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#Triss you should edit that. As much as I (and Sebastian) love chocolate, I made no mention that I was eating it anywhere, and while in most cases it would be fine for you to add that since it would probably be within his character, in this scenario Sebasitan is having a conversation with Chance and therefore it would he REALLY impolite to talk while eating (or really talking with your mouth full in ANY case). Sebastian is not impolite with strangers in any case.

#Oh lol, ok I edited that. Sorry dude, my mistake. I will read your personality now.
Somehow I always end up making a mistake.

Chance manages to hear the "love triangle" comment from Triss, and excuses himself from Sebastian with polite gesture. He then approaches Triss, who just stares as he walks up.

"Excuse me lad, what did you say?" Chance said in menacing tone, bending down to be face-to-face with the young person.

"Um..Anyone? Hello?" His attempt to get attention was futile. He threw his water bottle into the trash can and got another one from the vending machine.
"Guess I'll just wait here until someone's free." He thought. Then he just sat back and enjoyed his stay

"Damnit, it sucks to smell again." The ghost was crawling through the air vents as the stick figure, the air vents were blowing freezing cold air that smelled horrible but the ghost still continued on. He found a small ventilation duct that led to the dance room, not very many people were inside so this was the ghosts chance. The stick figure grabbed the vent and pulled it out of its spot, the bolts holding it in were rusted therefor snapped easily. The ghost jumped down to find the girl again still reading that book. "I know its you, Cyber virus." the girl said in an uninterested manor. "Screw you I'm off to make a trap." the stick figure said as it walked off to the kitchen. "That's a bad idea that won't end well." the girl said as turning a page in the book.

"GREAT!" Lucario would be lying if he wasn't. He tried desperately to ask just ONE GODDAMN question, but still failed. And now there someone willing to hear him out. It was truly a god-blessed chance (Overreacting much?).
"Huh. Thanks mate. By the way, how was your body? The wRHG battle was a little bit hard on you right?" He said with a concern voice.

"OOOOooOO, whats this? a sharpened knife, some duct tape, a mouse trap. and more importantly some spray paint. I sense a plan coming together." said the stick figure as he molded together a slicing trap, he spray painted it all black so it will be hidden from normal eyes. But the girl walked in the kitchen "Your making a big mistake, Cyber virus, your not going to harm anybody with that trap." the girl said still in her uninterested voice. "Don't you have anybody else to bother." The possessed stick figure said as he looked at his creation with happiness. The girl just sighed and walked away from the room.

#On a side note, Pluto doesn't enjoy reading books because a. she can recite the whole book to begin with and b. it is boring for her >:3
But let's go with the flow and pretend she decided to read something- maybe a fiction novel.

Closing the book on her lap, Pluto yawned and streched her back. It was quite dull, sitting and reading in a same spot for hours. She went to the kitchen to see if there was anything fun going on, but with no luck; that non-creepy ghost guy didn't believe her anyways. How tedious. Instead of going back into her book, she threw the book into the portal - it would land in her house somewhere - and watched some groups of guys talking to each other. Which reminded her:

"--I am the only female here. Huh, I guess I won't be joining any 'guy talk'."

With a click of her tongue, she sat in the couch and began sorting.

Witha look of interest, Chance notices a girl sitting all alone. He gave up with the young boy, and decided she looked nice. Chance sat on the edge of the couch and inclined his head to her.
"Hey there girly, what's up?" He asked noncholantly.
He flashed a million dollar smile at the young girl, hoping she might reply.

The pseudo android watched everything transpire, everyone was a gladiator here and almost everyone hinted their powers. Someone separated from the group, a female gladiator. The android knew of few girl competitors and knew most of them were legitimately powerful. The girl had sat down on a couch near his, doing something to pass the time. Bl.An.C. decided to leave her alone.

The possessed stick figure went into the other room, and found a man sitting by the girl who WAS reading a book but got bored, "PERFECT" the ghost used his telekinesis to move the trap across the floor next to the guys foot, the floor was dark so it was easily concealed. The second the man stands up he will get a nice surprise thought the ghost.

The girl sighed yet again obviously knowing the trap was right next to Chance's foot and if he stood up then it will trigger the trap.

Certainly, Arvine looked at the businessman. Currently, after ripping up his best cloak, he tried to hit the girl.
He put up his best creepy smile, and the girl was kinda scared.
"Businessman. Always like that", whispered Arvine.

However, he noticed that Cyber's trap.
"Hey you!"

The businessman looked at Arvine.
He gives a frown for destroying his chance with the girl.
He tried to stand up, and.....Arvine shouted.
"Look out for the trap!"

"AH SHIT." the ghost said in its mind, the possessed stick figure ran away as quickly as possible back into the air vents. "Should of listened to the girl, she warned me and I didn't listen."

Luke didn't get a chance to hear Raf's answer when he heard a ruckus from the other side of the chairs. He and Raf heaqded closer for a better view.

"Gah this air vent smells horrible." the possessed stick figure said as he was crawling through the tight air vent "I still can't believe the trap was foiled by that damn mage." the stick figure came at a left turn and instantly his hand caught in the knife trap, the ghost screamed in pain and watched as his left hand was completely cut in half from the middle finger nail down to the wrist. "DAMN IT, HOW THE HELL DID THE TRAP GET UP HERE?" the ghost screamed and continued down the vent after smashing the trap with his right hand. The scream and him yelling echoed throughout the vents.

#Couldn't you of been nice to the ghostly man and just let the man flirting with you get his foot chopped in half? Ps the clone of lexel is possessed, the ghost feels all the pain but the lexel clone feels nothing.