"Don't concern yourself with it, after all you're not being paid for it." That was Yuhi's sad attempt at trying to flush some fear into Ryan. It was way too obvious, you'd have to be near the dumbest person on the face of the planet to not grasp the simple word play in order to flush out a mole. Wore yet, it wasn't wise for Yuhi to reveal that he was aware of what Ryan was quite yet, all in all in was horribly played card. It was comparable to trying to buy the pot in a poker game and then going all in because of pot dedication, there was no such thing; anyone could fold at anytime.

Most novice players were easy to read for that reason, they tried to play it meek while having a good hand; and played strong while bluffing. The best poker players knew to rotate between the two based on the situation. Every person had different weaknesses. Poker was only 30% luck if someone really knew how to play, the rest of it was all figuring out what exposes your opponent to vulnerability.

All those thoughts were pretty pointless though, Yuhi sucked at poker. There was a difference between knowing how something works and knowing how to make it work for you. This boy was far too massive of a risk taker, his playing style followed suit. Never backing down from obvious challenges and traps, playing big money every single time to flush out the weaker fish. Yuhi never dropped first, but he never finished in the top 3 either. Depending the size of the table could really be the make or break for the kid.

Now with Edwardo standing before him, Yuhi thought he might take his chance at making poker work for him; no cards involved. Unlike the adults, Edwardo seemed like a bored careless son who could make slips of the tongue. First things first, in one line Yuhi would be able to determine the kind of person that this emotionless boy was. " Thanks for the update Ed, you missed me clean the floor up with Ryan. I doubt anyone in this house could take me in a spar though huh?" Watching his face closely Yuhi gave a friendly pat on the other kids shoulder before heading toward the dining hall.Come on hot shot, show me your weakness.

Ryan was so confused by Yuhi's simple words. "Not being paid for what?" Ryan asked before looking at Edwardo and Yuhi. He frowned at Yuhi's words. "Hey, I let you win. I felt sorry for you as you were injured getting into the ring." He simply stated playing it off as if he had, in fact, let Yuhi won.

Of course, Edwardo knew differently. He'd read the Survey each guest had filled out, and had been watching them since they arrived on occassion. He was intrigued by them all despite his cold attitude towards them. Yuhi, he liked though, in a strange sort of way. He knew that their stay would definitely be an interesting one and couldn't wait for things to kick off. His guests might not, but he couldn't wait. He just hoped his father wouldn't put it off for too long.

Edwardo rolled his eyes, a small snicker coming from his lips and even a smile played on them, for once. "I could wipe the floor with you. Unfortunately, it wouldn't be kind of me to wipe the floor with my guests." He stated. "Maybe before you go though, I'll take you up on the spar." He smirked, though it was sinister as he looked Yuhi over. He then turned to Ryan.

"You don't look like much of a fighter, so you're not worth my time or effort, so don't even ask..." He told the boy.

"How did you know I was going to ask..." Ryan started.

"I didn't. You just gave me that look." Edwardo stated.

"What look?" Ryan continued to press.

"Just leave it, boy." Edwardo smirked. "We have lunch to attend to..."

Jennifer shrugged her thoughts away for a moment as she heard the calls of Lunch, "So soon?" she questioned aloud as she quickly redressed wearing something not totally different from her clothes she wore on the flight here, "I wonder how Yuhi's doing.." she mused as she opened the door to the hall and stepped out, she quickly glanced from side to side before heading down the stairs in hopes that 'The Twins' hadn't snitched on her.

Jennifer mumbled a few light pleasantries to Nadia and Kati before blinking as she saw the new girl, "I gather you're another late one?" she teased giggling while holding her hand out, "I'm Jennifer, I hope we become great friends!" she falsely beamed.

After a very restful bath, Ivy made her way out in time to hear that lunch was being served. Pulling on a pair of blue and white board shorts and a white tank top, Ivy tossed her hair up in a loose pony tail and walked barefoot down to the dining hall. With a slight yawn, she padded along the hallway. This place was fantastic so far. She was feeling less stressed already, and she hadn't even had her first meal. Speaking of meals, she wondered if there would be something she liked to eat. She wasn't necessarily picky, but she had very plain taste in food - too many spices and it would make her stomach ache later.

Maxwell raised his eyes from his book inquisitively as he caught sight of a group of girls leaving the library. He wasn’t one to eavesdrop, so he tuned them out as they mingled amongst themselves. Ah, maybe I should have introduced myself? he sulked at the thought. Having the initiative to talk to others is one thing, but making the effort to do so was another story. He let out a sigh as he shut his book slowly, having lost interest in it a long time ago.

He was quite unlucky, having found a book about romance. He didn’t necessarily have anything against romance novels, but that particular one was quite smutty. He barely got into the fourth chapter when they did it. Indeed, Maxwell was childish enough to avoid saying the word. How disgusted he was by the idea, the main character’s barely knew each other, he’d lost track of what happened when he noticed that they were conducting such a dirty deed.

At least the author could write it in innuendos, imply it, right? Wrong. He had to witness the poor writing of “... he inserted his _____ into her _____ etc...” What was that? It sounded more like an explanation on where babies came from than some sort of romance novel. He slapped his forehead in annoyance as he put the book away where he found it, he no longer wanted to read.

“Waste... of... time,” He muttered to himself bitterly. He had a bad taste in his mouth and he couldn’t shake it off. Without wasting another moment in the library, he made his way to the dining hall, hoping that some good food would make up for the disgust he felt after reading that literary failure. He tried to brush the annoyed expression off his face as he stopped in the hallway just before the dining room, leaning his head back as he took a few deep breaths. It was odd, that his mood had shifted after reading a book.

“In my defense, that was like somebody vomited on a piece of paper and handed it to their editor...” He mumbled to himself as he closed his eyes in an attempt to shake off the bitter feeling he had.

Wow, Wardo really knew how to bring a little bit of fear into the picture. Yuhi definitely felt a chill go up his spine. But why? Based on the way the two kids looked they should be even, it was Yuhi's knowledge that made him such the challenge. Could some prissy rich boy really be a challenge? Whatever the answer was Yuhi was sure that his fist healing was going to be necessary if that fight was going to be done right. I don't know why i'm so surprised, hes a rich kid. More than likely has personal trainers that skip the boring stuff and move right into the most effective means to take down your opponent. Ya this guy wont be a push over, but i'm not backing down either. Fighting him will confirm what the hell i'm dealing with." Right, we should do that before I leave. Make sure you are ready though Edwardo, I'm not going to be here forever ya know."

That felt obvious, but it really wasn't in terms of context. It was a fact that most people expected to go home after spending time on a limited time vacation; but Yuhi was well aware that it wasn't in their plans to let them go. What was still bouncing around at the edge of his thoughts was just what they wanted to do with them? So far everything was normal, eating, sports it all seemed like how a real vacation should of been. It was already too late from the very moment they'd gotten into the drive way of this place. Even if Yuhi could figure out a way to get the police here, he'd seem completely paranoid with a tale of mind readers and super speeders. No right now the situation was still to their advantage.

Entering the dining area with arms dead at his sides, he found himself sitting down with a look about the occupants. Did any of them suspect anything? Was the food they were about to eat even safe? Starving himself wouldn't solve the mystery either though.

"You'll be here long enough." Edwardo grinned as he turned, the sinister smirk returning when he wasn't looking at the boys. "But for now, we have an important lunch to attend." He'd started walking before he'd even finished the sentence and headed down to the first floor, where the dining room was and most of the guests had appeared.

Three or four butlers were also around, hurrying with all sorts of food to place on the table and get ready for the guests. Everything looked formal, but this wasn't anything like the formal dinner that Edwardo and the family presented. That would be seen later tonight, when the real party started.

Ryan entered the room quickly as he saw all the girls, and grinned, deciding to once again try and get their attention. He ended up next to Ivy, Nadia and Jennifer, grinning at the thought of entertaining them all. "Hello, ladies... Fancy seeing you three here." The young boy smirked at them.

Edwardo just shook his head watching Ryan. "What an idiot. Why my dad invited an idiot here I'll never know. It could be worse though, I guess we could have ended up with 13 idiotic humans." He continued to grumble forgetting Yuhi was close by and most likely within hearing distance.

Counting his guests, he noted a few were missing. Leaving the room he decided to go and find out where people were. First, he headed upstairs to find Eve in the art room. He smirked, watching her from a distance for a minute before moving into the room and into her sight. "You know, lunch is being served downstairs currently?" He stated.

Jennifer blanked Ryan as she seated herself at the table, she heard the light grumbles of Edwardo and blinked as she heard him refer to them as humans not other people. Jen shrugged it off 'it was a slip of the tongue surely.' She assured herself as she glanced around the room smiling at Nadia and Ivy, "What an Ass don't you think?" she asked Nadia giggling at Ryan for being his usual self.

Jennifer looked at the butlers rushing around, 'Surely they don't always act like this?' she frowned to herself as she took her gaze away from them and returned it to Edwardo, 'In a way he's kinda... cute..' she thought to herself before finding herself blushing as she thought about it.

Nadia entered the Dining Room and took a seat. She watched the butlers rush around the place, preparing for the lunch. She wondered why they were so busy. Was there so much to prepare for lunch for thirteen people? As she was deep in her thoughts, she did not notice Ryan coming in and sitting himself next to her until he said, "Hello, ladies... Fancy seeing you three here." A little surprised, she stared at him for awhile before saying coldly,"Hello. It's no surprise seeing us here. I bet practically everyone is here for lunch."

Nadia then looked at Jennifer and listened to what she said. "Yeah, well, you know what he's like..." She said, rolling her eyes.

Evangeline’s hand ran over the canvas like a composer would to conduct a musical masterpiece. The fine brush followed her movements obediently, never trailing off as she made quick movements left, then circling back around without warning. Eve had no idea what she planned on painting, she just let her hands lead her wherever they pleased. Two jagged lines alongside each other led to the trunk of a large tree as she began to paint in the texture with a dark brown, mixing the color in with a drop of white as she shaded the surface of the wood even more.

Her trunk manifested into a large tree, abundant with unusually shaped fruit that resembled crystals as they hung from its branches. It’s roots hung loosely across the canvas, as if suspended by air alone. As she paused for a moment to ponder on what color to use next, she took in the picture as a whole. It resembled Yggdrasil, the world tree in Norse mythology.

“ What miracle is this? This giant tree.
It stands ten thousand feet high
But doesn’t reach the ground. Still it stands.
Its roots must hold the sky.”

Evangeline was surprised she could remember that whole quote from a book she’d read last year. It must have left an impression on her indeed. She’d almost missed someone speaking to her from the entrance to the Art Room as she stiffened in surprise. She wasn’t too keen on having others watch her paint, it made her self-conscious. Regaining her composure, Eve glanced back at the doorway to catch Edwardo, who had told her that lunch was being served.

“You haven’t been standing there long, have you?” She asked hopefully, wishing desperately that he’d just gotten here. Then I can usher him out with ease, no one will see it, she was referring to her painting as she thought this.