Isana scowled and leapt back as though burned. Tiny crystals formed on her skin before evaporating from the heat. She gasped when Ryu threw yet another challenge at Weiss.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Yassen was not amused at the amount of attention he was receiving, even the news team was already on site and he operated best when he was not noticed. "Listen up, blockhead, I became level five not by accepting challenges thrown at me but by my own personal practice. I. Have. A. Standard to keep. You are not ranked higher than me, keep that thing in mind. I'm not on a quest to prove myself, the system put me as number one, if you got a problem, go the administrators and tell them that!" He stormed off, stepping past a startled news reporter and made for the exit quickly.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>"Stop him."<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Yassen halted as a girl blocked his way. "S- stop right th- there!"<br/><br/>He felt his displeasure increase twentyfold, "I do believe that you have got the wrong person. If you could just<span style="font-style: italic">move</span>aside-"<br/><br/>"No! I- was told to stop Redirection."Â<br/><br/>Fools. Getting challenged twice in a day was more than Yassen could take.<br/><br/>"Huh?" His hand darted to the soft flesh on the belly of her arm, drawing a red line as the skin was split apart. The girl screamed in pain and stumbled to the side.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Isana recognized the girl who had stepped in front of Weiss as Ayame Shiko, leader of ITEM. "Ayame-San!!" She ran forward, tendrils of nitrogen pushing her forward and slowing Ayame's fall. Her pupils were red now, though not nearly close to how red Weiss's were when he glared at her.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Claude watched the footage on the TV and watched as Shiko fell to the hand of #1. That was how the Board worked, they microed down on your goals, past to force you into doing what they wanted. At least ITEM was minus one for now, and that will give them, KOS, some window to work for now.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Ren watched as the girl ran away. Silently wishing she tripped; he had taken in immediate dislike for her. Just then, Jasper returned, thumb in a pocket. "Ok, let's have lunch and get changed still got a good amount of time before the concert. Let's go."