-Joseph Takuma : Serenity and Agitation-
Rubbing his eyes as the shorter boy responded, Joseph kept that same warmth in his smile as he let his arm limply fall down back to the side as the younger man stumbled on his words. The Matchmaker only stood lax, listening as he put the ball of his fist to his face, tilting it somewhat, as if he was attempting to discern a love interest for the teenager, a perfect on to be precise. Glancing over at the entrance to the gymnasium briefly, he soon return his attention to the panic struck boy who finished his first response. With a light nod, he sympathized with the boy, even if the reaction was somewhat over the top.
"I can only wonder how everyone else is handling this whole conundrum of conspicuous consciences continuously clammed to the call of killing," he pondered for a moments notice, recalling the other remaining Ultimate's on the field within. Since they weren't in there, god knows what they were formulating on the time of their import. Regardless, next came the introductions; equivalent exchange to an extent. As the boy bumbled and stumbled for a few seconds, he continued to offer him a smile, despite how deprived he appeared.
"Acute Magnananananen, eh," muttering to himself as he tapped his lip for a second, absorbing the information and associating with the new face... it was sort of like angles! Maybe he had a brother called obtuse? That would suck if he had a brother... spotlight hoggers they are.
Hmm?
Oh, right, math guy is talking to you... maybe he could give some tips in arithmetic, because he could really utilize some numbers, especially with calculating the maximum velocity a spork could go after being hurled by a two ton heavyweight champ!... wait, getting things mixed up again, discipline and focus, heed now!
From what Joseph could discern, Mat H. Matics, or as his real names goes by, Acute Magnanananen... Magnanan... Megaman... lets just stick with Acute for now, less difficulty enunciating his surname... but still, this guy was the Ultimate Linguist? He recalled this omniglot and his menagerie of languages, but there was something else... come on brian... grr... what was it?
...
"My senses nevertheless seem to be piqued, indomitable acuteness; you wouldn't happen to find the opposite gender attractive, no?"... really.
REALLY?!
Out of everything peculiar he could of spurted out, that piece of randomness came out? His fist was balled up, save for his thumb which remained erect as he pressed it against his lips, squinting at the nervous boys lips. A smirk crossed his face as he bent his back, lowering his height along with leaning somewhat closer to the nervously. If bishi sparkles could be a thing right now, they would probably be appearing right now with a serial weirdo on their hands.
... before he returned to his original height, snickering a little, a faint friendly smile instead of a conceited grin was relocated onto his face.
"Heh, is your mind toying with alternate scenarios now," Joseph questioned as he rubbed the back of his neck, one of his eyes closing as the adjacent glanced at the side.
"If so, then I did something right, yeah! Got your mind of the situation with Pedokuma, or Monokuma... oh."As he raised his arms upwards, they faltered at the short lived victory as he came to the conclusion that mentioning your plans to try and make someones fears dissipate was not the best solution... like, at all.
"And now there's the likelihood of misconceptions on hand now... excellent." Frowning somewhat, Joseph put his right hand up to his rhinion and pinched it as his hand began welling up into a fist. Eyes were closed, seething disappointment as he began to mutter out his remark to all of his... ridiculousness.
"Apologies if I caused you some distraught... I think I just made things worse trying to get your mind off of what is currently transpiring." Shifting his arms, he crossed them, looking at the boy with a mild smile once more with gaping traces of lingering irritation (at himself). Shrugging, he tilted his head back at the entrance of the gym, before gazing back at Acute.
"Sooooooo, you wanna get back in there and finish introduct-"And then interruptions were accidentally in order once again! HUZZAH!
Bursting through the doors came the fashion plate (who looked prominently hot in his eyes) and... one of the sleeping chicks in the gym. Blonde, golden hair, and other features, but none more prominent than the blue gown shrouding most of her body. Wow! She looked like a nun! Maybe... just maybe...
She was...
The Ultimate...
Cosplayer?! Wow!
"... no, assumptions are bad, get to know her first before conceiving whatever notion of Ultimate she is!"Joseph returned his attention to Acute, but not before jutting his head in a manner of fashion stating "hey, wanna meet up with those two?" Well, in his head it was like that, but a simple nod like that could be other things, especially with that simple smile placidly placed on his personnel.
... still, maybe Acute could be a couple with Rio! Not like the Ultimate Matchmaker would have a chance anyways with like... anyone; pshaw!
Linguist and Fashion Gal...
He'd ship it.
... but first thing was first, the most important thing had to be taken care of!
Finding out her name! You can't ship people without knowing their names, of course! Gotta get those combos in yo!
...
Oh, right, and searching for an escape route out of this supposed murder making mess of a school system. Judging by the way they are composed, they both seemed settled and not at all disgruntled... that just made Joseph the more relaxed, despite the intensity this situation should be having on him. Tranquility would return, one way or another... he could only pray that it was by smiles and friendship versus taking the bears words too literally...
Then again, could they truly be taken in a metaphorical manner? Truly ominous, like how he appeared before disappearing...
Wait...
Did any of them bother to check behind the podium?