"......" Mikkish stood there a moment, staring at David, a disturbed look on his face "Come on, dude. Nobody needs to hear about that." Mikkish said, looking around for whoever was responsible for the black stuff, but being that he was not skilled enough with telepathy, and he wasn't very attentive at times, he had no clue it had been Hikaru.

"Who has the black stuff magic? Cut it out." Mikkish ordered.