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Dr. Kuse Files: Kai Chisaki

Patient: Chiskai, Kai

Parent Quirks: Father-Unknown Mother-Unknown

Potential Names: Overhaul, Break and Build, Reconstruct

Awakening Incident: Specifics unclear, though the subject describes it as "messy". Him being found and adopted does not bode well his previous parents.

Observations: The subject has the ability to break down anything he comes into contact with. Subject can then choose to reconstitute the object, either to its original shape or into the shape of his choosing, as it is violently pulled and formed into its shape. This is done via a kind of "pulse" from the point of contact. This not only breaks down the target, but gives the subject a feel of what the Quirk is targeting. This gives them a fine control over the target in question. The subject needs some shape for the Quirk to manipulate. Ergo, it is unable to target liquids or gases unless they are part of a container.

This can be used on multiple targets at once as long as the subject is in contact with all instances of it. When used on a set of rocks, the subject was able to mash them down into pebbles, then bring them back together in the shape of a small bird statue. Said bird was fused together by several distinct rocks and showed no signs of frailty. It's as if it was all carved from a single stone. The sheer destruction and following fusion implies the process reaches down to the molecular level. This kind of fusion does not seem limited to similar materials. Subject later added small bits of cloth for feathers. 

Most disturbingly are its effects on human targets. The Quirk can apply the same effects to living targets as well. I can tell you that enduring the Quirk is incredibly painful to undergo. My attempts to examine him without gloves startled him and made me feel that first hand. I ended up with my own pen inside my arm. The fusion did not seem to inhibit my arm's function. It's as if it was always meant to be there. What he did was especially difficult to heal. Subject did not show any kind of remarkable reaction to the pain he caused. Strongly advise a psychological evaluation before further testing. 

Recommendations: -Like other contact based abilities, the subjects ability to target others is hampered by gloves. Their applications is highly suggested. -Subject's obvious fear of diseases will likely trigger unwarranted applications of the Quirk. Try and avoid as much as possible. -Subject has an exceptional handle on the Quirk. What's concerning is his lack of restrain, as well as the misconceptions he has about Quirks in general. Lessons should heavily focus on correcting these. -Above all else: patience and caution. The subject is a precarious position mentally and emotionally. Showing him all the love and support like any other child needs will surely be rewarding.

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Love to see the evolution of their dynamic in the latest chapters

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do you think toby ever got inspiration from his fans

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im getting a vision of them

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old woman yuri for the soul 😌

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I feel like if Overhaul likes anyone, he wants to put them in a petri dish and study them.

Like he has most definitely started (good and bad) things between the bullets and lower down people just to see what they would do.

There is no way in hell that if he wasn't too preoccupied with Eri that he wouldn't be doing tests on the eight bullets or lower down people. He wants them sooo bad.

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NIN was destined to exist, what other career could you possibly have with a name like Trent Reznor?

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same goals

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For the love of art. Get the PRINT here:

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The hand that feeds

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That everyone just went along with the whole thing about the improved quirk destroying bullets having a permanent effect is wild to me as someone who works in a lab.

There's no way in hell that Chisaki did any actual lifetime study model testing to be reasonably certain that the effect is permanent. Let alone any long term tests on anything bigger than a rat in a controlled environment.

Just someone should have asked why anyone believes that the effects would have been permanent if Chisaki doesn't have anyone on his payroll that can make folks age extremely fast or travel through time to check shit in the future. Especially folks who know shit about drugs or experimentation or medicine.

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It's only a couple weeks in that Kaina realizes that Chisaki can bend his elbows. Which is important, because when he came out of that cell he didn't have elbows.

"Kid?" she says gently when she notices. Chisaki doesn't respond, naturally, just keeps murmuring Pops, Pops like he has been almost this whole time. (There had been a day near the beginning where he was almost lucid, where he'd gone quiet and looked wide-eyed and scared at everything that they passed by, whispering questions of where are we and what happened with a voice quavering and quiet. Kaina hadn't had a lot of answers then. She still doesn't now.)

"Kid?" she repeats, a little bit louder this time, because maybe he needs a little bit more of a push, but she gets the same result.

Come to think of it, he's not the only one who's been healing in ways that shouldn't be possible. Kaina herself had been on edge during the breakout, full of adrenaline and terrified of what would happen when she came down and didn't have the energy to deal with all of the sudden stimuli that hadn't been there for seventeen years. Now she feels--more stable, less like her confidence is merely a facade. Something tells her that something about having Chisaki around is what's making that possible.

She...doesn't want to think about that. So she doesn't. Just like she doesn't think about how Chisaki has elbows that he didn't have before.

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A couple more weeks go by and Kaina notices that something's wrong with her Quirk.

She's up on the roof of the latest abandoned building they'd holed up in--god this city is destroyed--taking out Rifle just to make sure nothing's happened to it while she was wasting away in solitary. That part went fine. Her rifle snicked out of her elbow the same way it always had, and she could feel every part of it the same way she could feel the rest of her body the same way she always had. No, the strangeness happens when she puts it back in, mostly the same way as it always had, but something's off when it's all back in. She taps on her arm to try and find the oddity, even though it doesn't feel localized--but tapping on her arm she realizes it doesn't have the same give as it usually does, the same give as a normal human arm. Instead it feels like she's tapping on metal covered by a thin sheet of clay, maybe, or putty. Slowly, slowly, she takes one fingernail and digs it into what should be skin but has too much give, that parts too easily under her nail. It should hurt. It should bleed. It doesn't do either of those things. And what's underneath the putty that's supposed to be her skin--

She takes a deep breath. It should be the metal of her rifle. It doesn't look like it.

She pats the putty-skin back into place, smoothing it over as best she can. The sensation in that putty-skin is muted and strange, but it blends in with the rest of her arm well enough.

Just like Chisaki's re-growing arms and her own accelerated acclimation, she doesn't want to think about it, so she tells herself that as long as her Quirk works the way it's supposed to everything's going to be fine.

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Chisaki tends towards silence nowadays rather than muttering. His arms have grown even longer, even closer to their supposed original form. They haven't yet reached the ends of his shirt's sleeves, but when she helps him take off his shirt she can see that the parts of his arms that were missing are now stained a deep almost-black gray-brown, with a rough texture, like stone. Her own rifle-arm is also changing. The putty-skin she noticed before is drying up and shedding away, dropping off the metal underneath with little fanfare. She was right--it's not the metal of her rifle. One time she looks in the mirror and sees some of the same dry-putty texture on her own face.

But. It doesn't mess with her Quirk, and it doesn't mess with her ability to do her job, and it's not even painful, so it's not something to worry about. Just like how she can now see better in the dark, how she's become oversensitive to light.

Logically, she thinks, she should be worrying about it. But she doesn't.

"Hey kid," she asks Kai anyways at dawn as they're bedding down in another abandoned building. (When did they switch to a nocturnal schedule? When did that become more comfortable?) "Do you know anything about this?" She sticks out her arm, now mostly uncovered metal.

His eyes focus on her. He looks more lucid than he ever has and it scares her a little. "I can't let you get hurt."

Okay. Okay then. Probably not something to worry about.

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Chisaki has fully regrown both arms and hands and Kaina has lost the skin of her right arm, right shoulder, and half her face to the drying-out by the time they finally come across Midoriya Izuku. The soft night rain should hide their quiet noises. She flexes her rifle arm, feeling the metal squish and stretch as it melts out of its usual look (that of a normal human arm, except metal) into the form of her rifle, and wonders briefly what other forms it could take.

"That's him," Chisaki whispers, huddled next to her position, fiddling idly with the buttons on one of his shirt sleeves with obsidian-black fingers. "You should probably make it quick. He'll put up a hard fight otherwise, and I don't think either of us wants to hear his idealistic prattle."

It's the most he's said in weeks--in the entire time Kaina's known him. She's just going to think of that as a good sign.

One carefully-aimed shot and it's done. Midoriya had been stupid, had stood unmoving in clear line of sight--she can make that shot easily even after years of atrophy. There's a moment when she thinks of whoever his family might be, whoever his friends might be, and she feels bad, but it's fleeting, and even if it hadn't been the deed is already done. No point in worrying about it now.

"Okay," she says. "Guess it's time to go find your oyabun, huh?"

Kai hums. "If it's not too much trouble," he asks, voice soft, "there's someone I'd like to meet up with before then."

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Kurono Hari has three sets of white-glowing acid-dripping wings and coiling snakes for hair, and when he grins it flashes a mouth full of sharp teeth. "Damn, Kai, you managed to recruit even in Tartarus?"

"This one was accidental," Chisaki protests. He's shaved, showered, redressed in clothes he himself picked out--in short, he looks like a functional human being. Actually, he looks the most human out of all of them. Kaina finds it ironic now that she knows he's the least human.

"Nothing's an accident with you, Kai."

"It was...mostly accidental."

"Mostly," Kurono repeats with a knowing smile, and then turns to Kaina. "So, how are you liking the new body?"

New body is an accurate description. Kaina is now completely made of a dark, shimmery metal that flows like liquid as she moves, and yet that has proven practically invincible in battle. Her hair is the same, if differently colored. It's a strange state of affairs--it's changed the way her senses work, too, her sight retreating in favor of vibrational and electric senses acute enough to more than make up for the sight that now hurts to use--but...not an unpleasant one.

"I like it," she says, her voice coming not from her mouth but from somewhere in her chest.

Chisaki lays a basalt hand on her arm. "You're not worried about it?"

Kaina smiles and tells him the truth:

"Nah, I'm not worried."

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you two are so goddamn weird you deserve the world

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Toby Fox: ok now cry

Me: yessir right away sir

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Yeah, this line shattered me...

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congrats on the divorce