Neither ever, nor never

[wannasmash]

Who: Midoriya and: Luz, Ruby, Todoroki, Lance, Riz, Snow White, Makoto Kino + YOU? Plot with me here
What: October, including event stuff. Ugly crying. Making friends with Cloverfield lol. Black Parade. Corpse shadow Loneliness thing. Learning to cook with a bear.
When: October
Where: Black Parade. Farther Shores. Cellar Door. Grocery market.

Content Warnings: My Hero Academia spoilers, grieving behavior, intoxicating craving for meat (thanks Beastars), intoxication due to this month's vileblood effects, minimizing one's own feelings.
Cloverfield's event effects, which can include: psychological-based curse, feelings of intense loneliness, mental health.
Mention of: capital punishment, child abuse, underground drug war, harvesting of human flesh and blood without consent.

Comments

[thunderingcourage]

Alright, so his reflexes were good, as e grabbed her wrist and began to twist his body she recognized the type of move he was going for. Using the attacker's momentum against them was a smart move, especially when they have both the height and weight advantage. Makoto was able to adjust and rather than being slammed to the ground rolled and flipped forward, though she still found her arm twisted and trapped behind her. She twisted it to grab his wrist and pull him closer as she drew up a knee.

"Not bad."

He had obviously trained at least a little in martial arts. A grapple like that was hard to pull off for someone that was just starting.

[wannasmash]

His eyes widened, but he grinned. His inexperience with a new move showed, but he was thrilled to have tried it.

He hadn't accounted for any proper recommended follow-up moves for this one, and instead had to improvise when his opponent turned the tables. No time to dodge her knee. He blocked it with his shin, but his hold on her was already compromised. She was holding him. (And his shin hurt.)

When he took his first final exam, he had struggled futilely with a teacher's hand holding him, instead of going on the offensive. He was more sure of himself now. Instead of grappling with her hand, he jump kicked towards her side, twisting his hips to give it extra torque. He aimed to use his shin and the inert flat of his armored shoe, not the spring-loaded toes that were for smashing giant opponents or concrete walls.

He was much faster and stronger than he would be without his Quirk, but the windup to his moves was easy to read.