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Why were these humans always so awfully rude? forcefully grabbing your hand when pronouncing their meaningless names, hitting you in the back when you just had something stuck in the back of your neck, or hugging you when they felt like their idiot lives were bettered by someone else?

And right in this very moment, another one of those lousy beings was overextending as well. This guy thought he could just [i]grab[/i] snow by the arm and get away unscathed?

...Well he might do just that; Snow tried her hardest to wriggle her arm loose, but this beast was holding her with the strength of a gorilla, that must be why they could overpower her at Hope’s Peak. But if her body could not safe her from the situation, maybe her voice could.

[color=999cc8]“Let me go!”[/color] She screamed, still shaking furiously and punching Ryuma’s arm with her free arm; not that it would hurt the parkour runner in the slightest.

It wasn’t until Ryuma explained himself and addressed her in the most annoying and obnoxious way possible, that she stopped squirming. Slowly but surely, a blush was forming on her cheeks, as it dawned on her that she made a mistake, a big one. Allowing this human to overpower her was one thing, but letting her mind be inferior to his? unacceptable; it must have been something that they drugged her with that blurred her thought process; yes that must have been it.

In any case, this man did not deserve to see her eyes, so instead she looked at his feet, an expression of embarrassment and annoyance taking root. Ryuma had many questions to ask her, but really, there was only one answer Snow could give him.

[color=999cc8]“H-how am I supposed to know.”[/color] Her blush was still shining brightly and her eyes were still locked on the ground, but her voice had changed from loud and dominant, to soft and unsure. [color=999cc8]“I thought that [i]you[/i] had kidnapped me…”[/color] as she awkwardly shifted in place, her arm still above her head in his hand, she finally looked him in the eyes with that same soft and unsure look.

[color=999cc8]“Are you gonna let me go, you pervert?”[/color]

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As Flare took to stretching her legs, she walked around the group of people with a hand stuck to her chin as she pondered about what to do.

As they now smoking girl said, they were all from Hope’s peak...which meant that they could be in the same class as her! obviously this ploy had something to do with the school, and as the ponytail boy suggested, their talents would no doubt have a role to play as well, but first:

[color=fbd178]“You know, smoking really isn’t healthy for you! but it’s even worse for the people around you; second hand smoke can kill, you know!”[/color]

With that out of the way, Flare took to address the words of these students; which was rather easy, because they all wanted answers. How they got here; what they remembered; and what to do. So upon finding the answer, she stopped walking, looked down at the circle of stomped grass that she created, and finally looked at the group in front of her.

[color=fbd178]“hmmmm, so in a situation like this, the best thing to do iiiis-”[/color] Flare awkwardly smiled, an oddly warm feeling emanating from her. [color=fbd178]“I actually have no clue what situation we are in so uhh, why don’t we find that out first?”[/color] She spread her arms as if to announce her incredible plan, upon which a hummingbird out of nowhere flew in and rested it’s legs.