[color=6ecff6][b]Junko Adevelt[/b][/color]

Junko stopped just short of a few metres away from Walrus or whatever his name was, with only a slight narrowing of her eyes showing her annoyance. 

A demonstration of their power to impress him? Why would they even need to do that? Wasn't this a school designed to help those who had these sorts of ability? So if someone failed to impress him, they'd just be sent back just to live as they were? Regardless of how disruptive their powers were?

Her opinion of this place was sinking lower and lower. Junko had a feeling people like her, with only the ability of fog following them their whole lives wasn't actually welcome in this place. Or maybe they would pretend to care and take in only the token amount needed to maintain that illusion. A lose lose situation for her, if that was true. It would mean that even if she got in, she wouldn't actually receive any actual serious lessons about her own ability.

[color=6ecff6]"Tch."[/color]

If he wanted a demonstration of her ability, then by god he would get one.

Junko unfastened the gasmask, reveling in the fresh unfiltered air as she did so. The mist surrounding the area thickened and spread, growing slowly into a very thick fog instead. It was oddly exhilarating, making her own fog thicker consciously. Where once she could see some of the others starting to do their own tricks, she could now see only her fog. By now it was thick enough for anyone to consider unnatural. But still the fog spread through the area, covering more and more. She wasn't finished at all by any means, for she still had one final trick she can do with her fog.

Concentrating harder, she colored her fog jet black, bringing down darkness to everything inside.

Coloring her fog in one solid shade of color was simple enough. Simply turning it to black would cause no light to actually get through her fog, though it wasn't actually that practical, considering she herself needed light to see. As it was now, she was just as blind as everyone inside the fog. She could, in theory, make a sort of a realistic hologram inside her fog simply by arranging multiple shades of color together, but she was neither a skilled artist nor a master monk with zen like concentration.

Now lets see Varus do his stupid shows in the dark.