[center][h1][color=92278f]Aurel Fuchs[/color][/h1][hr][sub][b]Location::[/b] The Amphitheater
[b]Interacting With:: Snow Iclyn ([@addamas])[/b][/sub][/center][hr]
	His breathing was low and airy as his unblinking eyes continued to drift between the oncoming students... well, "inferred" students in any case. The only time he was ever close to closing them was when he began squinting at the boy known as Taka, tracing his rather prominent and pronounced visage. However, he had an understanding of what those eyes were like, even if they had a... "familiar" feel to them - the feeling of seeing something.

	Aurel could only furrow his brows as his lips curved into a rather shallow frown as he watched Taka and his companion saunter down the path to the amphitheater. During this time, his eyes drifted back to the spot Snow had taken up - behind a tree. The thief wasn't exactly sure if she lost track of him or not, but he would hope that she didn't.

	[color=92278f]"Taka knows where you're at,"[/color] Aurel inaudibly mouthed with a somewhat on edge grit of his teeth as he returned to the previous position he was in, save for the fact that he was now chewing on his index finger. Thoughts loomed over whether or not his companion, feminine and sleek looking, might of taken note of Snow... augh, he should of tried coercing her to get into the bush!

	Tightly gripping the stone slab, the air around his hands became a bit humid as he stood as still as the architecture he was pressed up against. Along the way, he decided to peek out, just a little bit more; if he was anything less than a so called ultimate, a head poking out from the side of the building would warrant some attention... guess there were some merits to being a friggin' Ultimate Thief...

	Regardless, more people were approaching the amphitheater, that much was obvious from what he spotted even with Taka's proclamation. The first person he saw... someone who almost caused him to rethink his theory, if not for a couple of the others following behind him. He had an appearance that reminded him of one of the dealers he saw during a small-time heist, being a scruffy looking man with a shirt, suit, and tie and all...

	While the Gamblers presence seemed to demand some attention, Aurel pried his gaze away to identify and analyze the rest of the arriving students. The only one he could immediately recognize right off the bat was the boy with the guitar from earlier - Ultimate Guitarist or Musician as he dubbed. Not much else to be said other than a cute looking girl having what appeared to be a child in a garish dress clinging to her side.

	However, something did catch his eye though - a stuffed and battered animal that looked like it had gone through a lot that was being held tightly onto by a rather petite girl with hair that was nearly as white as his. Aurel's eyes were widely opened as a child as the one drifted onto the stage. Certain elements disappeared from sight, the trees, the amphitheater, even the people surrounding it slowly began to vanish in favor of this one doll. While the sounds of others chattering was not enough to break his focus, it would take a lot more to break him from his pleasant reverie as the cogs began turning through his head.

	... which didn't take a whole lot considering the fact that he heard the grating, nasally, [i][b]squeaky[/b][/i] voice again, speaking in all its annoying "glory." Everything came blurring back in as he blinked a few times to identify where the sound was coming one, only to discover that it was at the center stage of the amphitheater. Whether his silence was natural or a result of the circumstance, his jaw was slightly agape as one of his eyebrows slowly rose.

	That was... a talking stuffed animal... a peculiar one with a sinister looking side to it, but nevertheless, the voice was coming from [i]that.[/i] Ugh, looks like he was going to have to bear this pain of listening to... him for a few minutes. That was just spectacular.

	The name Monokuma danced across his head, as well commenting that most people knew him already. The latter part didn't seem to important, but something was off as he tilted his head, staring at the toy with quite possibly the rest of the others there. What did catch him off guard was the fact that Monokuma wasn't exactly well aware of what time it is, despite claiming it to be summer.

	A nice chill breeze brushed over, causing some hair to obscure one of his eyes. Pushing his hair back to the side a bit, he couldn't help but shiver just slightly. His thoughts were here and there, but found a focal point in determining their location through the weather, time, and animals (save for their "counselor" or whatever)... maybe there was an Ultimate Anthropologist amongst them all?

	Regardless, what nearly caused him to stop dead in his tracks were the next words that escaped its maw - that they would have to kill someone. While it did get into more specifics, he was taken aback by the absurdity of it all; it felt way to surreal that a stuffed animal, who seemingly managed to set all of this up, who has no recollection of the weather or what time it really is for the matter, wanted them all to engage in murder with each other. What was [i]it[/i] getting out of this?

	Squeezing the bunny tightly against his chest, he couldn't help but bite his lip as he looked down at the two PDA's he managed to snatch, mimicking what Monokuma did to activate it... and began toying around and studying its different functions... lets see... there was a built in map, the rules, a blackened out portion, and...

	Aurel nearly froze in his tracks at the sight of what he was reading, thumb trembling as it neared the screen once more before slowly moving away. His unblinking eyes were much wider than the ocean itself and his breathing became stunted and stilled as he slowly absorbed what he was looking at right now.

	A dossier of himself and his own talent; Aurel Fuchs, The Ultimate Thief... with different forms that you could switch through when calling him by his talent, but that didn't matter! There was information on here regarding him, to his talent, to his blood type! What... jut what was this?

	The thief only began walking, albeit at a much slower pace than before, when he tapped on another profile. [color=92278f][i]"Snow Iclyn,"[/i][/color] he mouthed the words silently to himself as much as he was thinking it; the format showing information about Snow was the same as Aurels, with the same format and anything.

	Moving his head away from the screen, Aurel caught a bit of Snows white hair sticking out from behind the tree. She was... not exactly going to like this.

	Swiftly picking up the pace, he hopped over with each step towards her, no different than a certain bunny would act if it was a living creature. Once he was shoulders length away from her, he tightly squeezed the bunny whilst grabbing the other tablet in hand. Raising it up, he peered at the side of her head for a mere second before glancing away.

	[color=92278f]"Here you go... Snow,"[/color] he murmured softly to the girl, tapping her on the shoulder with one of the two devices he managed to snatch.