As he was happily giving photography lessons to [s]Millie[/s] Alice (remember, the brunette), Katsuo suddenly sensed killing intent, a deadly threat blooming from his left. Whipping around, his eyes widened at the invisible power gathering within the palms of the...Yuni? Inu? Umi? girl, who looked so cute focusing on her inner ki that Katsuo forgot that she was trying to obliterate him with her superpowers. But it was already too late for him to do much else, not if he didn't want to get anyone else caught in the crossfire.

So he sighed, and decided that, hey, at least dying to a cute Harajuku-style girl was better than a truck.

But the demise never came, and after a couple more seconds, Katsuo opened his eyes and laughed. [b]"Oh man, Yumi, you almost got me there! Thought you had some secret cheat all ready to go and all, but phew, good thing that wasn't the case, huh?"[/b]

What the so called 'blue-haired twink' didn't know, however, was that he was playing checkers and Umi was playing Go on the sixth dimension. While he had been busy playing along with the marshmallow girl's Dragonball fantasies, Alice was literally having an emotional breakdown over her inability to make Katsuo's phone speak when pictures were taken. Yare yare, she looked like a woman ten years older than him but had the emotional restraint of a kid ten years younger than him. While others stayed on their beds and asked basic questions that you'd expect every adult to ask about (you know, magical questions n all, just normal adult concerns), Katsuo hopped off his own bed and stuck his feet into his sneakers. The lightness of his body was a bit odd, and it felt like he was overshooting whenever he took a step forward, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, instead leaving the room to pursue the woman-child that took his goddamn phone.

It was easy enough, when she was stopping every once in a while to snap pictures, at least. Maybe she was insane as well, with her reptition of actions and her expectation of something to change. Before he properly engaged her, Katsuo took a deep breath, relaxed his facial features, and...

[i]Remember, I got a Charm ability. Maybe if I do this...[/i]

...placed a hand on Alice's shoulder. With a steady, even tone (people sounded more credible when they spoke at a slightly slower speed than they usually did) and a lowered pitch for his voice (deeper voices were associated with more adults, after all), Katsuo looked the nurse in the eye and smiled. [b]"Calm down, Alice, there's a very simple explanation for this,"[/b] he said, [b]"This 'smartphone' can only be fully used by the person who owns it, being myself. You will be able to create instant, hyperrealistic pictures, but many of the more complex functions, such as the text you read, won't function if I'm not the one taking the picture."[/b]

The youth allowed that to sink in for a moment, still trying to channel the sauve, seasoned, super smooth secret spy that he totally was, before continuing, [b]"I apologize for making it seem as if you'd be able to do [i]everything[/i] that my smartphone enables though, Alice. Can I do something to make it up to you?"[/b]

This [i]was[/i] charming, right? Not just creepy and patronizing? Goddamnit, the line is so blurry.