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Surge Alloy.
Third Ranked Hero.
Lucien was familiar with him. No real familiarity, though -- not like the others. But he knew of him. He'd read, seen and even witnessed a few of the hero's exploits over the years. It was interesting to be in the presence of a hero, but it didn't surprise him. Simply reading up on U.A. made it quite clear that accomplished heroes would be overseeing their training. So he was pretty annoyed when some little... When one of his -classmates- stuttered out some dumbass question: 'Are we going to learn from you?' Remaining impassive was hard, but Lucien had developed a decent poker face from having to constantly appease his father and grandfather's egos over the years, so he was able to not outwardly react. But he wanted nothing more than to just glare at the kid and ask him if he had a hearing impediment, because Lucien was quite certain 'Surge Alloy' had said he'd be teaching them.
And then there was another question and Lucien committed to zoning out. He knew he had poor - exceedingly poor - social skills, but everything felt especially unbearable at the moment. His eyes closed for a moment before opening when he heard another voice; a woman, older - a hint of experience in the way she spoke. Nimbus - Sixth Ranked Hero. Two top ten heroes? Now, that was actually unexpected. The first and foremost question in his mind was, simply: How many teachers were apart of the top ten, and luckily he didn't even have to ask it - someone else did for him. Which meant all he really had to do was listen and make his own mental notes. He didn't think it'd be long until they began to quirk and physical training, but he couldn't begrudge them for wanting to get straight to the point.
Regardless, Lucien kept his mouth shut. He saw no point in asking any questions, especially when everything he would have asked was already being questioned. Which meant all he really had to do was keep quiet and give the teacher's his attention. Even if he still had his music lightly playing in his ears.
Third Ranked Hero.
Lucien was familiar with him. No real familiarity, though -- not like the others. But he knew of him. He'd read, seen and even witnessed a few of the hero's exploits over the years. It was interesting to be in the presence of a hero, but it didn't surprise him. Simply reading up on U.A. made it quite clear that accomplished heroes would be overseeing their training. So he was pretty annoyed when some little... When one of his -classmates- stuttered out some dumbass question: 'Are we going to learn from you?' Remaining impassive was hard, but Lucien had developed a decent poker face from having to constantly appease his father and grandfather's egos over the years, so he was able to not outwardly react. But he wanted nothing more than to just glare at the kid and ask him if he had a hearing impediment, because Lucien was quite certain 'Surge Alloy' had said he'd be teaching them.
And then there was another question and Lucien committed to zoning out. He knew he had poor - exceedingly poor - social skills, but everything felt especially unbearable at the moment. His eyes closed for a moment before opening when he heard another voice; a woman, older - a hint of experience in the way she spoke. Nimbus - Sixth Ranked Hero. Two top ten heroes? Now, that was actually unexpected. The first and foremost question in his mind was, simply: How many teachers were apart of the top ten, and luckily he didn't even have to ask it - someone else did for him. Which meant all he really had to do was listen and make his own mental notes. He didn't think it'd be long until they began to quirk and physical training, but he couldn't begrudge them for wanting to get straight to the point.
Regardless, Lucien kept his mouth shut. He saw no point in asking any questions, especially when everything he would have asked was already being questioned. Which meant all he really had to do was keep quiet and give the teacher's his attention. Even if he still had his music lightly playing in his ears.