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"Please do!" Benjamin gave a nod and a smile at Ayane, glad that he was able to be of some assistance and help her out like this. However, it was still something he thought about...what if he was supposed to help people just like this? No costume needed, just be a techie that uses his Quirk to help those that need it. It was something he had always wondered...but at the same time, he had an all too familiar image flash into his mind for a moment. ...no. I made my decision...I have to do this. I'll help like this the best I can, but the Pro Hero path is what I've set on... he thought, shaking his head slightly. "Everyone!!! Please make your way to the bus this instant! This is an emergency!" "Don't worry, everyone! We will make sure you all stay safe! Please be careful as you make your way back up to the bus!" Benjamin was now brought out of his thoughts as he heard/felt Epicenter's emergency message, along with seeing Anemonesan aiding to clear the way for the students. This didn't feel right, but at the same time...he wasn't sure what was going on, at all. He quickly got up, seeing Ayane stop off and grab the TV along with a good portion of things she found on the beach. He made his way back towards the bus, immediately taking a detour as he grabbed what bags that were in the spot he marked which would be the E-Waste. Seemed like there was some, so that did help out. Grabbing those few bags, Benjamin and his spiders made it back to the bus, immediately bowing his head slightly to the two Heroes. "Sorry...I just needed to finish this job...it won't happen again." he said sheepishly, already filing in with the bags. Though now, what plagued Benjamin's mind was this one question: what happened? Nothing seemed misplaced, out of order...nothing...it seemed, normal. Was that the reason? Or was there more to it? Honestly, the young man couldn't answer these questions...he didn't have the right mindset to truly understand the situation.

The older I get and the longer I think about it. The more I can't help but think....Pallosand is an awesome Pokemon design all around.

"First off, it's Benjamin...or Ben, if it makes it easier for you." Ben! That was it! Ayane was impressed with how close she was. She listened in as the resident techie went though his diagnostics on the TV, what would have to be done to fix it, and how long it would take. Overall, the results sounded pretty good! Ayane couldn't believe someone would throw out a television that was so clearly fixable. Once it was all patched up and good as new, Ayane would make sure to give it plenty of use to make up for its shitty previous owners. "Either way, if you want I can definitely fix this up for you, Ayane." "Please do!" Ayane turned to resume her trash collection and salvage, but suddenly... "Everyone!!! Please make your way to the bus this instant! This is an emergency!" Oh. Guess that's it, then. That said, Ayane wasn't leaving without this cool new TV. Hurrying back to the bag she'd marked as hers, Ayane hoisted it up over her shoulder, and along with the TV in her arms, returned to the bus, grabbing a seat near the front where she'd left the rest of her clothes. Time to cover back up if she was heading back to school. "Everyone!!! Please make your way to the bus this instant! This is an emergency!" "That's unfortunate," Yumi sighed, tossing one last can into the trash. Eleven total, by her count. As Yumi turned and started toward the bus, she looked to Tsubasa. "What's your score?" The girl glanced around. Nothing seemed out of place. What could have been so urgent that everyone was getting hurried out like this? As she got up into the bus and grabbed a seat near the back, Yumi took a look out to the beach. It wasn't good as new or anything, but she could see the fruits of everyone's labor. That was a nice feeling it gave her, seeing her effort pay off.

Can’t Let Go Emily heard the words the watchdog had said but didn’t really comprehend them until Caleb stepped away, cradling the sword in his hands as he continued to inspect the blade. “That’s it?” she said, not so much expecting to be heard as making sure she was still where she thought she was. What else was she to do? Simon Weatherson was dead, her parents were gone, she’d just been told to go home. “Alright.” She turned away. away from the two, away from the temple, just away from all of it. Not that home seemed like a better place to be, of course, but it was the only place that made sense, right? She’d just been told -- by a watchdog, even -- that it was time to go home, so shouldn’t she? But. There was that small “but” in her mind that hadn’t quite given up; there was a little more she could do. Emily turned back around and returned to Taros’ temple. His watchdog was still there, of course, and it was he that Emily targeted. “Have you spoken to Nuumu’s dog about my parents or any of the other people succumbing to Simon’s teachings?” she said. “She said she would, but she had not last night. And, perhaps if she did in the meantime, you would like to see exactly what she was talking about.” To the Sea Dia did not react favorably to Olive’s antics. She wasn’t violent about her displeasure, but she did let out an audible “tsk” as he laughed in her face. “When I said to prostrate yourself, to take this seriously, did you think that was just a suggestion?” she said. “Do you think I am somehow lesser than Hinder? Or do you just treat all gods with this same irreverence? Not all of us would grant you this same mercy.” “I’m here to offer my services,” Olive said. The lead-up to that also seemed a bit like she was being spoken down to, but again Dia was feeling merciful. She did stand up out of the water, though, starting to pace around her pool as Olive continued. “That pearl,” he said, “did your watchdog take it? The people of Galatea have no water and I believe that has a lot to do with it.” “My watchdog did remove the mother of pearl stone,” Dia said, gesturing at the empty altar, “but this is not what I am asking you to retrieve. The mother of pearl, it’s a nice rock, a good thing to focus prayer on, but it is not the reason Galatea has no water. As you can see, this pool right here in front of you,” she splashed the water again with her toes, “it will likely be used as a reservoir should the drought continue, but would you say that things would change if the mother of pearl stone would return? So few people even enter here, I am not even certain its absence has been noticed. “No, what my watchdog had determined was that the real place people should be worshiping was the well on the outside of the city. And as it is his will so it is mine. Causing the well to dry up was meant to draw attention to this. But the water did not just disappear; it is still on this island somewhere. My watchdog, meanwhile…” She paused a moment and looked Olive in the eyes. “Do you understand now what I am asking of you?” OOC