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Hibiki had found it quite fascinating to watch the exchange between all of the Ultimates, after all, human emotion could both cloud people's judgment or motivate them to get to the bottom of something. All throughout the trial, Hibiki had been thoughtfully fiddling with something in his pocket. There was, after all, no reason to truly preserve evidence as the campers had no scientific equipment to examine it. A pity really, that his coat would be so thoroughly ruined, but the damage had already been done as Hibiki had hastily threw the object into his pocket, so why not ruin it further?

[color=turquoise]"So soon...? It seems your stubborn ego has reached its breaking point."[/color]

Hibiki slipped the object out of his coat pocket and set it on the rim of his stand.

[color=lightgray]"T-The fuck Hibiki?!"[/color] A slight gagging sound involuntarily came out of his throat as he stared at the dirtied scissors Hibiki had set down. The scissors were covered in blood and what looked to be sand particles. Ryuma had always been a texture guy, and just thinking about touching those gave him the willies. [color=lightgray]"I thought you were supposed to be helping us for Christ's sake?!"[/color]

[color=turquoise]"I am,"[/color] Hibiki gave a confused at the Parkourist before he looked over at Aurel and then Hiroki, [color=turquoise]"I hope this helps."[/color]