Jihyo had been rolling her eyes as soon as Dylan began his opening ceremony speech, but prior to that she had nodded at the new and late arrivals, wondering just how many people Dylan had invited and whether or not everyone would have to tip in for the electrical bill that was sure to skyrocket following this gathering. Jihyo was not going to tip in, not for this. 

"Fucking hell when are we going to play a real game, not this Smash Brothers shit? Dyl, just because you make the rules like a fighting game tournament doesn't make it a fighting game. I mean, I'll still play, but under massive fucking protest. And don't anyone even think about picking Snake. Only I get to stare at his well toned ass in that muscle suit." 

Jihyo popped open a bottle of water and took a sip, right as Ren took a seat next to her. Good kid, Ren, as far as art majors went. He wasn't one of those weird types that took photos at abstract angles and of coat hangers and made up some bullshit explanation on how it's a political statement against the two party system, so he had that going for him. 

But then the lights went out. Which solved Jihyo's Smash Brothers concern, but then raised yet another.

"Oh my god if everyone starts whipping out Pokemon I swear I'm fucking out. I'm a fucking [i]math major[/i] and even I think the way that game uses numbers is bullshit. But sure, go ahead and drain the battery on your handhelds and laptops, I'm sure you'll have no problem plugging in the charger in the outlet...oh, wait, power's out. Might wanna work on that before we decide to just play Pokemon in the dark. I'd rather play Civilization with Jason, and [i]I hate Civilization.[/i]" 

It's not that Jihyo was actually angry, though she was quite serious about her leaving if Pokemon became the main event all of a sudden, it was just that she was very particular about her choice of games. And Smash Brothers was not something she was particularly fond of, though with the lights out that seemed to be the least of her worries.