Everything happened slightly too fast for Leon to follow and, under the net, he squirmed in annoyance. Annoyed at what exactly, he didn’t really know. The net was annoying, tangled around his arms and legs making him quickly realize that flailing didn’t really help. The newcomers were also annoying. The caves’ wet ground was particularly annoying, especially the fact that [i]his pants were getting dirty[/i]. That didn’t really sit well with the dark-haired young man and he hissed in anger, squirming despite the logic of no movement allowing his escape. He simmered in his own anger under the net, glaring at the newcomers mostly for the fact that his clothes were now dirty. When they overpowered those humans, Leon would be sure to demand and make them clean his beloved pants. Designer and mud [i]never[/i] went well together, it was practically an atrocity.

Those thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sudden weightlessness on his back. There was nothing there, especially nothing tangled around his arms or legs. He sprang up, only to face Ace, the girl who’d yanked the net off of Mado, Leon and Hakuren. He was almost tempted to go fist-bump her as a thank you but instead, she turned to give the other humans a glare. Well, the humans that were still there. His glare was icy-cold, capable of freezing fire as he said, “Look at this mess you’ve made.” He punctuated every word, indicating towards the others and himself as proof. “Can’t you act like civilized human beings?” He demanded, before his attention was shifted towards the cave’s entrance, where he witnessed the Living List simply floating along in a breeze and Harper tackling the girl with the pipe into the water. He was about to tear after the list in an effort to get it but he saw that Jasper was handling that particular activity so he turned towards Hakuren, who seemed to have been hit yet again. 

Leon winced, feeling a bit bad for the guy. There was a prominent wound on his head and blood seeped down the side of his face, but Leon couldn’t deny that Hakuren made it look artistic, somehow, in the weirdest sense. He inclined his head towards the young man and waved a hand to attract his attention, careful not to attract unwanted attention. He felt almost woozy with the amount of people in one place – this was why he didn’t like crowds. Crowds were confusing. At least at parties, he wasn’t forced to work together and interact with them all at the same time. He didn’t even know what he was doing anymore – every single action seemed out of place, unexpected or confusing. Leon had absolutely no idea what he himself was thinking anymore; he had no set course upon which to act and that disoriented him. So he did look slightly confused as he motioned towards Hakuren. He pranced over a few rocks and scrunched up his nose in distaste, hating the mud. At least his earrings were spotless. 

“I hope you’re not demented or anything but we need to take down those dudes.” He whispered, hoping the girl’s pole hadn’t knocked all of Hakuren’s sense out of the boy’s cranium. That would’ve been a horrible waste, Leon mused to himself.