[@Lucius Cypher][@FamishedPants]
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[h3][color=red]LYSANDER[/color][/h3][/center]

Lysander's eyes lit up when he got two quick responses, waiting for the third. He began typing a reply excitedly after hearing Mamoru already managed to punch Amane twice but ended up deleting the whole message as Toru approached. The prank gods seemed to smile upon him it seemed, as the zombie seemed a bit more lively than he had seen him most days in the hall. He was feeling confident. He had heard that Toru didn't need sleep and didn't eat and that he could breathe underwater, which meant that they had the power of unending versatility thanks to Toru, and it gave his overconfident self even more confidence in leading this team.

But a lot of that confidence left his body with a sigh. If you looked close enough, maybe a bit of his soul could be seen leaving his lungs along with 80% of the air in them. As Mamoru arrived with her arms both in slings he twisted his mouth a bit and stuck his tongue through his tightened lips, the ends of his chords unraveling a bit as he tensed up. An injured player wasn't ideal but with Amane already injured as well he had a good feeling that their little handicap would work itself out. He beckoned the group closer and put on his casual voice, cracking his neck.

[color=red]"Ayyye if it isn't the guys from 1A! As you know, Amane is a menace to us all, and needs to be embarrassed in some way. Kinda like a bully the bully scenario, and taking his pants off is too small and beating him up is too big, so I call upon you and..."[/color] He looked around, pausing his speech to search the hallway, even going so far as to use the wires on his legs to lift himself into the air a good 3 feet to see over even Dulga should she be present. No sign of Kenichi. [color=red]"Kenichi... should he show up, to crowd source me some ideas! I want it to be known that he got got, hm?"[/color]

*The redhead lowered himself down, his brown roots showing a bit as his hair swayed but he would deny any accusation that his rust colored hair was a dye job. He extended a closed fist to the two people, staring at Mamoru's arms and sighing. [color=red]"Mamoru, just say the word rock, it'll be a metaphorical fist bump that says you're in."[/color]