Yuki simply nodded at Jake, then held out his hand. A bubble formed in it, a sphere of water held in his hand. And Yuki was about to toss it at the reporters. It wouldn't hurt them, but if they were making people uncomfortable, he supposed it could help. And he wouldn't mind getting his face on the front page. Before he got the chance, he was shrouded in a thick fog. The next thing he knew, he was inside, staring at the one who had caused it. He pulled himself up, dusting himself off. And then he was in Jake's group. He was being physically pulled, but he didn't even bat an eyelash.

[color=6ecff6]"Chill. You'll tear someone's arm off."[/color] He said, a smile on his face. He turned to the white haired girl. [color=6ecff6]"Name's Yuki. His name's apparently Satan."[/color] He scanned the room, before settling on the bush girl before. [color=6ecff6]"Hey, you should join our group."[/color] He said to her, a slight smile on his face.

[color=6ecff6]"I don't think it matters. I've got this test figured out."[/color] He said, returning to the other two, a grin on his face as he tapped his head. [color=6ecff6]"I saw it in an anime once. The premise is we're supposed to vote someone off."[/color] He said. [color=6ecff6]"But that doesn't add up. What would that test? Being able to betray people a few seconds after meeting them isn't exactly a 'skill.'"[/color]

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