[center][h1][color=92278f]Aurel Fuchs[/color][/h1][hr][sub][b]Location::[/b] The Amphitheater
[b]Interacting With:: Snow Iclyn ([@addamas]), and Neola Akiyama ([@BrokenPromise])[/b][/sub][/center][hr]
	Aurel sighed slightly as the woman procured her own tablet before returning his vision to his own. His hand glided over as he performed a similar action to the girl, skimming off each person, one by one, and found they were all Ultimates, no different than he. The thief couldn't help but nod just slightly to himself as he continued absorbing all the knowledge. While there were some curiosities, like Aya Usui and Neola Akiyama, there was always one he came back to that sent a shiver down his spine, one that completely stole away the color from his face.

	Alice Parker, the Ultimate Assassin.

	... and he thought his talent was problematic... but this one... in a scenario like this, he didn't exactly know how said Assassin would react. Would she try to kill someone to get out of dodge as quickly as possible or analyze the situation. Either or was a possibility as Aurel became anxiously engrossed with the tablet, slowly bringing an index finger up and gnawing on it.

	No one was really going to kill another to get out of her? Right? It was silly, preposterous, surreal...

	[i][color=92278f]"What does Monokuma get out of this,"[/color][/i] were the words that echoed in his mind as he constantly stared down the tablet before being snapped from his trance by Snow, jerking back a bit as he sheepishly looked up with a moderately neutral visage. The words that came out of her mouth were a bit distressing, but maybe the assassin wouldn't try to kill someone.

	Aurel couldn't help but clutch the bunny and tablet to his chest as he listened, looking off to the side somewhat uncomfortably when she said she didn't exactly care much for anyone here, shifting a bit away from her when she passed on by. But the final words she said? It made him look up and briefly made eye contact with her.

	As soon as the thief saw her going towards the crowds, he immediately tried reaching out to try and stop her, but he faltered. His hand cringed back for a moment as he sighed slightly and slumped back against the tree, eyeing Snow move farther and farther away from him. Breaking his field of view from the lady, he shoved himself up, taking one step after the woman before abruptly stopping. Glancing down at the bunny in his arms, his eyes widened before moving back up to stare at the girl with the peculiar device.

	... Aurel thought he felt his heart stop for a brief second, his throat parched and dry. His breathing ceased as he felt a similar feeling in his gut told him something bad was going to happen. It was reminiscent of the heist involving the few different places claiming they had the Holy Lance... namely the first run in Rome...

	Outsourced guards, attack dogs, and so on... it didn't help that their leader announced cockily and anonymously to the world what the next items they were going to steal...

	After recalling that horrid memory, as well as scope out the vicinity, he took note of the bush he hid in earlier and briskly strode on over to it. His regular breathing returned as he examined it before going to work on it, attempting to make it look as it did before he carved it out from earlier.

	It only took a minute or two, but while he was at it, Snow spoke up, breaking his trance upon fixing the bush up, causing him to peer over at the lady, standing with confidence. He felt his heart pounding for what felt like an eternity before stopping. A frown was plastered on his face with glistening eyes that only continued to widen as he talked.

	Upping the rate he was going at, he began quickly carving out a hidden compartment in the bushes - a place to safely set the bunny without anyone realizing it was there, as well a prevent any sort of damage to it! Sighing to himself, he set the bunny in, keeping an ear to Snow as she spoke out confidently... too confidently.

	It honestly hurt a bit to hear her say that she didn't trust anyone, as that meant him too... He couldn't help but slouch as he rose up, keeping his ears peeled. Even if it was a short while, he... mmm... Aurel took in a deep breath, clearing out those thoughts for a while. He wouldn't let it bother him, no, he wouldn't. He would go over there, support her plan, and try to interrogate their "counselor."

	Steadily walking over to Snow, he nearly stopped in his tracks the moment he heard a booming, abrasive shout coming from the the purple haired boy from earlier. Aurel couldn't help but glare at the boy, squinting as he frowned; [color=92278f]"Ando Yamagata,"[/color] the thief murmured to himself, continuing to traverse closer to Snow at a pacing that could be dubbed "nearly immovable."

	Of course, the moment he heard a name shouted out and the fact of the matter of her talent, he halfheartedly scrolled on over and tapped on the name. Everything to her talent, appearance, blood type, and so on was still listed as before. Aurel couldn't help but squint and purse his lips, uttering [color=92278f]"Schrödinger's cat,"[/color] as he neared Snow.

	Upon nearly bumping into the hairstylist, he cleared his throat, and put up a forced, yet genuine semi-smile on his face. Placing a hand on the girls shoulder, he stared forward, looking into the crowd. [color=92278f]"... you came off a bit too callously... but I think it's a good plan,"[/color] he nodded, doing his best to try and affirm what she said, briefly turning his head to look at the woman.

	His hand. Doing this was... hm, how was it... how would he think of this? Aurel's hand unnaturally recoiled back, unnoticeably shaking. The way that part of his body was acting was stark contrast to the appearance on his face as it snapped back into position, overlooking the crowd ahead.

	[color=92278f]"... I'll, mmm... how about I t-try saying something,"[/color] he muttered coolly to the woman, taking one step forward as he attempted to straighten himself out and stand at his full height. Taking in a deep breath, he opened his mouth...

	... and it was all over. He was incapable of getting a word out as the ones involved with the assassin began descending into chaos with petty threats, cursing, and most likely false "statistics" being thrown out just for the hell of it. Raising a finger up and opening his mouth, nothing came out. Before Aurel knew it, he was biting on his lip as his hand, now shaped into a fist, began to descend.

	How was he supposed to do this? He could do it, right? It wasn't that hard, right? Well, amongst it all, he did make out a synthetic voice in the crowd of chaos requesting a hit... and a chill went down his spine as soon as he noticed it was from. His gut feeling was shouting at him from the top of its lungs, telling Aurel not to let out a singular peep.

	And so, he stood motionless, unknowing of what to say and respond to this all, making out a point amongst the flurry of insults before the whole situation settled with Alice deciding to go off and the Gambler, a.k.a Davis opting to stop her... this sort of solved itself?

	So much for trying to say anything.

	Dejected, he grunted and shrugged to himself, backing up and pivoting towards Snow, only to witness a pretty blue-haired girl come up to her. Aurel was able to pick up the questions she asked about the exit, and concluded that she must of believed it to be like a... checkpoint of sorts... well, I guess maybe clearing that up would be a start.

	Slowly, he silently crept up towards the duo, doing his best to keep a calm visage over the whole situation before stopping at least within two feet of her. Blinking, he looked down at her before coolly responding to the girls question.

	[color=92278f]"To get more into specifics, the exit is a large gate, so walking through isn't exactly an option."[/color]