Kishi pressed his thumbs together until both of the tips were red, he clasped his hands and listened attentively. Of course Ciel already had a plan, it was no longer surprising to see how hero-like Ciel was- it was kinda unfair to be honest. The boy remembered Ciel from the first day of school, so angsty- he felt like he had so much to prove. Kishi remembered when Ciel challenged the principal, and when Kumori and Ciel got into an argument, and when he first met Kat… and the villain attack. It all seemed like so long ago, though it was merely a week. Perhaps it was because everyone had grown so much since that first day- he was progressing too, this he was sure of. And as behind as he was, as slow as he was advancing; Kishi had no doubt that he would one day be a hero. When Hoshi blurted out within the crowd, Kishi’s bright orange gaze focused on her before he sighed. Yeah- the spotlight. Everyone wants at least a moment in the spotlight. And sometimes it sure felt like he was as far away from the spotlight as possible, “Nothing says strong like not taking credit.” Kishi muttered- mostly to himself. As the social structure of the class became more and more fleshed out it kinda felt like there was no spotlight- none that he could take anyways. There was just those who radiated, and those who didn't.
The boy listened to Kat, it seemed very sudden that the girl had begun to speak up. He smiled at Kat’s explanation before nodding as he watched her take off with Ciel. If only he were strong enough to be in Ciel’s place, then he could take control, then he could be the leader and the defender, then he could show Kat what he was really made of. Was it so bad to be jealous of Ciel? Honestly the worst part was that Kishi couldn’t bring himself to dislike the brown-haired class representative, in fact he greatly respected him. Kishi looked around and flinched as a loud blast sounded into the air, Mr. Hamikaru’s signal. Begin. Kishi put a gentle hand on Hoshi’s shoulder, “I don’t know if it means much. But I think Ciel has a reason for putting you on offense, I mean think about it. With your zombies the other team is way outnumbered- all we have to do is find the target and sick a mob of corpses on them.” Kishi offered the girl a smile before rolling his ankles and preparing himself for the next fight. “Keep your eyes on the prize, is the spotlight really that important? We are in the middle of the forest, it’s not like anyone is watching. Wait until your moment- it’ll come, and you’ll prove yourself in front of everyone. For now though- let’s focus on what’s in front of us and work on preparing for that moment.” with that Kishi began his jog through the forest.
Honestly, the boy doubted he could sprint even if he wanted to. He was still tired from the previous activity- his legs were sore, but numb at the same time. His stroll-like pace didn’t quite match his racing expression or darting eyes.
Zuron could not believe the stupidity of his teammates, he is surrounded by idiots.The boy’s clearly irritated expression consisted of judging, narrowed eyes and lips pressed tightly together. The boy was trying to hold back his insults, which was a step up for him. "Just in case elastigirl and stink bug don't pull through- I'll make sure to find their target quickly." Zuron huffed sarcastically. Moments later, Camden introduced his change of plans causing Zuron to scoff. Here he thought there couldn't have been a worse idea. "No offense, but I don't trust any of you with keeping the target." Zuron added as he turned his violet gaze to the greenery behind him. The boy was, honestly, sick of losing. It felt like this entire trip had been filled with losing- how was this even possible. Top of his class at one of the best schools in the country and yet, here, he was below even the trashiest of her or-wanna-bes. Of course he had beat Seo, but he didn't even want to think of that boy. Social issues had never really been a problem for Zuron- he made sure of that- so why did it bother him so much that Seo was avoiding him? Zuron focused, shaking his head intensely before letting out a grunt. He could only imagine how little his classmates thought of him at this point- he had more things to think about than that irrelevant boy.
When Mr. Hami's signal went off overhead, Zuron let out a growl. "Whatever, let's just get this over with. I'll be on defense- ground level." Zuron huffed, and for a moment it really seemed like he was cooperating. Zuron grabbed the dummy before anyone else could, just an extra reminder of who he felt the funny was most secure with. "You-" Zuron stated bluntly, pointing at Camden "Stick close to me. When the other team is close enough I'll hold the dummy up to you." Zuron muttered as he secured the target under his arm. Zuron paused a moment- he had two choices. He could easily outrun Camden and keep the target to himself- relieving him of the stress of others messing up. Then again, it appeared he was just a mess up himself. Zuron sighed, deciding he would slow down in order to stay with his team- though his face showed that it was a hard decision to make. Zuron nodded, a serious sparkle taking over his eyes, before he took off with a cloud of dirt behind him. Zuron's head constantly flicked left and right and left again, he was more aware than ever before. For some reason- he really wanted to win. Way more than before- and for another, unknown reason, he knew he needed his team to do it; at least a little. It may have been stupid and useless, but that's the activity and he was ready to adapt to it.
