<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/IAV71Qp.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Akiyama Amaya<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gymnasium<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1 - Shortly after entrance ceremony<br/><strong>With:</strong>Megumi Shika, Akumi-Jo Sakuma<br/><hr/><br/>Perhaps she'd went a tiny bit overboard. Going by how the ganguro-twat didn't look like some hideous science project (just a hideous spray-tan mistake), it was fair to assume he had some leniency as far as how long his "swaps" lasted, and she assumed it would be reversible by the second. Megumi didn't seem overly happy about it all, and neither was Akiyama to be fair, she didn't like to abuse her powers. Partially for her own sake, mostly for her victim's. It was an unfair fight, it was as plain and simple as that. it just felt like abuse from her part, since her abilities could trump most other abnormalities without too much hassle.<br/><br/>However, as much as she wanted to abide to Megumi's plea for her to stop, the tanning bed mistake that was whipping its weak legs around in an attempt to loosen her grip was asking for it too much. Not to mention it was getting hard for her to let go of him without just dropping him to the floor, since his feet wouldn't land properly while he was whipping them around.<br/><br/>Her eyes were drawn to the phone filming the whole affair, not that it bothered her, it would be easy to take the phone and delete the footage. Especially when it slipped out of the gyaru-lady's hands and fell on the floor. She sighed, letting one of her hands off the neck they'd been wrapped around, proceeding to squat down, picking up the phone and pausing the recording, followed by deleting it and slipping it back into one of the lady's blazer-pockets.<br/><br/><strong>"You sure? I thought she said she was enjoying it?"</strong>She asked Megumi, though, contrary to her words, her grip around the nape of his neck loosened enough for him to breathe freely, though it still kept him locked in place. She even let him down on the floor again, what a generous god she could be when she went in for it.<strong>"Now then, <em>thief</em>, you can either reverse your little party trick, or I'll lift you up again. So what do you say, Ms. Washing board? Round 2? Or give me back what belongs to me"</strong>