[center][h1][color=92278f]Aurel Fuchs[/color][/h1][/center][hr][color=gray][b]Interacting With::[/b] Everyone ([@Ammokkx], [@Pyromaniacwolf], [@TheSeriousJoke], [@xxlanatjexx], [@addamas], [@AimeChambers], [@KenjuGuy], [@Vocab])[/color][hr] [color=92278f]"... though, to be fair, it would of helped if Snow gave out her talent,"[/color] the thief uttered, keeping his eyes on the road, though very seldom would he glance over at Ryuma and listen to his own replies... so this was what it was like, huh? For the most part, this felt like a minuscule reverie in the storm of confusion as the duo eventually made it to the amphitheater... and from the looks of it, they were the last ones... fitting, he supposed as Aurel tapped his lip for a moment, before raising a finger to the air, muttering numbers as they approached. [color=92278f]"... fourteen, and the both of us make sixteen, so I was right,"[/color] he uttered more robustly and triumphantly... though, his robust was [i]probably[/i] how loud a normal person would speak. Though, he did crack a brief, but small smile for a second. Myriads of things were on his mind as his mouth slowly declined and became more straight-lipped as they approached. Of course, the moment they were within the area encompassing the amphitheater, the hairs on his back suddenly began to stand up... though they did momentarily flatten back down the moment he spotted something quite prized to his very eyes - a ragged stuffed animal; it was just as cute as the girl holding it, but she didn't matter at the moment. What mattered right now was [i]that[/i] rabbit. [color=92278f]"... a moment,"[/color] he hastily vocalized to Ryuma before taking one step and swiftly vanishing from sight. Before dissipating into the legendary "smokescreen" known as walking, there was a glint in his eyes; one of unparalleled avarice and desire. ... ... ... Aurel ended up fading out of everyone's line of sight as soon as Monokuma appeared. While he was doing whatever in the shadow of the sun, he still reacted as he would to the sound of his irrepressible, [i]grating[/i] voice... but there was still consideration for what he took away from this all... Though, funnily enough, he started thinking once more, clutching the small bunny to his chest, tightly and gently as he could before staring up into the cloudy sky. A small chill went down his spine as he both listened to the bear and felt the nip of the wind; it was... too cool to be spring. [color=92278f]"... stolen memories, huh,"[/color] he expressed, chewing his free hands index finger as he instantly appeared back beside the Parkourist. If anything, he promptly began sifting through the words the vexing bear continued to squawk out, intermingling it with his own ideas on the matter, piecing it together, little by little. While the thief continued to keep a careful eye on the bear, his eyes widened more than usual, his senses attuned and sharp as he paused briefly to gaze at the damning smile of their "counselor..." And in that abhorrent moment, the boy became as still as a statue. [color=92278f]"... kill... someone,"[/color] it sounded as if he was musing over it, but there was spite and poison mixed with fear into the midst of it, making a boiling concoction of denial. As the bear began closing out the speech, the only thing he could think about was the docks and what he observed. He blinked. Terror slowly crept up his spine, before shooting straight up without warning. Aurel just... he just strode into a quick prowl, taking about a second or two before returning to his companion, a second pad... their PDA in hand. While the thief looked detached and unfazed by the whole situation, his free hand sang a different tune. Grasping the extra PDA, he slowly put his arm out, waiting for Ryuma to take it... ... it wouldn't be hard to take notice that his hand was shaking; while mild, it was more than noticeable; even his other hand that was tightly hugging the bunny and now his own PDA was vibrating as well. Once the Parkourist took it, a bit of that intensity from this whole situation, the stress or at least some of it decomposed. [color=92278f]"... so-"[/color] Before he even got a word in, the thief abruptly flinched and clamored up at the resounding cry of defiance one of the girls made. It was really loud, and at this point, relegating himself to silence was possibly the best thing he could do as he dove in, nose first into the PDA. [hr] The only thing he really did between listening to the myriads of of speak out against the bear, he was fidgeting around more with the tablet and getting familiar with the functions, finding each portion to be interesting - a list of the rules, a map, a dossier of all the students here (with information about him being all revealed, great, just great), and another... blackened out portion. That was quite... curious, but regardless, he embalmed all of this data into his mind before quietly exiting out and pocketing the item... all of this was just... hm. Aurel shifted rather uncomfortably on the spot, his mind focusing on the words he had picked up, as well as going back on the bears words... There was a... certain amount of truth to this all, yet there were some obvious contradictions that he couldn't shake off, even with the looming threat. A small bead of sweat began to form, sliding down his side as he began to muse and contemplate some more, before being shaken from the process by a rude, piercing, and over the top squeaking voice. ... which was then followed by the [i]same[/i] girl who shouted in defiance earlier screeching before sprinting directly at the bear. The only thing Aurel could do was stare in horror as the whole situation played out, ridiculous and whimsical as it treacherous and unpredictable as it was. He could barely move to try and stop it, stuck on the spot like some ingenue, shielding his mouth with a hidden, agape jaw. How... even with the multiple contradictions, it still... ... [hr] ... It... no. No, no, no. He wasn't just going to let all his ideas get scrambled, even as he watched two people shuffle to the stage in an attempt to help the duo, even as he watched Snow slowly beginning to depart. Even with the medical attention, others might get in the way, trying to do the right thing, [i]fear[/i] and possibly even doubt might get sewn. The thief wanted to believe, but... he had to try something... something like that boy did earlier. He took another shaky step forward. [color=92278f]"... Ryuma,"[/color] Aurel's head slightly turned to face the boy as he stared at the dirt, murmuring the Parkourist's name. [color=92278f]"I... I'm going to try something and I need everyone here... if I can't get Snow to stay, please keep her here,"[/color] he spoke, his voice wispy as the wind, and shaky as the trees about the area as he vanished for a second, the sound of some bushes rustling a few meters away behind the amphitheater. Following that, he reappeared once again, trudging passing Ryuma. While his eyes were directly on those acting on stage, he had another target as well; someone as important as everyone in the area. [color=92278f]"... Snow,"[/color] Aurel spoke in a gravely voice as he tightly grasped her shoulder in an effort to stop her. Following that, he did something he hoped to not have to do for another eternity or two... he... he forcibly turned his head to look directly at her, secretly biting his own tongue to avoid his teeth chattering. If she would gaze back, he would meet her own with a solemn and piercing, but pleading stare before deftly placing his other hand into his pocket before it began shaking. [color=92278f]"... I... mmm... please stay; I-I'm gonna try something and i-its important that e-everyone is here t-to hear... me,"[/color] he uttered the last portion out of some form of tense contempt for going up onto that stage, as if he would keel over from doing so. [color=92278f]"... that includes y-you,"[/color] were his last words to her for now as he freed his grip from the girls forward and trudged forward. That's all he- No... That's all they could do. Blending between the small crowds, mixed and intertwined, his pace was more tightened, sped up as he quickly accelerated towards the centerpiece, scooping up the two PDA's that were discarded and briefly noting the lack of any cracks or scratches. Upon passing the final line of Ultimates, he came back into focus as in one fell swoop, he hopped onto the stage. ... he wasn't here to help the injured; he lacked any sort of medical knowledge, outside of CPR for certain situations, plus clumping up to assist would probably cause the situation to be even worse... [color=92278f]"... here,"[/color] he murmured briefly, kneeling down beside the defiant girl and red-haired young man. Quietly, he slid over two of the PDA's to them; they were the ones that "dropped" theirs. That was really the only thing he was going to contribute to this situation, rising back up to his full height, gulping as he did. ... fuck, was he really going to do this? It felt like his heart was going to burst from his chest and in turn make the whole amphitheater a crimson splash zone as he stepped forward. God damn, he really didn't want to do this. And another. Just... oh no... And another... ... dear god he really was going to do this. It was tough keeping his arms from being visibly shaky, legs almost turning into gelatin and him tumbling over like that one time he stole Buddha's Tooth... at least no one was around to see that. For a second, he inconspicuously bit down on his lip as he stood, front and center... in front of a bunch of people... after they had all witnessed someone getting shot... ... and everyone was probably staring at him. ... could the bear come back with the irksome voice, please? [color=92278f]"... ah, uhm... h-hey, could I g-get everyone's attention,"[/color] he suddenly shouted, his voice reverberating with an unprecedented loudness that startled even himself. Dear god, he was certain that if they weren't already starting at him. ... his pulse was increasing, pumping, rushing... Aurel's mind nearly went blank, almost forgetting the thoughts for a second that he had put together, set up and all... swiftly, he stared into the relatively empty stands, devoid of any souls. Good, no one there... the thief could feel most of the stares on him, but there was some comfort in not having to give them the same response with his eyes, as relatively minute as it was. [color=92278f]"I-I'm pretty sure we all kn-now that... th-that bear has some form of truth to its words, h-however, there are o-other things that bother me as well,"[/color] while his tone was cool and aloof, he began to feel his toes, twisting and curling painfully inward as he paused, feet quivering in his boots... yet it was one of the few things that was unseen by the crowd... ... if he could only say the same thing about the way he began speaking. [color=92278f]"... wh-while Monokuma stated he took away certain memories, the thing is... which ones? While I'm c-certain that we have an idea of which ones, there might be some others we haven't realized were stolen."[/color] Pausing briefly, he took the moment to raise an arm partly up, index finger pointing directly at the sky. In that moment, Aurel took one gulp of the crisp air in, before calmly breathing it out. Come on... you've already dug yourself an even deeper hole. [color=92278f]"... have any of you noticed the weather? May sound out of l-left field but humor me for a second here. Its crisp, getting a bit cooler, and the c-color of some of the trees are beginning to change... from the looks of it, the current season we're in is the Fall."[/color] This was the last time he would do this, cold turkey after this all; most he would speak, [i]period.[/i] [color=92278f]"Based on the information accrued, we're all students from Hopes Peak... but the o-only memory I have is standing in front of its gates in the midst of Spring... I-I'm sure most of you know this, but school starts in the Spring in Japan, and that includes Hope's Peak Academy as well." "... which means our memories as classmates from Spring to Fall were stolen."[/color] At this point, he gave the longest paused, letting these words, this "revelation" of how much time had gone on sink in. Despite the stares making this process even more painful, Aurel utilized this brief moment of silence as some form of false reassurance; an escape from the storm he was now caught in. He raised both of his arms and crossed them over, feeling his heart surge even more so than before. Dear god, he was going to have a heart attack at this rate. But there was one curious word he had uttered: classmates. Aurel gave himself a couple of seconds more as his own personal break before jumping back into the heat of things. The way it was signified that he was continuing was with the boy shutting his eyes, taking one huge breath in before slowly breathing out. [color=92278f]"... you heard me right - I said classmates and I mean it... which means we all befriended each other at some point,"[/color] were they and did they? It... was a good guess, but even then he was moderately unsure... but even so, it was one of the few safeguards at least, [sub]and it[sub] would of been[sub] nice if they[/sub] [sub]were all...[/sub][/sub][/sub] [color=92278f]"We all lost all our memories of our t-times spend with each other at the start, and I'm c-certain Monokuma just didn't just abduct random Hope's Peak students out of the blue... call it Thief's Intuition,"[/color] right, "Intuition." Still, there it was better than putting the chips on the bears motives based on the way it articulated a certain word... and that would be a more asspulley lie than usual. [color=92278f]"... so yeah; while I have other theories at the moment, there are more important matters right now, such as tending to the wounded, and,"[/color] Aurel stopped, quickly navigating his tab before pulling it up, displaying the map on the screen as he pointed to it. [color=92278f]"... getting a better understanding of the area around us and trying to figure out a way out... based on our n-numbers, we should go in groups of four..." "... four go to investigate this gate, four g-go to investigate th-the lake and other piers, four take the wounded to the cabins, and the last four sh-should check out the Mess Hall just in case we get stuck here for more than a couple of days."[/color] Pocketing the pad, he then directed his "attention" to the masses yet again, crossing his arms to stop them both from convulsing. Aurel had bravely done his part, as much as he could anyways... god that was just an experience, but it wasn't the end of it all. There was one final, parting statement the thief gave to the crowd, further increasing the chances of him mentally shutting down due to the last couple of minutes. [color=92278f]"... does that sound like a plan?"[/color]