open. However, she could here the chamber depressurize from the other side. The door on the opposite side of the room had opened. "Good grief...what freakin' gives?" "Oh...did I mention there's another part to all of this?" The sly laugh at the end signaled that there was more hell to go through. She grabbed her coat, and swung it over her shoulders. She didn't even put her arms through. She walked through the door, only to be met with a similar room. This one, however, looked to be about five times as big. Across the room, she could see another girl...however this one looked rather dainty and frail. "Ah...oh dear...I'm sorry to intrude on you..." The girl bowed before Misu. Her eyebrow raised with confusion. "Eh? So what, do I have to kill you now?" The girl leaped back, her eyes widened with shock. "K-k-kill!? Are you a villain?!" The speakers turned on in an instant. "Please do not kill Ms. Orchard, Misu. For this next part of your test, you'll be entering mock battles with a teammate from Class 1-A. It's best to get to know each other immediately...we'll be opening the other side of the room soon." "Hm...tag teams, huh?" Misu cracked her neck. "Fine by me. She'd be too easy anyways." The girl across from her swiped the sweat from her brow, relieved at the fact that she wouldn't be fighting such a scary girl. "So...who the hell are you, and what do you do." The girl leaped back again. "Hello. Nice to meet you. My name is Lily Orchard." Her formal speaking was starting to piss Misu off. "My Quirk allows me to duplicate any part of my body at will, on any part of my body that I wish. If I make too many, it spreads out my nervous system, and doesn't allow me to react to things well." She demonstrated her quirk by making multiple arms and hands that extended towards Misu, in a creepy display. Misu knocked the gangly protrusion of arms aside, and shivered. The girl seemed off put, and retracted her limbs. "What is your name, and Quirk?" Misu looked to the girl, and tilted her head upright, screaming over her head. "The name's Misu Yoshino! My Quirk is Steam Engine. I boil the water in my body, and pump it into my muscles. And now it can explode out if I want it to!" Misu placed her hands on her hips and roared. "Pretty badass, right?!" The girl shook her head in agreement, but rather sheepishly. "I like forward to working with you Yoshino-san."

"Accompany us? That idiot?" A very small part of Keres instinctively wanted to point out that this came from the guy who was superstitious about wearing clothing. But she didn't. She couldn't afford to tease these people. Such actions only was allowed between friends and she doubted they saw her as such. So she stayed silent as Ryia went into the bar to let Damien know of the plans. Inside, the man had shouted as Pyrrha left "Where you goin? Don't you want a drink?" And then, moments later, as Ryia came in "A replacement! Come on in, have yerself a drink! You could do with some loosening up!" --- Keres wasn't sure what the concern about Geoff was, exactly. Sure he seemed odd but... "He has been traveling alone this far right?" She said as they made their way back towards the gate they had left him. "That's not possible for someone weak." Even with a group of mercenaries with her they had only barely made it to the tower after all. Granted they had to go through the swamp first but even so... As they reached Geoff they found him slumbering, laying perfectly still on the buffalo's back. Once they neared the buffalo grunted and shook a little and the man sprang to his feet, still standing on the buffalo. "Hark, good timing! I was about to set off shortly! I see that you are prepared then, good, let us be off!" --- The road away from the city and in the direction of the farm that the woman had mentioned seemed well-kept and free of issue...at first. Several hours into their travels the road started becoming more damaged. They even saw several corpses along the side of the road. Many with broken arrows or spear shafts sticking out of them. Clearly there had been several attacks around these parts. They were only an hour or two away from where the woman had marked the location of the farm when they stopped to rest for a few moments. Keres, having traveled by foot due to the mule being burdened with much supplies, was starting to grow weary. Though she didn't say much about it. Geoff, having been standing on the buffalo the entire way, seemed to be perfectly fine. "I must say I appreciate the company. I used to have a group of minstrels along with me but it got too dangerous and, well, they wanted more and more money to keep going. Imagine that? I know if I was given the honor of aiding the Chosen themselves I wouldn't be so concerned about gold. But I suppose that is just the way things are these days. Isn't that right, my trustworthy spirit?" He said the last to the buffalo who responded with a grunt.

Regardless of Rosha's response Kelsey would head out to find the burger place her friend had told her about. She had to send several texts back and forth with the girl to find her way as she kept making wrong turns. At one point sending a picture she took with what looked like a three-headed chihuahua she found on the street, with a caption of "Can we keep him?" Followed by a second picture of one of the dog's mouths opened wide to bite the back off a car with another caption "Maybe not." Eventually, with or without Rosha, Kelsey entered the burger place. She spotted Stella almost instantly and waved to her before she was forced to move on as the line moved with incredible speed. After getting her food she hurried her way to the table and slid into the seat. "Man, did you see that guy's face? He looked so droopy I thought his face was gonna fall off." She stuffed a handful of fries in her mouth and then asked "Wah oo ot dere?" Indicating the camera. "I assumed most people at the academy want to be here...buuuut given the way you said all that, why am I thinking you happen to be that one who actually doesn't?" "Whoa you're like a detective." Sid responded with an incredibly dry and sarcastic tone. "Yeah, I didn't want to come here. But the folks didn't really like me spending all my time in the garage or whatever." He rolled his eyes. "Was much better than this cramped place." With a groan he reluctantly got up from the bed. "Well, set up your shit, just don't mess with my stuff. I'm going to go see if there's any worthwhile scenes in this city. Don't wait up for me. Ugh, I bet there's a curfew too..." With that he grabbed a jacket, tossed it over his shoulder, and left the room. Leaving the door open as he went. Though it was unclear if it was out of laziness or in case Chase wanted to follow him out.