[Sayo just watches, not lifting a single finger as Ochako dives for the weight slowly descending toward the floor. Something almost demonic sparkles in her eyes, her mouth curls upward- and when Ochako finally makes contact with the weight, nothing happens.
She can feel her Quirk activating. She can feel it affecting the bulky weight, working its "magic" (both for lack of a better term and because that's exactly what this was from Sayo's point of view) on gravity, but somehow the rock is still descending. If she looks closely, there's a single, lead bullet lodged a crack in the weight.
As Sayo looks closer at Ochako's face, her evil grin fades, then falls, then disappears entirely. There was a fine line between flight response and absolute fear. She knew that from experience. Some terrors could be help a person ascend with their height, almost acting like a staircase.
Some, though, were impassable barriers. Judging from the look on Ochako's face as she reeled from the ascent...
(A not-insignificant part of Sayo insists that she needs to keep going, that she's already committed to this course, that she should make an example of Ochako for the rest of the students. But the last time that Sayo had listened to that venomous whisper, she caused the deaths everyone she'd ever loved and many more people besides, and with the promises she's made she's disinclined to repeat that mistake.)
She closes her eyes, sighs, and pulls once more on the level of the nonlethal death trap she spent so long constructing. Sayo hated to break her kayfabe like this, but she was trying to be a good witch now. Not a monster.]
Stop, [she says with the distinct inflection of a Japanese person saying an English word.] Goat-kun, stand down. [The goat demon, incredibly relieved, awkwardly backs away from Ochako.] Everyone else, take five to spar. You'll need the warm up for this exercise, if Uraraka-san's reaction was any indication.
I'll speak with her.
[Sayo scurries up the ladder and to Ochako's side quickly, kneeling next to her.]
This is the part where I would normally chide you for attempting to use your powers when the point of the upcoming tourney is to put all students on a level playing field... but that seems in poor taste.
Are you well? Here, let me help you take that off... [There's a genuine gentleness in Sayo's voice as she reaches forward, making sure to get a sign that it's okay for her to lend a hand before helping Ochako remove the harness.]
I, um. I'm sorry for going overboard. I didn't realize that touched a nerve until too late.
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She can feel her Quirk activating. She can feel it affecting the bulky weight, working its "magic" (both for lack of a better term and because that's exactly what this was from Sayo's point of view) on gravity, but somehow the rock is still descending. If she looks closely, there's a single, lead bullet lodged a crack in the weight.
As Sayo looks closer at Ochako's face, her evil grin fades, then falls, then disappears entirely. There was a fine line between flight response and absolute fear. She knew that from experience. Some terrors could be help a person ascend with their height, almost acting like a staircase.
Some, though, were impassable barriers. Judging from the look on Ochako's face as she reeled from the ascent...
(A not-insignificant part of Sayo insists that she needs to keep going, that she's already committed to this course, that she should make an example of Ochako for the rest of the students. But the last time that Sayo had listened to that venomous whisper, she caused the deaths everyone she'd ever loved and many more people besides, and with the promises she's made she's disinclined to repeat that mistake.)
She closes her eyes, sighs, and pulls once more on the level of the nonlethal death trap she spent so long constructing. Sayo hated to break her kayfabe like this, but she was trying to be a good witch now. Not a monster.]
Stop, [she says with the distinct inflection of a Japanese person saying an English word.] Goat-kun, stand down. [The goat demon, incredibly relieved, awkwardly backs away from Ochako.] Everyone else, take five to spar. You'll need the warm up for this exercise, if Uraraka-san's reaction was any indication.
I'll speak with her.
[Sayo scurries up the ladder and to Ochako's side quickly, kneeling next to her.]
This is the part where I would normally chide you for attempting to use your powers when the point of the upcoming tourney is to put all students on a level playing field... but that seems in poor taste.
Are you well? Here, let me help you take that off... [There's a genuine gentleness in Sayo's voice as she reaches forward, making sure to get a sign that it's okay for her to lend a hand before helping Ochako remove the harness.]
I, um. I'm sorry for going overboard. I didn't realize that touched a nerve until too late.