[h3][center][color=DarkBlue]Acute Magnanen-[/color] - [color=Orange]Game of words;Game of lies[/color][/center][/h3]

Forcing myself to calm down and try to relax, I slowed my breathing  and closed my eyes. Even in this anomalous situation, acting crazy can only be pernicious.I must relax. I. must. be calm. Admittedly, some chocolate or other sweet snack would help me a lot, but I don't have that luxury right now. Heh, when I merely think empty thoughts and push away the troubles, everything feels better. After just a moment of nice, soothing nothingness I open my eyes and look around. Sadly, I really only do get a moment's relaxation, as there's already someone in front of me.

"Heya, you ok?" He asks me without any fancy words or the like. My first impression of him is a good one, he appears to be thoughtful - the guy did come look for me, presumably worried for my well-being - and approachable. That's just the cover though. His seemingly nice facade could be a deceptive ruse. No, now I'm just being paranoid. Really, I should introduce myself before jumping to conclusions like I usually do.

[COLOR=DarkBlue]" I-I'm doing well.. y'know.. all things considering."[/COLOR] I reply weakly, not even looking him in the eye from embarrassment. He came to talk to me expressly because I ran out the room, which means he saw, for certain, my freak out and girlish scream. Wow. I sure make an amazing impression, don't I? And right now I'm not doing much better. With twitchy fingers and the incapability of eye-contact, I play the part very well of 'that nervous kid'. Mustering up enough courage to speak directly, I swallow and push my fingers against the steady ground. I get ready to speak, but it feels as if the words are stuck in my throat, lodged at the worst spot. Sweat trickles down my forehead. First I was nervous about murder, then I get the butterflies just to speak to a stranger. To be fair, this isn't any stranger is he? He's an Ultimate, and potentially a future killer.. No! No, forget about the murders for a moment Magnanen, or you'll freak out again. Just say something to the man already![COLOR=DarkBlue] "M-my name's Acute Magnanen. You can just call me Magnanen, o-or Acute, that works too! Really whichever you'd prefer!"[/COlOR] The last words begin to squeak unattractively, but at the very least I've finally looked him in the eye. I bite my lip after that awkwardness. Geez, I'm overthinking this all in a bad attempt to be scrupulous, but all I'm just messing up further..

[COLOR=DarkBlue]"Yeah, Acute Magnanen, Ultimate Linguist."[/COLOR]