[Ochako doesn't respond. She's far too focused on the fact that her quirk didn't activate that she sort of just...doesn't seem to really register anything or anyone right now. Reaching forward, she picks up the backpack again, with all five finger on both of her hands this time, and tries again. This time, she throws it up a little harder, a little higher...
And gets the same result. The pack simply arcs in the air slightly and crashes back down to the ground in a heap. This time, Ochako stares at it for a lot longer, then down at her hands, and pats her own cheeks. ...Nothing. Nothing at all.
And through the quiet, the building panic is clearly evident on the poor girl's face as she gets a little pale, and doesn't say a single word. Why? Why isn't her quirk working? What happened to it? It is gone?? Did someone or something take it? How?! How... How can she be a hero without a quirk?
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And gets the same result. The pack simply arcs in the air slightly and crashes back down to the ground in a heap. This time, Ochako stares at it for a lot longer, then down at her hands, and pats her own cheeks. ...Nothing. Nothing at all.
And through the quiet, the building panic is clearly evident on the poor girl's face as she gets a little pale, and doesn't say a single word. Why? Why isn't her quirk working? What happened to it? It is gone?? Did someone or something take it? How?! How... How can she be a hero without a quirk?
She can't.
She can't.]