<i>Sana, standing still quietly. Sana, quickly forgotten. Sana, now making some actual sound after doing nothing thanks to her power making her presence entirely mute. She covered her smug smirk as she giggled in the back of the room.</i> “Surely she would’ve tried to make her believe in herself. That’s a bit boring though, so I’ll leave it to those with knowledge on the subject.” <i>It wasn’t until then that her muted message was met with a snap from her fingers. A snap that vibrates across the room and rang in everybody’s ears. She’d simply give a sigh to anyone that gave her any kind of looks.</i> “Yes, I was here. And I clearly had helped, thank you very much.” <i>Of course, these words were said in a thick, sarcastic accent and a tone that couldn’t really be bothered. She took out a bottle of perfume, spraying it as it came out in small, purple clouds, and flipped her messy hair, twirling it once again to wait for everything and everyone else.</i>

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<i>Just like a chug jug, she epicly chugs it all down like a fortnite player.</i> <b>&quot;WOOOOOO&quot;</b> <i>She slams her head into the machine, and then runs away, the phone just left there.</i>

<i>A girl with a phone recording herself walks up to the machine.</i> &quot;What up, epic gamers! SANANA here, I'm twitch streaming live from outside. I heard rumors about this <b>epic</b> machine that can get you anything that you want, so I'm here to test it out.&quot; <i>She types in &quot;pro gamer juice&quot; into the machine.</i>

<i>Sana looked over towards Kazuma, and her smile faded a little bit as she walked towards Kazuma. Realizing that she was actually shorter than him, she paced back a little bit looking behind her. Once she stared at him for a bit, she laughed, not with insanity, but with glee.</i> &quot;Oh, Kazuma-kun. I merely wanted a response. You gave the best out of them all! I commend that you can act like that in public, especially in front of children.&quot; <i>She casually looked over to Damon and waved toward him super politely.</i> &quot;My apologies for calling your artwork stupid, I just wanted to be bored out of my mind.&quot; <i>She ripped a page out of her small notebook again, but this time there were no annoying sounds involved. Sana took out a pen and wrote on it, and looked at it for a bit, but then threw it away from behind her without looking at the trash can. Once it landed inside, it actually fell over again, by itself.</i> &quot;I decided you wouldn't want to catch any girl diseases from me, so I didn't let you get my contact info. Though, it's nice to meet you too, Kazama!&quot; <i>Her whole demeanor changed in a heartbeat, and her words no longer had a thick sarcastic accent. Now it's just super friendly...way too friendly. Though her happiness was genuine, it also was exaggerated to the point where it could annoy him.</i>

<i>Another newcomer appeared at the museum, and it seemed to be a young, female adult with long, blue hair. She shuffles around a bit in over the knee boots and a blue sweater and beige skirt. She carries a small notebook in her hands, or fingers, since half of her hands are covered by her big, beige puffy jacket.</i> &quot;Oh, all the pieces in this museum look...nice...&quot; <i>She loosely wears her oversized jacket around her, evident in that she doesn't let it go around her shoulders. Her head turns over to the others, then she decides to go over where all the people are.</i> &quot;My my, I didn't expect such wonderful people to be here!&quot; <i>Her words flow greatly with sarcasm, and she decides to tear out a sheet in her notebook. When she does, the sound would make a greater impact than it should have, and it rings in everyone's ears once the sheet is torn out.</i>

<i>Sana seemed surprised at first, and her eyes widened to the point that it's no wonder they stayed in her eye sockets. She then took out a perfume bottle that looked horribly lavish and rich, and she eyed it like it was nothing. Spraying it a few times, she seemed to cough a bit, and maybe have a heart attack as soon as there was more purple fog that had enveloped around her. Her silhouette surely looked like it was not doing so well, but the sounds were undecipherable. Not until she stood upright as if the event never happened.</i> &quot;I decided to actually bleach my brain in order for me to forget that all happened. You win, I surrender.&quot; <i>She then made a gesture resembling a polite curtsy with her short skirt, even though her jacket made the action bit clunky. Overall...a success for Kazuma probably. She turned around and started to walk away, but then look back with a bit of a condescending smirk.</i> &quot;Oh, and by the way, you can have this.&quot; <i>Sana gave him a black playing card that said the word 'Uno' on the back. If you were smart enough to see this horribly telegraphed joke coming, it's a blue reverse card. She skipped gleefully out of the art museum knowing that she couldn't have the decency to own a green reverse card to make him feel a slight bit better about himself. If he was listening, Kazuma would also hear her say his name wrong again.</i>

<i>Sana just blankly stared at Kazuma in awe, but after he was finished, she just snickered and moved on from whatever insults he had made for her.</i> &quot;Oh, <i>Kazoma.</i> My bad, sorry.&quot; <i>She stretched out the word so much that it practically stayed in his head, and it was stored in the back of his mind. Nonetheless, she kept going.</i> &quot;Jenny is a nice name as well...maybe I should think of using it when I get the chance. Maybe to ship myself off to be an illegal immigrant so I can get as far away from you as I can.&quot; <i>She yawned, and looked back at Kazuma as he showed off his fangs. She closed her eyes and smiled back at him with another smile perfectly replicated to show off to the others.</i> &quot;But nevermind that, you numb-minded hypocrite! Why don't we talk about something else. Preferrably over some tea, don't you think? Oh, wait. After what you said, I'd doubt a little cro-magnum troglodyte like you would want to try and talk things out like a civilized person, right <i>Kazema</i>?&quot; <i>Despite her gentle tone, her words were still back to where they were last time, oozing with every ounce of sarcasm as possible. It almost sounded like she was talking to a child, but she knew full and well who Kazuma was at this point and exactly how to say his name. She fiddled with her oversized jacket and twirled her hair waiting for a response.</i>

<i>The girl blankly looks towards Kazuma, and simply sighs as she decides to ball up the paper. Again, the sounds are simply irritating, and louder than it should be as if it would be right into your ear, and it's even louder in Kazuma's ear than anyone else's.</i> &quot;So, kicking a trash can over right after you called it art and picking at some children is the best way you can get your &quot;thunder&quot;? It's kind of sad, really.&quot; <i>She simply blew a raspberry at him as she threw the paper ball at the trash can. Although the paper ball shouldn't have gone anywhere with a throw like that, it rolled into the trash-can casually. It also seemed to have picked the trash can up and leave it standing back where it was.</i> &quot;Though, I digress. People like you aren't really worth my time...any kind of time really.&quot; <i>She walked over to Sayaka and looked at her with a smile so friendly it gave her de-ja-vu.</i> &quot;My name is Sana. Nice to meet you all.&quot; <i>She glances over at Kazuma, with the same friendly smile she gave everyone.</i> &quot;Not you, though. Whatever your name is.&quot;<div class='edited'>(edited by Sanana)</div>