Revenge of the Son of the Drama Drama Duck

Anri's been slowly becoming more of a fixture at UA High - a sort of strange cryptid that hangs around the 1-A kids. Sometimes she helps with Foundational Heroics, using her frankly overpowered shadow Quirk to construct training dummies and structures to help with Quirk training.

Today, however, she's just serving as an intermediary for an international pro to assist in some classwork - a hero from France named Amelie Amaryllis-White.

(Amelie has found it is remarkably simple to get a hero license when you have the right connections.)

Amelie is smiling as she addresses the class.

"Bonjour! It is an honor to meet all of you, my name is Amelie Amaryllis-White. I'm here today to show you why you need to be cultivating a deeper relationship with your fellow students in the Support course. As such, we'll be having a series of sparring matches. You are allowed to use your full capabilities; meanwhile, I will be relying totally on a variety of support items. If you can force me to use my Quirk, that will count as a win for you!"

Smiling, she pulls out a golden belt shaped like a lock and a pair of keys. Wrapping the belt around her waist, she presses a button on the side of the lock.

SHUT THE DOOR!

Holding up the keys, she inserts each one into the side of the lock-belt, turning them to the side and producing an audible click as the lock closes.

DIAMOND! UNICORN!

She raises her right hand in front of her face, showing off the pink diamond embedded there, and sweeps her arm to the side with a cry of "Henshin!" as golden bubbles of energy rise up around her, popping and fizzing like a flute of champagne.

HOLDING BACK! THE RESTRAINED ELEGANCE!

When the light show is over with, Amelie is wearing a white bodysuit with pink-gold accents. Her feet, hands, and chest are covered in light, flexible-looking armor with the same pink-gold color of her belt, and covering her head is a sleek helmet with two large, compound 'eyes' set beneath a small, spiraling horn. Placing her right hand over her heart, she does a little bow before striking a pose.

"Kamen Rider Yuri, standing back!"

With a flourish, she produces a slim rapier that mimics the design of the horn on her helmet, gesturing with her free hand.

"Who would like to try first?"

Last night, Amelie had a screaming meltdown as five years of trauma repression finally caught up to her. She then proceeded to receive sympathy and understanding from a group of children literally half her age before being bundled off to her wife for the night. She spent a while explaining everything to Apple before crying herself to sleep and waking up to a delicious Japanese-style breakfast prepared by a friend of Ash's, and then it was time.

The Kahuna of Poni Island, Hapu, invited her to participate in her Grand Trial. To 'repair the person that is Amelie.'

She takes a while to prepare - changing her hairstyle to her old low ponytail, swapping out her miniskirt and blouse combo for her suit, and capping the whole thing off with a lapel pin shaped like a spray of white apple blossoms.

With a gesture, she opens the menu and warps to Poni Island. She's ready.

The video feed show Amelie and Apple waltzing together, one-two-three, one-two-three. Their gems start glowing as they move, and the glow spreads through their entire bodies until the pair of them are just outlines of white light that collapse into each other.

When the light dies down, there’s an entirely different woman there. Her features suggest both Apple and Amelie, her extremely fluffy hair is pulled back into Amelie’s signature twintails, and most noticeable of all - she has four arms and is at least six and a half feet tall. Pulling a chair sized for her out of what is clearly one of Amelie’s hoops, she sits down and smiles directly into the camera.

“Hello! I’m a fusion, my name is Ruby Zoisite. I’m made out of love, ask me anything.”