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So I got one of those job things. Will see how it goes.

While on the bus, Benjamin was engaged in another conversation by Yasha, which did prompt him to leave his little thought train about what had happened. "Hey O'Hara. Dig up anything cool back there? I saw you working on a TV." "Oh that? ...nah, nothing exactly." Benjamin explained, shaking his head. "The TV is what Ayane brought to me, seeing if I could fix it....which I sorta can. Regardless, everything else is more or less just E-Waste that I figured it best to take with rather than letting it remain on the beach where it could do any harm." At this point, the conversation evolved and reached a point where Benjamin was explaining the horrors of E-Waste and the affects it could have on the environment...and it was probably something that Yasha might not have cared for...but it was a conversation that was had regardless... Tuesday morning...it was...not something he expected...least not at first. The night prior he got working on ordering the parts needed to fix Ayane's "beach TV", as he dubbed it, as well as getting the electronics and whatnot from the beach to an E-Waste location in order to dispose of the garbage properly. This morning he would end up informing Ayane of the waiting process of the parts...which would be, like he said, a day or two with the parts...a week to fix it. However...when he arrived in class...Epicenter wasn't there...it was someone else. "So uh… I'm not Epicenter. You guys know that. I'm aaah… I'm the Destructive Hero - Dreadbolt. I'm a friend of Glory's, he asked me to sub for a bit while some of the staff is investigating some shi- errr, while the staff is investigating some bad stuff that happened yesterday…" ...he's literally trying to keep himself from cursing...guess that means this guy's real loose with his tongue. Benjamin shrugged, not realizing the 'tongue' comment would be more applicable with the next thing. "A-anyway, I'm sorry to inform you all that uhhh…Kikuchi Emi has dropped out of UA, for personal reasons. But there is good news, too! She will be replaced by the next runner-up in the entrance exam! Hoshinoooooo Rika! Is it too much to ask students to be punctual??? Can't I get one damn break???" New student? Emi dropped? Honestly he wasn't sure what to think at first...but the moment the new student came in, he definitely knew what to think. Or rather...he knew what his spider's definitely thought. "I'm sorry, I'm here! I was lost in thought a bit. Uh... My name is Hoshino Rika, and it's good to be here! I barely didn't make it before, and I thought I wasn't going to ever get the chance again... But I'm glad to be here now! Uh, my Quirk is Chameleon. It's pretty... Straightforward, I won't demonstrate, it'll crop up over the day almost for sure." The moment the word "Chameleon" was spoken by the new girl, Benjamin felt his head ringing with a cacophony of screams of various phrases: "We're doomed!", "The end has come!", "She's going to eat us!", "I'm too young to die!"...were just a few that he could make out. The young man groaned a bit, holding his head, letting it hit the desk slightly. ...guys...GUYS!!! he thought as loudly as he could to try and calm his spiders. ...she's not going to eat you...calm down...and quit yelling. Sheesh...I don't need a spider induced headache right now...not in class. After a while they subsided, but Benjamin still was rubbing his temples slightly just from having a headache beginning to form.

The Alchemist

“You are going to have to observe what remains of my parents without me. I…I cannot. Even with Simon Weatherson dead and their souls laid to rest, perhaps I cannot bear to look again.” “I’m not going to expect you to follow further...I’ll return.” Kitt nodded slowly, entering the building. The bakery being the first floor, where the smells of the different bread and pastries would be presented to his nose. It made sense on how Emily would understand how Taros and the blacksmiths would work in things. But his general thoughts needed to be put away for a moment, he had to check the scene upstairs. ...when he did, he honestly wished he didn’t. BGM There on the second floor there was a bedroom and in that bedroom, a woman with a body completely stone. Kitt stopped almost suddenly at this discovery, just watching and staring at it, before slowly walking towards the bed. He...could feel something deep within him as he stared at this stone body. It wasn’t anything malicious intent from this body, no...it was more or less, something else. Could it be...dread? A lingering sense of existential dread. Now standing right beside the bed and staring at the stone body of Emily’s mother and he started to feel worse. The strong dread lingered in the pit of his stomach, but now...instead of the mother, he was witnessing the body...and for a split second became himself. Now he was understanding why the stone body that he was investigating gave him a sense of dread: it was reminding him of himself. Looking to the window, he saw something in the garden...a man who also was simply a stone body...her father most likely. He backed away for a moment, before lifting his own hand up to look at it. “...T-Taros...” Kitt muttered, visibly sweating as he looked away with his eyes closed, clenching his fist slowly. “...Great Forge Maker...why does this hurt me so? Why does she remind me of myself?” The more he dwelt on it, the more it hurt him. Was this what happened with him? After all, Taros and his father told him that he was Taros’ greatest creation...he was an artificial human. A great taboo to be kept from all until the right time. But seeing this, why did it sicken him? Why did it almost seem to torture him? Why…? “...why do I feel so uneasy around this body? Why do her stoney eyes...pierce my soul?” He shook his head, backing up even further. He couldn’t handle it, his face seemed like he had seen a ghost or even a repeat of Simon’s death. The pit in his stomach continued to muster and fester, this sickened him so...but yet, the dread of his existence remained. The Forge Watchdog left the room and made his way down the stairs, trying to make sure he kept himself presentable towards Emily. He didn’t want her to see him in quite the state. However, he saw her in...much more of a worse state. She was sunk lower than she did in the threshold, her legs gave out from under her, and now just barely propped herself up against the bakery's outer wall in a seated position. It was light, but she was paler than she was before. “...I...saw the scene.” Kitt simply said, walking out of the building’s threshold. A mask and facade was put on now, to where the Watchdog had no emotion. “You...have my condolences. Is there anything else you would remember from this? Nuumu’s Watchdog told me the general details, but coming from the mouth of the family would be better.” "The vision I had," Emily mumbled, seemingly to nobody in particular, "I asked Myria how I could bring my parents' souls to rest. I should have asked..." Only then did she realize that she had been spoken to, and she looked up at Kitt, a distant look in her eye. "Such as? Her dying words? My mother pulled me in close, apologized for nothing of consequence, and left me with a single word: Ina͠ni̷s. I do not know what it means, but how could I forget it?" Emily coughed. "I do hope this is just fatigue," she added. "It certainly feels like I could sleep forever." Kitt looked at Emily, crouching down as he put his hand on her shoulder. “...so nothing else caught your eye or anything?” he asked, a small look of worry began to appear on his face. Emily's gaze narrowed into a glare. There was at least some vigor in her eyes, at least. "I am sorry I was too busy watching my mother petrify before my eyes." The response from her cut him, much worse than any bladed weapon ever could. Kitt looked away, sighing slowly. “...I-I’m sorry...I’m only trying to help to the best of my ability.” She gave a pained sort of grunt at that, though the glare remained. "Nuumu's watchdog thought you could free the soul trapped inside, though if this is the first you are hearing about this maybe she did not believe too hard." She gave a little laugh at that. "If you cannot do this, I imagine there is not much else to do but lay me down on a bed and hope what I need is rest." Kitt sighed again, before nodding. "She told me that she'd need the forge, as the temple pyres were not fit to cremate a statue." It pained him to even say the word like that, and he was fairly certain Emily noticed it. "In any case, I'm...willing to try. I can see what the Forgekeepers can do with making the proper preparations with the forges. But...I ask that you do one thing...continue to hold on. I'm walking you to the temple of Lar, Nuumu's Watchdog made mention to me before that you and your family pay tribute to that one...I want you to stay there until this is done. You need not be here when things happen. And in your condition now, you need the comfort of Lar to be with you." ...but that word though...her mother's last word...don't tell me that's the word Neasa was talking about earlier...

15th +10 merge is now done. Just need to pull two more Nino's and grind out 60K feathers and she'll be done, then I can move onto Petrine.

i remember devilman from movie "Oh No! I Have A Bear Trap!" and i just want to make sure you are not on a similar way of devils. i find it's easier to prove love with a nice kiss or even just saying "i hope you have a great day today, bud!" have you ever considered this way?

Leaving app here to avoid cutting out context, but withdrawing from the running. Divinity's Worship