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Location: Midnight Tournament
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Michael turned to look over incredulously at the guy who had come up to him and addressed him as "Mikey-crikey". One look was all Michael needed to know that he [i]really[/i] didn't like him. Every fiber of the guy was screaming "arrogant troublemaker", just the kind of person Michael didn't want to associate with. Unfortunately, that probably meant he had the skills to back up that attitude, too. He glared at Suzakura and remained silent after being told about his "buddy" needing help. The only person he could think of was Andras, and there was no chance she needed his help again so soon. Michael didn't know what this guy's game was, but he wasn't taking the bait that easily. 

When Suzakura began to speak in a whispered tone, though, Michael raised an eyebrow, wondering what possible important thing Suzakura had to tell him. It was very likely a trap meant to get him to lower his guard, so Michael had his own ideas. Michael decided he would play along and leaned closer, whispering, "[color=7ea7d8]What is it?[/color]" At the same time, he had his arm tensed, ready to take a swing or two at the first sign of trouble from Suzakura.