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[color=ed1c24]”Alright, that was a good waste of a basketball. You have me convinced. I’ll join yer gang.[/color]

Akira winched a bit at the smell of burning rubber and the after effects of shooting lightning in doors. His ears were still ringing after the roar of thunder that followed even with the lightning bolt being rather small compared natural lightning, Akira still picked his ears in irritation, he always had better senses than his peers and was often compared to a blood hound. 

[color=ed1c24]”Also could you given us a warning to cover our ears before going all Chidori on our asses, I’ll think I might have gone deaf after that, so thanks for that ya damn Electric Eel.”[/color]

Akira was obviously using hyperbole as he was still able to get the basics of what he president was saying, Akira got up and walked over to the table of talismans he quickly found his as most were already taken and used, by the other members. Akira turned his talisman around slightly curious at the supernatural explaination of his strength.

[i]Akira Yamamoto, bloodline of the Oni-[/i]

Akira stopped reading after the word Oni, since that’s all he needed to know. That and he didn’t like reading. Akira mimicked the other members of the club or at least tried to, as he attempted to poke his finger with the needle, he would find that the needle didn’t pierce deep enough for it to draw blood and as he tried to put more force into the needle, the needle would bend thirty degrees instead of piercing his skin. 

[color=ed1c24]”Ah, screw it.”[/color]

The delinquent would put his thumb in his mouth, right under his sharp canine before biting down on it and drawing a stream of blood before drawing a red line over the talisman and putting it near his chest like president electric eel said. Akira closed his eyes and he could feel something from the talisman flow into him, but it felt a bit half hearted and a bit weak, probably because he already ‘Scratched the Surface’ It flowed into his veins and through his blood making it’s way around his circulatory system, until it reached his heart in which the talisman’s power would suddenly stop, as if it hit a wall at 80 miles per hour dispersing into eight directions and eight pieces.

[color=ed1c24]”Eh, was that supposed to- Ah, whatever. So, want me to follow everyone else’s example and do an demonstration, Electric Eel President?[/color]

Of course it wasn’t really that difficult to guess what Akira’s power was, he was an Oni or at least had the bloodline of one. Even without his unnatural abilities he basically had since birth, it wasn’t to hard to guess that he was basically what people would call a brick, he could hit someone really hard. Since Oni’s are mostly known for their strength. Akira took a tissue and rubbed away the blood from his thumb, which had stopped bleeding some time ago.