[b]Dieter Bauer[/b]

Following the appron-wearing girl's suggestion, everyone gradually started to calm down and introduce themselves, name and special talent and all. Dieter wasn't really sure if he liked the idea, however; while most of the others seemed to have fairly normal titles, ranging from a Gamer to a Fashion Designer, his was one that could possibly change the others' view on him and, should this really be a test from a foreign government, even get him in trouble. Then again, they did also have a thief in their midst, one who didn't seem to have too big trouble revealing herself. So maybe it... wouldn't hurt to follow suit. 

"I'm..." Dieter began, nervous like quite a few others had been. His eyes were cast low, and his hands fidgeted as he tried to find a standing position comfortable enough. "I'm Dieter Bauer," his voice grew gradually more and more quiet as he continued: "T... th-the Super High School Level Torture Specialist."

He didn't raise his gaze after he was done. 

[B]Fyodor "Fedya" Vasnetsov[/b]

The girl's - Iris, he believed she had said her name was - confusion amused Fedya a great deal, but before he could really form any other opinions or think of what to talk about next, something even more intriguing had been set in motion. Namely, an introduction round. Now, while usually that wouldn't have been worth the listen, the group he was in now consisted of super talented students - and they were all stuck together in a school for whatever reason, for who knew how long. Learning the names and skills of people he would most likely spent quite a bit of time with didn't sound bad at all.

From the sounds of it, they really were an interesting bunch too, both personality and talent-wise. Fedya couldn't wait to get to socialize with them all, and see if he could find out more about them while at it. Their views on life, interests, hobbies, and, above all else, their view on what "truth" meant - especially since they had a scientist and a catholic too, and no doubt both would have very differing views on the subject.

Oh, but it was about his turn by now, wasn't it?

"My name's a bit long," Fyodor chuckled, scratching the back of his head almost sheepishly. "It's what being Serbian does to you but... ah, Fyodor Nikolayevich Vasnetsov. Just Fedya is fine though - it's what friends call me." He smiled brightly, even if it didn't show from behind his mask. It could be heard in his tone though, no doubt. "I'm Super High School Level Liar. Nice to meet you all!" He crossed his arms and nodded a few times.