Ochaco had gotten things from home before. She’d gotten her hero costume in Vallo, and back when she was in Tumbleweed, she’d gotten that, and her school uniform. However, this was the first time that she’d gotten a building from home show up. She knew that different buildings showed up in Vallo all of the time, like people’s homes and other buildings, but she didn’t expect the USJ to show up. Still, it was nice to have something from home, and a way to continue practice being a Rescue Hero. Also, she figured it could be used as a training space for the rest of the Outlanders, like the training grounds were.
Once her and Tenya figured everything out. Though she’d seen Thirteen operate the USJ, she wasn’t exactly sure how to manage the controls herself. Tenya was usually good at these sort of things, and he’d hopefully be able to help her figure things out, too.
Ochaco sent Tenya the location of the USJ in the forest and went inside to wait for him. It was just like she’d remembered it, too. Though seeing it did make her a little homesick. She was glad that back home, she wasn’t missing. She’d hate to think of what her parents or her other friends would think, or even know how to find her and Tenya. But still, it was nice having a piece of UA there with them.
It did not take Tenya long to arrive once Ochaco had sent him the location, arriving with a rush of wind and a puff of exhaust as he cycled down his engines to come to a proper stop. He was a rule-abiding young man, perhaps too much so according to his friends and even his older brother. But it was who he was. However, here in Vallo, where there were no laws regulating the use of Quirks or other super-human abilities, he was relishing the freedom to use his speed whenever he so desired. He could easily train his Quirk here to its fullest.
At the sight of the USJ, he was a mix of emotions. On the one hand, it was a piece of home, something he was desperately missing. Ochaco had more experience with this sort of thing than he did, but he was adapting as best he could. The sight of a familiar piece of U.A. gave him a great comfort indeed. But on the other hand, it was the first place where he had known true terror, where the League of Villains had first made themselves known and attacked their class with the intention of killing both them and All Might. They would have wiped out several heroic legacies in a heartbeat and ended the era of the Symbol of Peace.
He had hated having to run away and gather the staff of teachers of U.A. But he told himself it was necessary. Most of the time, he believed that.
He gave Ochaco a friendly wave once he saw her. “Just as I remember it,” he said. “A most impressive structure. Truly, Thirteen was a genius to have designed it!”
Ochaco smiled at him. “Yeah, Thirteen was pretty impressive with all of the effort that they put into it,” she said. “Hopefully, we can figure out how to make it work. I know there’s a lot of people who are heroes in their worlds who would probably like the place to train.”
Ochaco looked over the controls, furrowing her brow a bit. There were so many different buttons and controls that she really didn’t know where to begin. Or how to begin, even. She never expected that she’d have to operate the USJ by herself. Well, Tenya was here, too. It wasn’t that she wasn’t smart or anything, just looking at everything was pretty daunting. Ochaco had to make sure to look away for a moment so she wouldn’t get overwhelmed.
“I wonder if they made an instruction manual,” she said, the determined face still on her face as she looked over buttons and switches. “I want to be able to get this under control so we can offer it as a training space. We can offer classes on how to use it, or something.”
“Hmm,” Tenya mused, as he looked over the controls. They did not seem to be too terribly complex, but neither did they seem to be simple. With multiple zones to control and multiple variables for each zone, he could only imagine that each switch and dial could cause a wide variety of scenarios. And that was without mentioning the various other dials and readouts.
He took a moment to look around, to see if there was anything he might have missed. “I think you are correct. Even if Thirteen intended to run it themself, it would not due to have so much left unaccounted for. Their teachers were certainly better than that! Though the somewhat unorthodox methods employed by the likes of Aizawa, All Might, and the rest of the staff had made him question his belief in the certainty of their teachers somewhat.
“Perhaps in a drawer somewhere?” he ventured.
Ochaco nodded. “Maybe. You would think with multiple teachers running it, that they’d have to have something to make it user friendly.” She paused for a second, tapping her thumb against her cheek. Thirteen was usually the one running simulations in the USJ, but they were always there. And the teachers had be able to run it, too, just in case, right? It would make much sense if only one person knew how to run it.
“There’s got to be something somewhere. And hopefully in different languages, too. Or we can translate it. Not everyone here reads Japanese. And we should make sure everything is in working order before we talk to the DOA.” Ochaco started rifling through drawers in front of her, keeping an eye out. “I’ll check these ones and you check those ones over there?”
Tenya nodded. “A good plan,” he agreed. He was, of course, careful and considerate as he opened the first drawer. It was slow paced, but he did not wish to damage anything and he did not wish to potentially miss what they were looking for. Granted, any instruction manual for running such a facility was bound to be a very thick document, but caution was always warranted.
“Hopefully, it will not require translation. My English skills are good, but I am better with the spoken language than the written. And my knowledge of the more technical terms is somewhat lacking.”
He shifted past a few more documents. “Anything on your end? So far, all I have found are different training scenarios. Useful, but not until we find the manual.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if there’s other languages for it,” Ochaco said, as she continued to rifle around in a drawer. “UA has Heroes from other countries visiting all the time, right? It would only make sense if Thirteen had something so everyone could understand it and not worry about something getting lost in translation.But yeah. I really don’t hope we don’t have to translate it. English is so weird sometimes.” Granted, she had gotten better with English since she’d first arrived in Tumbleweed, but it was probably one of the most confusing things she’d ever had to learn.
Ochaco shifted through drawers, rifling through various documents before finding a rather large one. “Tenya! I think I found something!” She pulled out a massive binder, and started flipping through it. “That’s it!” She exclaimed, a wide grin on her face. “AND IT’S IN OTHER LANGUAGES TOO SO WE DON’T HAVE TO TRANSLATE!”
“A very illogical language,” Tenya agreed. “That Present Mic is able to speak it so fluently speaks volumes of his abilities.”
At Ochaco’s news, Tenya smiled as well. “Excellent! That simplifies matters significantly.” And it was definitely a load off his mind. A translation error with machinery as complicated as what ran the USJ could have been very dangerous indeed. Better to have the accurate, original materials.
He crossed the room so that they could examine the gude together and he was impressed by the size of the document. He would expect no less of UA that their documentation be very complete and thorough. They were, after all, the premier institution in all of Japan.
“What does it suggest we do first?” he asked. “Power cycle? Diagnostics?”
“I feel like Present Mic is a lot smarter than most people think he is,” Ochaco said. Granted, it didn’t help that Mr. Aizawa was always calling him an idiot.
Ochaco couldn’t help but feeling a little overwhelmed looking at everything. It was a lot of material to take in. It just showed how much work Thirteen had gone into working on making the USJ the state of the art training facility that it was. Even the building where they’d earned their Provisional Hero Licenses paled in comparison.
“Is there a get started page somewhere?” Ochaco asked, her brow furrowing. “I feel like that would be a good place to start.” Though there was the small part of her that was debating just pressing a button and seeing what happened. But Ochaco was more responsible than that. No, that would be something that Denki or Mina would do if they were there.
“I think you are correct,” he said. “My brother always speaks highly of him.”
Just pressing buttons would be very bad for Tenya’s blood-pressure, so it’s probably for the best that their more excitable classmates were not there. As it was, he was already feeling something of the weight of what they had been entrusted with. The USJ was one of the crown jewels of UA, one of the reasons why it was able to train Heroes so effectively. As the only representatives of UA present in Vallo, even as students, it fell to them to safeguard it and see that it was used responsibly and correctly.
It would be far too easy for someone to become injured due to misuse.
Examining the binder, he flipped through a few pages until he found one with a header stating “Welcome to the USJ!” It was followed by lines briefly detailing the history, a brief explanation of the zones, and then a more robust table of contents.
His finger ran down the page until he found a line reading “Getting started.”
“Well labeled,” he said. “I would expect no less.”
“I think we’re just used to hearing how Mr. Aizawa talks about him. I know they’re friends, but I think Present Mic is sometimes a little...much for him.” Their teacher was definitely probably the most introverted person that Ochaco had ever met, and Present Mic was very not introverted in comparison.
Ochaco was glad she had Tenya with her. Though she was certain she would have been able to figure how to run things on her own, she was certain that wading through the large instruction manual on her would get very tedious very fast. And while she wasn’t as trigger happy as some of her friends, Ochaco was certain she would’ve ended up skimming through some of the especially tedious parts and missing something important.
She nodding, smiling. “That makes sense. Thirteen is pretty organized. I hope it’s not super boring, though.”
“Safety is never boring, Ochaco,” Tenya said, but his tone was light. He flipped over to the next page and continued reading. It all seemed clear enough, written in plain language that anyone could understand.
“It seems simple enough,” he added, pointing. “We have a basic start-up sequence, with checklists along the way. And redundancies as well.”
He read a little further. “The good news is, once we complete some of these steps, the building is relatively self sufficient. We will only need to repeat some of them in the need of maintenance or a restart of more critical systems.”
Ochaco had to fight the urge to roll her eyes a bit. Even though his tone was light, Ochaco knew Tenya well enough to know that he took everything seriously. Though she was glad that he was the one reading through the dense instruction manual, and not her.
“That’s good,” she said. “I was afraid it was going to be super complex or something. But it’s a good thing that it seems to be fairly easy. I’m sure as long as we maintain the upkeep of it, we should be able to have it running smoothly here in no time.”
Ochaco paused, mulling something over. “We should probably teach a class or something in how to use it before people can use it on their own.”
“A good idea,” he agreed. “Preferably with handouts and visual aides. I can craft those, if you would like.”
He did find making charts and graphs to be quite soothing, after all. And the better organized information was, the more likely it was to be retained!
“Overall maintenance may be more difficult, however,” he added, still reading. “At U.A., robots from the grounds crew did a large portion of the work. I am not certain it they made it over with it. We’ll have to look.”
He looked up. “But I believe, with a little time and a bit of elbow grease, we can have this operational and up for its intended purposes.”
Ochaco laughed, nodding. “Yeah, that would be good. You’re better at those sort of things than me.”
Also, he’d probably enjoy it a lot more than she would. Ochaco could do that, but she’d probably get distracted.
Ochaco frowned. “We can take a look around and see if any of the robots made it over. I think when buildings come over from other worlds, most things make it over? As long as they aren’t people, or something. And the robots aren’t alive, so maybe?”
Ochaco smiled. “That’s good! It’d be really great to continue practicing our training, too.”
Tenya returned the smile. “Then I shall be happy to take charge of that.”
He flipped through a few more pages and nodded, satisfied. “Assuming they have, it will keep matters relatively simple. The building is largely designed for self-sufficiency, though certain training scenarios will require more of a reset than others.”
There was a shake of the head. “I wish we could have gotten to train there as we should have. To see it in full operations would have been most impressive. The number of scenarios available is rather significant.”
Ochaco smiled. “I am glad you’re here. I don’t know if I would have been able to do this on my own.”
Ochaco looked out over the building itself, taking in the different areas. “Maybe we’ll get more of a chance to train here now. And we can try different scenarios. There’s a lot of people with different abilities here, so it’ll be cool to see them all in action.”
Tenya nodded, taking a moment to take it all in. There were still lingering memories here of the terror he had felt and the guilt at abandoning his friends, but they would fade. “It would indeed. Just from what I have seen and heard so far, there seems to be a wide variety of individuals here. It nearly matches the diversity of our own world.”
He smiled as well. “I am glad you are here as well. Both here in particular and in general. To be alone here would be a terrible burden.”
Ochaco smiled. “I agree with you, Tenya. It’s nice not being alone here anymore. I had made friends before, and everyone is usually nice, but it’s really nice having someone from home here.”