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	Neola was okay with Kara leaving. But then she said she was sorry. When people say they are sorry, it doesn't always mean that they are apologizing. More often than not, it's a response to let someone down gently. I'm sorry, but sugar makes you hyper. I'm sorry, the party has enough people. I'm sorry, you need to stay in your room again. It was just a nice way to exclude someone without making them feel bad. But when you knew this, it made you feel horrible. Not only do they need time away from you, but they think you're stupid enough to not realize they loathe your existence. [color=pink]”O-Okay...”[/color] was her only response to the small girl.

	Neola had to stay in character though. It was hard, because she didn't understand the situation. All she had to go on was the emotions of those around her, and she had never seen Sayaka in a situation like this. Neola couldn't just stand here and act like everyone else. Though if everyone thought the situation was bad, maybe she should act scared as well. There was clearly no impressing Kara, and head pats were nothing more than a dream at this point. What to do, what to do...

	Wait, there was a cold girl there, talking really loudly. She was as cold as ice. Well, maybe not that cold. At least Neola felt like she had a caring side to her some where. A soft side. Could Ice be soft? Yes! Because snow is soft and cold! That's exactly what this woman was. Neola would have to look up her name later. 

	[color=pink]”Snow?”[/color] Neola hoped she would respond to her nickname. [color=pink]”Um, if you found an exit that's electrically charged, why not just turn off the power? Or better yet, maybe we could put on rubber suits and walk through?”[/color] Neola did her best to sound nervous, but she honestly felt she had just solved everyone's problem.

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	Davis huffed. Not a single person had agnowlaged him. Not verbally anyway. And if they did, their voice was lost in all the ones that weren't. [color=tomato]”I suppose this is their natural state. They're all motivated by fear. It reminds me of America when the tragedy started.”[/color] Davis was aware of every word spoken after his dramatic speech. At least when it was loud enough for him to hear. Then, Davis's feet started moving. Anyone who looked at him could tell he was mildly irritated. But he didn't pay any mind to those around him. He walked past Neola, he walked past Snow, he walked past almost everyone. But not Ando. When Ando had turned to walk away from Alice, he was facing Davis. The scruffy boy simply smiled once the guitarist noticed him. [color=tomato]”So...”[/color] He glanced down at his PDA momentarily before looking back up. [color=tomato]”Ando Yamagata?”[/color] He chuckled. [color=tomato]”I just wanted to have a civil conversati-[i]you cunt[/i]!”[/color] In a flash, Davis Gallo turned into a frenzied demon. His hair seemed to shoot out at every angle, and his gaze was hot enough to melt steel. [color=tomato]”Clad in piss-laden panties no less! What the [i]fuck[/i] do you think you're doing? Out of all of us, she had the lowest chance of committing murder!”[/color] He rocked his head forward. Everyone thought Davis was going to head-butt Ando, but he stopped himself a mere inch before his forehead collided with the guitarist. Davis had opened his PDA to rule #7 without looking at it and held it up for Ando to see. Though it was far more likely that Ando was looking at the disheveled lunatic that was screaming at him. [color=tomato]”Everyone will think the first murderer is her at the drop of a hat, so even if she's the best killer, she'll have the hardest time proving she's innocent in the trial to follow! Did you get that through your thick scull, cock jocky? [i]What the fuck is with your hair!? Did they run out of masculine colors or did you think it would be cool to make your hair look like a unicorn took a shit in it? Because it's not workiiiiiiiiing![/i]”[/color] Davis Did not wait to see how Ando reacted to all of that. Instead he turned to look at Lilly and calmly said: [color=tomato]”Your hair looks nice, by the way.”[/color] He didn't smile, but he gave the hacker a polite nod. [color=tomato]”Don't go anywhere, I might need you to fix this.”[/color] He turned towards Alice. [color=tomato]”Alice Parker.”[/color] Davis was free of the aggression he had showed Ando, but his voice was cold and stern. [color=tomato]”If I'm not mistaken, you challenged one of us to try to tie you up. I can't ignore that.”[/color] Davis pulled his tie completely loose and let both ends of it hang out of his hand. [color=tomato]”While you may be confident in your abilities, I'm on quite the win streak right now. I do not expect it to end anytime soon.”[/color] He slipped his other hand into his pocket. [color=tomato]”You have given us an ultimatum. I would like to issue one of my own. If you do not call off your time limit, I will be forced to bind you and drag you back to my cabin.”[/color] The ultimate conqueror locked eyes with his target and didn't look away.