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Vincenzo Vongola

"The people you get close to, share your despair as well."

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a character in “Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!: The 11th vongola”, as played by Check Mate


Vincenzo Vongola

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♣Affiliation Surprisingly Vongola

♣Gender Female

♣Nickname(s)/Alias(es) Vi ; Vico ; V.V ; Vince ;

♣Age 17

♣Love Interest None “Anyone you get attached to will share your despair”

♣Face Claim Alphard from Cannan


♣Height 5'8
♣Weight 129 lb - Mostly composed of muscle
♣Build As skilled as she appears, she proofs with her body through vigorous training. The results leave her with a strong, lean build, that still retains its femininity to some degree.
♣Hair Color Seemingly onyx with a midnight blue tint
♣Eye Color A piercing storm gray that seemed to loose its shine
♣Scars/Tattoos/Piercings Surprisingly, no piercings, however she is decorated with a single tattoo trailing down her arm- sort of a tribal stye, relatively snake like. And about scars? She has too many to count or even mention.
♣Description TBA

♣Preferred Clothing TBA



  • Silence - Dont get V.V wrong, she is indeed a distant person but in social occasions which shes dragged into, she'll often feel.. incredible awkward due to her in capabilities to genuinely socialize. so instead of making a fool or a giant "dick" out of herself, she merely decides to remain quiet. So thats all the time.
  • Often wanders off - Its unknown why, but it might be to say that she just needs her own space.
  • Between two realities - Its odd, she is usually so aware of her surroundings, perfectly in control, yet her mind is somewhere else. Hours at times pass by her, and it doesnt seem like a minute has passed by. Now even if you tried to hit her, her body will move accordingly, so she is rarely off guard. But now that she is surrounded by the Vongola, maybe she'll stick to one reality instead more often than always.
  • Curious - It may not seem like it, but she is incredibly interested in things she never seen or experienced before. Of course she wouldnt or rarely make a big scene, and would rather investigate subtly, since she is a quick learner.
  • Gunslinger - When Vico fires a shot, it typically is going to hit whatever she was aiming for. She's able to account for a moving target and adjust her aim well for such occasions. Her accuracy doesn't really suffer that much on moving platforms, and Her drawing speed is swift, capable of dealing with targets while swinging.
  • Martial Arts - It's almost inhuman to watch her at work, there isn't a bit of wasted movement and her patience is lethal. She is able to perform acrobatic movements on a moving platforms like they were childs play. She knows how and where to hit her enemy, vicious attack patterns keep her opponent off balance and leave them little room to make any kind of error without being punished for it. She's trained to be more of a weapon than a woman, and the brutal blunt strikes she can deliver are ones to look out for.
  • Vast Knowledge: Not all brawns but also brains, she was well taught at a young age, despite her daily doses of training. She's studied well, and is capable of telling many things despite her usual silence.
  • Silver tongue - Despite her usual muteness, she is quick to reply if needed to be, and is rather charismatic in her speaking. Along with that, she could often trick and manipulate people to a few simple mind games.. something handy when she has to get mental with the opponent.
  • Unfazed - Usually if not all the time, she constantly has a cool head, not getting angry or surprised by anything. or at least she doesnt show it. But she doesn't necessarily act arrogant or snobbish, but she just acts like nothing ever happened.
  • Enhanced Senses - Her senses of the surrounding are acute, but only because its a must or die need in the field. Her flames are a main contribution to her senses.
  • Animals -
  • Weapons of all forms -
  • A well thought out plan -
  • Quiet Settings -
  • Constraint -
  • Mockery -
  • Arrogance -
  • Unwanted trouble -
  • Being awkward -
  • Caring for her weapons - Her hobbies.. are not normal, especially for a girl her age, but she never did anything else really. So when she was stuck on the road or in a mission, she found cleaning and caring for her weapons to be particularly relaxing, besides it pretty mandatory as well.
  • Sparring - A way of relief from any turmoil happening in her thoughts, and this only increases her ability to fight while helping her relax, so win win. She never preferred a partner, but she doesnt deny one. She finds it at times more fun and interesting than a punching bag. Now watch out, the more angry she is..the more aggressive her style becomes.
Cleithrophobia - the fear of being trapped
♣Sexuality Asexual - She has no interest in falling in love, due to the extra baggage is may bring forth. Besides from her old and current lifestyle, she believes its not suited for any relationship closer than ally and maybe even friend.
Vi is usually calm and collected during most if not all of her daily life. She shows no remorse to her actions, even if was to kill a several men. She doesn't seem to have any interest in a love life and disregards all 'friends' that she has.

While no one would really know, the emotion that drives her life the most is her absolute fear of what she committed. She is constantly hounded by the spirit of a women she killed and she grows insane from it. Her mind constantly remembers, and she'll even make a vocal response to someone not there. People are often not there to see this, but people would usually deem her crazy, if her personality wasnt enough.

This assumption of insanity may be a result of her absolute muteness. Most people would assume she’s just hates the idea of talking, but V is actually trying to focus her mind on anything but what her mind is conjuring. While she is very alert to her surroundings when she needs to be, on the whole she’ll space out. These massive gaps of time where she stares at nothing can last for an entire hours and she sometimes tries to physically attack what she is dealing with. The best way to think of it is Vico is someone who is straddling two different realities at once, one of which she wants to be free of.

The entire world goes on around her, but she doesn’t really emotionally respond to it. Vico can talk and acknowledge the world, but she doesn’t really seem to “feel” anything about it. Someone can slap her or kiss her face and she can ignore it or simply demean it. She doesn’t really get mad, sad, jealous or scared. It’s comparable to say that she doesn’t really care about the consequences of anything she does. That’s not to say that she can’t smile of course, since she seems to take a certain delight in a few.. odd actives that are hidden under her own secrecy. While she may not use emotions, she certainly knows how people react to certain situations and thus makes preparations based on the emotion that someone is exhibiting. There are some emotions ( like love) that she doesn’t understand, though it seems that when someone is willing to die for the way they feel; she finds interest in the emotion and might research it in a subtle way.

So due to this peek of curiosity, there is a potential change in her personality once she accepts the role of a vongola ring. This power accessory doesnt just come with abilities or responsibilities, but potential allies as well. For her to be surrounded by different experiences and emotions everyday at every waking moment, her perspective on things may change for the better- and the cold might melt away.
Of course itll be difficult since this is just a total change in lifestyle, and itll certainly be awkward.. she may even push it away in fears of weakness. But even then, her greatest virtue could be her loyalty to a cause or a group. Once she learns of a common and worthy goal, she'll follow it to the end despite her crazy self.



♣Relationship Status Single
  • "Mother" : Rosetta G. : Deceased - Her relations with her are unclear, but their past trace back to her childhood. Vi barely remembers for some odd reason, but she was a women of insanity, having a sort of obsession with V. She has assumption that it may be due to the womens relations with her real parents, but this women indeed left an impact to her life. She would abuse her, yet treat her love, and this daily cycle left V. scarred. She loved.. yet hated the mother. This drove her to kill maybe out of protection or just plain irritation, but it happened without her control. The last memories of this women was her pleased smile.. and it always haunted Vico, following her everywhere.
  • Father : Dante Vongola : Alive : Her father, a well known man of the vongola family in Italy. He was the one that taught her how to fight, and kill with precision. But from what rumors say, they arent even related by blood. And those words are true, he adopted her as a child, in favor of a former ally of his who died in battle. But this doesnt change her views on him, he is forever her father, despite what blood says.
  • Real Parents : ???? : Deceased - From what she has learned, her father was a man of the mafia as well. He was a respected man for his capabilities in the field, but he died shortly after her birth. Reasons unknown. Her mother, a beautiful women supposedly, was a normal nurse, who encountered her father during a mission. Their love was often shunned, but it remained strong.. which resulted in herself.

♣Personal History



♠Techniques (*Harder to accomplish)
  • Arma di scelta - Weapon of choice, With the hardening nature of the lightning flame, she is capable of wielding a weapon of her choice and ideals. This is used when her usual weapons arent enough, and because of her viral knowledge, she can use much anything at an intimidate level. Of course, guns are her best choice, but like the original user, spears and long distance weapons are also favorable. Whats great is the capability of shocking or withdrawing the weapon, whenever she wants.
  • Charged Particles* - She is capable of manipulating all forms of electricity dwelling in all matter as charged particles . With the power over electricity existing in all matter (charged particles), V is able to control all matter in it's state of form such as gas, liquid, solid and even plasma by controlling the electrons, protons and more that constitute all matter. But this is harder since it consumes more energy out of her, however its useful when she needs to get an opponent.. or ally to move.
  • Magnet - Making an electrical sling, she can pull in another or something towards or away from her. She can even pull to them at shocking speeds, often catching them off guard.
  • Scudo Fulmine - The shield of lightning, which is pretty much what it is. This technique was taken from Ganauche the third, and she modifed it in a way to also double as an electrical field. As it protects her, and maybe others, she can movie it across the room, easily shocking those in her way. (But the more the people she protects, the larger it is, meaning more energy)
  • Snake Eyes - Something that also has to do with her animals, she can use electroreception to scour the enemies in her own eyes rather than her snakes. Similar to the animal, they can detect living things from their heat vision, so they are capable of avoiding or attacking on their mark. But with her, she can locate objects around her. This is important in places where the user cannot depend on vision: for example in caves, in murky water and at night. Predators who have this sense use electric fields to detect buried prey. This sense can be passive or active:
    - Passive: In passive electrolocation, she can sense the weak bioelectric fields generated by living beings and uses it to locate them. These electric fields are generated by everything living due to the activity of their nerves and muscles. This is the easier one to keep on, since it doesnt neccessarily drain her flame away.
    - Active: In active electrolocation, she can sense the surrounding environment by generating electric fields and detecting distortions in these fields using electroreceptor organs. This allows them to detect non-living objects as well as living beings. A more energy using ability. But its a great use to figure out her surroundings.
    ♠ Weapon She owns plenty from italy, and shes always prepared, but on hand she owns a few things. Her main weapon of choice are two modified Beretta 92FS's; which are made out of stainless steel and had their barrels extended from 4.9" to 5.9" each (the 5.9" is the combat MOD barrel) and also adapted for silencers, while her second weapon of choice would be her combat knife, only used for close distant fighting.. She also has a few flash and/or normal grenades on hand, just in case.
    ♠ Main Box Weapon Corpo di Fulmine - Body of lightning, literally. Her flames will usually consume her, not necessarily hurting her, but hurting anyone who comes in contact. The two forms would either be its hardened form, which could be used to counter explosions or a strong current, or the electrical form, where it'll shock anyone who comes close. But this armor doesnt necessarily stay on her body, no she can manipulate the currents on her arm to extend, so when she fights or out of distance of something, she could easily reach. Its kind of like an extension of her body, and its very useful towards her combative abilities. Sometimes even explosions cant hurt her, if she forms a ball of hardened flame. It reduces the harm by a great amount. Of course, this could protect her allies as well, by either keeping them close to her person, or by transferring the flames to their body (leaving her defenseless that is) The weakness of this almost "impenetrable" armor would be the fact that it could only protect one's entire body at once, instead of a whole group of people. There is only so much flame at her level. Along with that, unless she looses her cool, the flames can actually shock her due to their close proximity to her body. Water could be, if she isnt careful, but if she hardens the armor or uses the polarity from her surrounds, she can at times, and rarely, levitate.
    ♠ Sub-Box Weapon Serpenti Di Fulmine - Translated from italian, it means snakes of lightning (green ,and white eyes, always buzzing), and they are her main animals. She always had an infinitive for snakes due to her past. But any how these serpents are, as one could imagine, be made up of green lightening, sparking as they move. They are capable of levitating and moving at extreme speed. Also due to her abilities, these snakes are virtually untouchable until they harden themselves, which is useful for entering computer systems, the lights, etc, so she could easily break those down or hack into them. Of course these animals dont necessarily have human intelligence, but due to their linkage, they are capable of doing what shes doing. Also in combat, they could electrocute, stun, and choke the opponent (if they harden themselves), sort of like binding. And if she is of need of a larger.. assistant, the snakes could form into one larger one, becoming a real serpant.
♠ Extra Box Weapons (TBA in FUTURE)


So begins...

Vincenzo Vongola's Story

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"Vincenzo, where are you going? My dear weapon?" A sweetened voiced called for her, but she ignored. However whomever this voice belonged to was persistant, "Are you going to see those Guardian children?.." No answer. "Why do you waste your time there Vincezo?" Again this voice was followed by silence, but this voice was clever, knowing the girl's weak spots, "Is it because you have hopes to help your father, Dante-" "Dont you dare say his name." Vincenzo snapped, but she quickly wished she didnt, because she knew she just gave in. This made the voice smile, "Oh dont be so angry dear, its scary to see you so uncomposed.. look, even the driver thinks your crazy." At this, V.V took note of the cab driver's expression in the mirror, startled and wary of the girl. Why? Well, the women which Vincenzo saw didnt even exist. There beside V.V was just an empty seat, but to her, there sat her nightmare.. "Um, Miss.. Are you alright?" The cab driver interjected carefully, but Vincenzo quickly dismissed, replying curtly, "Stop here please."

Paying the man, she slipped out of the cab and started toward her destination on foot. From the distance she was currently at from the HQ, she predicted she'll be a little late, so she began to quicken the pace. Hopefully she wasnt the last one, it wasnt in her best interest to put attention on herself, especially around people she didnt know so well. See, Vincenzo arrived in japan not too long ago, in per request of past guardians and members of the Vongola. Of course, she wouldnt have gone if it wasnt for her father's persuasion that she finally gave in. Her stoic expression frowned slightly, wondering how her father was doing in Italy without her assistance in the field. 'He was the one who taught me.. he should be fine.'

With reassuring thoughts, her mind began to leave her like it usually does, her surroundings becoming a blur. For seconds seemed like a few minutes in her thoughts, and after a few brief moments, she already arrived. Taking hold of the door, she entered, IDing with people who checked her. A man took a step back, wary of her demeanor, but he recognized her characteristics. "New Guardian I assume?" The man asked, and she nodded, not particularly used to the new name. "Well the others should be in there, good luck Miss."
Following his directions, she found a few personals that she recognized, Ai, Troy, and Rosa. Getting closer, she greeted the three with a curt nod (not really sure what to say, as always in social gatherings). But as she neared, Ai began to leave, saying something about locating the other guardians? 'Well Im here.'
Deciding to remain quiet, she glanced at the other two who remained. Troy, he was an ecstatic artist if she remembered clearly, and Rosa.. A girl who had an affinity for dolls. A particular choice of weapon, but she saw stranger. However she just never understood the concept of.. toys.. for she never had any. Her "toys" were guns, and she was taught to love them. While Troy's talent for painting was also a mystery, for she never was one for any sort of art- Music, sculptures, etc. "Whats the plan?" She asked, deciding that she had to say something. [Sorry this is a bit choppy in a hurry, but Athaia's post will also arrive shortly, thank you for your patience!]

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Character Portrait: Reida Sawada Character Portrait: Vincenzo Vongola Character Portrait: Rosa Kuromaku Character Portrait: Akio Yamada
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As Rosa walked off, she caught wind of another one of the guardians, the Lightning one, Vincenzo. The seemingly perfect guardian whom was nearly superior to Rosa in comparison. Nearly. Rosa wouldn't accept that. She couldn't be completely faultless. After all, she was late.

"You're late," Rosa told her with a glare as she walked off elsewhere, not taking a single glance back at the two guardians. She disliked every single one of them for some reason or another. Why? Perhaps she just had difficulty getting along with people in general, so instead of attempting to be friendly, she found a reason to be disagreeable. Maybe she disliked regarding others positively as she believed all others were below her. Or perhaps she hated the fact that people didn't follow her every beck and call and acted as she pleased like a doll did. Or maybe she just thought they were annoying.

Now, sure Rosa said she was prepared (and it wasn't like she ever ran her gums without thinking or something) but she felt that there was no such thing as being too prepared. Rosa felt it would probably be a good time to check her makeup. Now, she fixed her makeup multiple times during the time she was there just for the sake of perfection, and the last time she did so was about 10 minutes ago. Now, she probably didn't need to check it, but seeing as the presentation was about to begin and she was going to be standing up there, even if briefly (and hopefully not next to a bum like Troy,) she felt that she needed to be absolutely sure she was beyond dazzling.

Of course, Rosa's makeup kit was in her handbag. Sure, it took up most of the contents, but she had other things such as her Box Weapon, a storage box which contained all her box weapons and armaments which she could equip at a moments notice. Her mother would constantly remind her it was for emergencies only, but Rosa really hated when her mother interfered with her combat abilities. Now, she didn't expect to use it at all today, but she rarely ever left home without it in her handbag.

Rosa wasn't carrying her handbag, however. She didn't want to carry it around all evening as she felt it clashed with her dress (although it consisted of the same three colors, red, white and blue) so her mother was carrying it around. Rosa would constantly find her mother every time she felt she needed to check and fix her makeup to grab her bag and head to the restrooms to do so, and return the bag every time she was done. Her mother did indeed come with her to the ceremony, seeing as she wasn't on duty, although she was trained to be able to react to a hostile situation on a moments notice as well.

Although, Rosa couldn't seem to find her mother this time. The gymnasium had gotten both loud and crowded and her mother wasn't by the punch bowl as she had been most of the time. Had she gone to the restroom? Rosa was getting impatient and probably didn't have enough time to look for her. Rosa sighed. Maybe she didn't need to fix her makeup, although she had to be sure. She didn't have a mirror on her person however...

Ask somebody, her quick wit told her. Most preferably somebody she knew. One of the guardians had to do. Of course, she wasn't going to go ask a favor of one of the three cretins she just spoke to, that'd be improper. Rosa looked around the room, until she laid her eyes on somebody else she hadn't seen all day. The Rain Guardian, Akio, shuffling unsteadily through the crowd. Yeah, he could check her makeup.

Or maybe Rosa was going loony, seeing as he was blind. He wouldn't even be impressed by the dress she wore. What a shame. Rosa watched him a little further, however. His blind little shuffle seemed to have some purpose to it, like a bloodhound being led to a target by their nose. Eventually he found his target, however.

Reida Sawada, the young Vongola, the woman of the hour, the herbivore. Rosa didn't like her one bit. Yet, it appeared she was the only option. Rosa took a deep sigh before heading in her direction.

"Hey, Vongola!" she called, without any hint of respect in the name 'Vongola'. Rosa approached her quickly, completely disregarding Akio's existence. "The presentation's about to begin in about five minutes or something. I need you to check my makeup!" Walking right up in front of her, Rosa shoved her face into Reida's, presenting her face at various angles, though clearly not happily. She did her best not to wrinkle her fact though. "Is, is anything wrong? Like, at all? Come on, I can't stand here all day."

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Character Portrait: Reida Sawada Character Portrait: Vincenzo Vongola Character Portrait: Trevor Sawada Character Portrait: Rosa Kuromaku Character Portrait: Shaji Ai Character Portrait: Troy Takumi Character Portrait: Akio Yamada
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Her eyes were once again skinning over the speech she had written, the paper held closer to her face than probably had to be, but she was too focused to realize that its surface was just inches from her face. She had already memorized this speech two days ago, but out of anxiousness she couldn't help but read it over and over. It would just be embarrassing if her words suddenly slipped her mind while she was standing in front of hundreds of people.

She shifted her weight to her right leg and returned the pages to their folded state before sticking it into the fold of her skirt. She had her hands clutched into fists at her side and a determined glint in her eye as she stares out at the crowd. This would be first first time speaking publicly as the new boss of the Vongola Famiglia. For the sake of her Guardians and for the company itself, she had to give the best first impression she could give. She was fully aware that there were many who couldn't look at her as the head of a mafia family. After all, she was still just a middle-schooler, but her grandfather was even younger than her when the infamous Reborn begun to teach him the ways of the mafia and what he needed to do to become the boss.

A faint smile had made it's way onto her face, the corners of her lips curving upward as a flicker of excitement sparked in her chest. This was her chance to officially introduce herself, as well as confirm her authority. Her chin lifted towards the stage where the External Adviser, or really more like the current acting head of the Vongola Famiglia, Lorenzo DiCaccio, had placed himself to be ready to begin the ceremony. It wouldn't be long now before she would be standing up there with her Guardians behind her.

"Sounds like you lost a pound and a half since the last time i seen you boss. Lets hope your not losing weight do to the stress of being the 11th."

Turning her head quickly at the sound of a familiar voice, her smile widened at the sight of her Rain Guardian. She opened her mouth to give him a friendly greeting, but no words came out as she realized what he had just said to her. As usual, her cheeks were beyond her control as a light shade of red brushed over them. "I'm not under any stress! If anything, I should be gaining muscle from all the exercise I've been doing. E-Either way, you shouldn't comment on a girl's weight, Akio-kun!"

She crossed her arms over her chest and turned her head away from the pink-haired boy as she tried to force her skin to return to it's natural color, but her attempt was cut short when she heard another familiar voice, this time coming from Rosa, the Cloud Guardian. Before she could respond to her, though, the blonde girl leaned in and pressed her face close to Reida's.


Though Rosa had asked Reida to inspect her makeup, Reida's eyes had been drawn to the dress her friend was wearing. She felt her cheeks grow hot again at the thought of herself being put in such an outfit. Rosa could put on anything with the confidence of a queen, but there was no way Reida could ever wear something so showy.

"Is, is anything wrong? Like, at all? Come on, I can't stand here all day."

"W-What!?" Reida's eyes moved back up to Rosa's face that was still leaning close to hers. "Oh, no there's nothing wrong. You're makeup looks great as usual!" she said, giving the girl a reassuring smile.

She turned her gaze to the two others that had followed Rosa over, her eyes stopping on her Thunder Guardian.
"It's good to see you, Vinco-san," she said, looking up at the older girl. She hadn't had as many chances to talk with Vincenzo as she would've liked, but she would definitely make time to get to know her better after the ceremony. She would've said something more to the girl, but Troy's appearance had caught her attention and she moved her gaze onto him.

"Defacing public property again, Ta-ku-mi-kun?" She said this with a smile, but her eyes clearly showed her true nature as she took a step towards him. Raising her bawled-up hand, with her other hand placed on her hip, she tapped the Storm Guardian on the head. "You're covered in paint! The least you could do is clean yourself up after vandalizing the neighborhood! You-" Her lecture stopped abruptly as she noticed a splotch of paint that was stuck to Troy's hair. She removed her fist from his head and placed her hand over her mouth so not to burst into laughter. Normally she would've pointed it out and then offered to help pull it out, but this time she decided to let him find it later.

"Never mind, we should all be taking our seats on stage now. Just Ai and Trevor are left, right? They'll know to come over once they see us in our seats." With that, she made her way up the steps, careful not to trip in her heels, and gave a brief nod to DiCaccio before taking her seat.

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Character Portrait: Vincenzo Vongola Character Portrait: Annalise "Anna" Cortega Character Portrait: Althaia Rizzo Character Portrait: Troy Takumi
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["You're late." Slated gray eyes slid towards the puppet girl, and according to her expression, she remained unmoved. It was one thing that Vincenzo already acknowledge her own tardiness, and this may have been.. if ever the first time it has happened. In Italy, her subordinates would have been anything but merciful, however they weren't redundant so there were no need to say what has been obviously done.
It was another thing that Vincenzo knew this girls had an obvious dislike for most everyone in the group, excluding the youngest, Trevor. So she didn't feel the need to question Rosa's irritation for her, since she clearly wasnt the only one.. besides for something like a comment.. or a girl she just met to bother her? 'That would be wasteful.' And pathetic.
She seen plenty and realized that somethings arent worth an ounce of thought. Also V.V wasnt one on "friendship" either so.. 'hm..' Glancing at Troy, she simply turned away and started toward the stage. 'It seems like asking what the plan was nothing but redundant as well.' She thought plainly, before stepping on stage. However she remained in the dim light, inches from the center stage and she took this time to scan the crowd. From what she saw at first glance was nothing out of the oordinary, but Vincenzo knew better than to drop her guard. Her eyes narrowed.

"Father." Vincenzo said as she slipped into the room. In the centered sat a timely man, who was merely cleaning his worn down gear. He glanced at her, then her suitcases, " I suppose youre ready to go?" She nodded. "Well then.." The room went silent, before he spoke up with a cough, "Be safe.." She simply nodded again, about to turn to leave only to stop in mid step, "And be alert." V.V blinked, curious. His green eyes met hers, and she responded with an affirmative before finally leaving.

'be alert.' She thought. 'For father.. to remind me..' She glanced at the chairs, before casually walking into center stage, 'He must know something I dont.' Which irked her in a way, but it was no matter. V.V did ponder the reason for this, and then wondered why the.. ring bearing event was such a large one. People were still coming in and out, sitting themselves down among the crowd, and she resisted a frown. Yes, she did realize they were being watched over by past ringer bearers and hitmen, but was it always enough? V.V imagined the laughter she would receive from telling her worries to others, and rolled back in shoulders in disregard while taking this time to double checking her member's positions. V.V, usually aware, was now on her toes now. If anything out of the ordinary appears.. she brushed her trench coat, subtly feeling her weapons.. she would be ready.
With that all in her head, her expression didnt move at all.

Althaia brushed her hair back, before gently adjusting her collar, as if she was anxious about her appearance. People gave her several glances, some because of her.. astonishing beauty, others for her apparent nervousness. It made a few people chuckle at her 'cuteness' and some decided to pat her on the back for comfort. She could only think of the thoughts that were going through their heads.. maybe they thought she was a relative.. or she was just a nervous little lady who wasnt used to being among mafia members of the sort. She sure didnt look like one.

Her red eyes gleamed. Looks can be deceiving however.
Feeling her smile brighten, she sat herself down, habitually brushing down her skirt before, merging in the crowd. But ever so subtly, her nose twitched- and seconds later she caught scent of her members. A useful pro of being.. a rabbit, there was no need to look around. 'But it is awfully loud in here..' She thought sullenly, her sensitive ears having a hard time canceling them out. But tuning them ever so slightly, she heard a few recognizable voices, which seemed to relax her even further (if that was possible). "Have you located your target yet, Elysia," She blinked. Annalise. Her cool voice was anything but a stranger. From where she heard the voice.. 'Shes exactly where she's supposed to be.' Seems like the plan was sliding in together perfectly.
Her eyes found ( NOT SURE WHO HER TARGET IS YET TBA ) and she merely continued on, scanning the stage like nothing caught her eye. 'Tick tock tick tock.' She hummed.

[Sigh, little rushed, but I want this story going!]

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"Please excuse me, but shouldn't... You go too?"

Ai nodded, although her invisible third eye was staring at the box weapon. Perhaps it was designed to detect the usage of illusions or of flames in general which caused it to react, or Aliens. The latter was highly unlikely, however. With her cue, Ai went back toward the stage where she saw all the other guardians had gathered, already seated and ready to begin. Upon making it on the stage, she spoke, not to the boss or any of her fellow guardians, but to the External Advisor, whom was shuffling his cue cards while some adjustments were being made to the microphone and the speakers

"All the guardians are present," Ai stated simply, as if it weren't already clearly obvious. DiCaccio didn't even need to glance behind himself to confirm it.

"Yes, I can see that," he confirmed, "And it appears things have gone smoothly so far... for the most part." DiCaccio bent over a bit and spoke in a low voice with the intention that nobody eavesdropping could hear them. "I've been informed that there was an attack on one of the allied families, the Bovino family, less than an hour earlier from now. Three deaths, including the boss, but not the daughter. We've no information about who the killers could possibly be, but we've confirmed that deathperation flames were involved, albeit we're not sure what kind yet. I don't think it is of relation to this ceremony, but my men are still on alert.

"Naturally, the Vongola family is expected to help deal with something like this, seeing as that was the Tenth's code. Currently, I've already ordered my own men to investigate, but it is up to the Vongola head to make the decision to pursue. Now, I don't want to give the Boss anything to worry about right before she's to make a huge public appearance, but I'm going to have to inform her about it tomorrow. I'm sure she wont have any issues about this heroic stuff. I'm just wondering if something like this would be too big for her right now..." DiCaccio trailed off in consideration, glancing at Reida.

He seemed to come back to himself when he looked back at Ai whom was staring at him ever-so intently, standing back up again. "Ah, yes, make of that what you will, Ai," he told her, no longer speaking in a low voice, "For now, we must focus on the ceremony. You know where you've got to be, so go join your friends." Ai stared back blankly. "You're Boss and fellow guardians," DiCaccio corrected. Ai nodded and took a seat on the stage. Though DiCaccio said it wasn't likely of relevance to the ceremony, Ai couldn't help but consider every possibility of a threat. To do so, however, she'd first have to consider the Bovino family and of their relevance. Only, somehow, Ai felt the Bovino family had some sort of significance to them that she was not considering. Maybe she'd consult the TID about them.

With everybody present, the presentation was underway. DiCaccio tested the microphone personally, while getting everybody's attention. With a final lively "Good evening," all the room had their undivided attention on him. He smiled and began to speak.

"Indeed, good evening everybody. I'm sure I've spoken to many of you personally and in fact, if I haven't spoken to you already, then please, do be sure to do so by the end of this presentation, but anyway, my name is Lorenzo DiCaccio and I had been the acting head of this company for about four years now up until recently. In reality, I'm the head of a branching company known as CEDEF, a security agency that began as a simple traffic redirection organization. Indeed, I've been rather vague about the exact content of this presentation, although I'm sure you've all heard the word 'Box' thrown about here and there. Well, that's quite simple. That is because everything we wish to present," he raised a small orange baseball-sized cube with a clam print on it, "Is contained in this little box." He paused to allow the intrigue to sit in as people struggled to get a clear look at the small thing, looking quite sure of himself.

"Now, I'm sure we all have the same question in our heads. 'What could be so special and yet be kept in such a tiny box?' Well, in this little box of ours are all sorts of little secrets, secrets that perhaps were never intended to be discovered by society, secrets of the universe we have been kept in the dark about. Today, I hope to bring these secrets to light as not only is the secret to the next technological revolution hidden within this box, but the secret to the future of our company, Vongola Corporations.

"Now, of course, Vongola Corporations already makes over a trillion dollars a year. Of course, that's absurdly more than we've been making about 70 years ago, when the last head was already beginning to turn this company into what it is today. Back then, we would have only been making a few billion, although back then, of course, that was a lot of money. However, with this new industry we plan on opening with the secrets that are contained in this box, we expect to make it to our second trillion within the next twenty years. Who knows, in a hundred years, we may have a gazillion.

"Of course, we're all here because of what is inside this small little box and what is inside is the future of this company. Indeed, this presentation is not only about the future of technology but the future of Vongola Corporations. Not only do we hope to enter a new era with this new technology, of which I'll reveal soon enough, but we wish to do so under the direction of our new young head, Ms. Reida Sawada." DiCaccio gestured to the young boss. "Now, she may be quite young, but don't let her appearance deceive you. She is a very passionate and intelligent individual on the inside and we are proud to enter a new era of not only industry, but of life, with her guidance. After all, the former head, Tsunayoshi Sawada, had inherited the company when he was only fourteen, and look where we are now!" The audience applauded.

DiCaccio quieted them. "Now, before we proceed, we would like to have the new company head say a few words concerning her plans for the future of the company to open this presentation. We would appreciate it if you held your applause until the end refrain from taking pictures until cued. Any questions directed toward her may be asked at the end of this presentation or directly to her afterward." He explained it with a slight sternness directed toward anybody who might have given her trouble if it was picked up.

"And now," DiCaccio called, "May we all direct our attention to the honorable Eleventh Vongola head, Reida Sawada."

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"Now, before we proceed, we would like to have the new company head say a few words concerning her plans for the future of the company to open this presentation. We would appreciate it if-"

Reida's shoulders stiffened slightly as DiCaccio's words pricked at her ears. When he had first starting speaking, she'd been listening rather intently, excitement bubbling in her stomach as the time for her to rise slowly approached. However, as his introduction continues on, her eyes had drifted to the audience. For some reason, she spark of excitement in her stomach had grown less and less pleasant until it melted into nervousness, though she couldn't really figure out the reason. Sure, she was about to give her very first public speech, and as the new head of the Vongola, no less, but she couldn't understand why she'd suddenly start to feel heavy from that. There was something else bothering her, something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Her head turned from side to side as she looked over her Guardians, wondering if they were feeling the same paranoia that she was, but she couldn't seem to read their expressions. They were probably focusing on DiCaccio, after all.

"And now, may we all direct our attention to the honorable Eleventh Vongola head, Reida Sawada."

Her attention was quickly redirected to the front as the applauds of the audience echoed off the walls of the gymnasium. DiCaccio's voice had blurred out to her for a moment as she searched for an answer to her nervousness, taking her a second to realize it was time for her to stand. She unintentionally hopped out of her chair, causing the seat to move backward a couple inches, but she made a fast attempting at regaining herself and gave DiCaccio a smile and a nod before making her way to the podium.

Standing there, she waited for the clapping to die down before clearing her throat and opening her mouth to begin her speech, the words on the paper she had written skimming through her mind like a movie reel.

"You've all come here today to learn about the new, revolutionized tools that will improve humanity as we know it. Before I go into detail of this technology, I'd like to first say a few words as the head of the Vongola Company. To have my father pass down his title to me was an honor far greater than any trophy or medal. For him to intrust me with the company that my late grandfather, Sawada Tsunayoshi, started was something I never expected, but even as a child I made a promise to both my father and the previous Vongola Head that I would move this company farther than either of them could imagine. As the young adult I am now, I still intend to keep that promise."

The nervousness that had been pricking at her before had nearly vanished now, her mind too focused on the words she had written down. Though she also felt a slight nudge of disappointment as she spoke. Here she was speaking greatly of her father, but he hadn't bothered to show up to the ceremony or even send her message. Come to think of it, she hadn't heard from him since he told her he was going overseas on business three months ago.

She paused for a moment, somewhat to redirect her thoughts and somewhat to add a little dramatic effect into her speech.

"I can't keep such a promise on my own, of course. My grandfather wouldn't of brought the company this far without the help of his closest friends and subordinates. As such, I take great pleasure in introducing my very own personal team."

She took a step back and turned to the side, angling herself in a way so she was still mostly facing the audience.

"Yamada Akio has confidence that exceeds even my own, never letting that confidence falter no matter the situation. Kuromaku Rosa is always aiming for the best possible outcome, never accepting anything less than perfect, her confidence easily matches Yamada-san's."

As she spoke each of their names, she signaled to them with her hand to let the audience know whom it was she talking about. It felt a little strange calling them by their last names, but she decided to do so since it made her look more professional.

"It takes creativity to come up with the most interesting ideas, which is the role of Takumi Troy. Sawada Trevor, the youngest member of my team and also my adopted brother, has medical capabilities that match those of high-ranking doctors. Ai Shaji is never unprepared, always being ready for whatever the future may bring. Vongola Vincenzo even wears the name of the company as her own surname. She's level-headed and intelligent to no end."

She once again turned to face the audience head on as she continued to speak. "It's quite clear that both my team and I are young and still gaining experience, but with this youth comes endless possibilities for the future. With this youth comes the determination and imaginative thinking that the Vongola Company needs to reach it's most successful peak since it first came to be."

Taking in a breath at the end of her personal speech, she waited a moment as the crowds applauding started up once again. She felt warmed up now, prepared for the long explanation she would give next to finally introduce the Box Weapons, or rather tools, to the public. However, as the clapping slowly began to die down, Reida's eyes had locked onto a certain individual. The eye patch was the first thing that she noticed, along with the rock that had dropped into her stomach and had begun to make her feel slightly ill the moment she laid eyes on him. Something about him wasn't right. It wasn't right at all.

"This isn't right. He shouldn't be here. He's not supposed to be...why do I feel cold all of a sudden?"

Though she hadn't noticed yet herself, her fingers had begun to trace the notch on the back of the podium. It had been set up early that morning, with her weapon concealed inside in case of emergency. She became aware of the movement of her fingers when she realized the crowd had been standing in silence for a good few second now as they awaited her to continue. She swallowed dryly, trying to move her focus back onto the explanation she was supposed to give.

"That's enough about myself...I'm're all ready to hear...the real reason why this ceremony was.." She was speaking slightly quieter than usual, her voice hesitant as wavered on and off as the words left her lips. Her eyes had becoming completely drawn to the large, dark-haired man that had slowly started making his way through the crowd, growing closer and closer to the stage.

"This is..."

Her eyes moved frantically over the crowd, wondering if anyone else had sensed the aura coming from him. The majority of the crowd only looked confused as to why she had suddenly silenced her speech. Had her Guardians noticed? Had DiCaccio? If she looked back at them now, it would only cause more confusion, but she couldn't ignore this feeling.

"This is wrong!"

Though it was quiet, nearly silent to her hear, she heard the faint sound of a finger snapping. In that same instant, she ripped open the small door that had been carved into the podium and grasped her nunchaku. In another swift move, she turned and reached for her brother with her free hand and took hold of his own hand. A threat had made it's way into the gymnasium, and not one person who was posted to make sure such a thing wouldn't happen had realized it.

"I need everyone to get as many people out as possible!" she said to DiCaccio, a hint of fierceness in her tone. She wasn't asking, this was an order given by the 11th herself. "Now!" This time she directed her order towards her Guardians, all of them except for er brother whose hand she was already gripping. By the time she was able to give this order, the voices of the crowd, surprised and afraid at the events that were now taking place, had grown loud and jumbled into an inexplicable noise.

She practically jumped down the stairs, kicking off her heels as she did so, and pulled her brother behind her as she sprinted towards the exit. She had no time to explain her reason for leaving the gymnasium while it was under attack. Anyone could assume that she was running away and leaving her subordinates to take care of the danger, but in truth she had made a single error before leaving her room earlier. Her box weapons had been placed in a nice black shoulder purse that she was supposed to take with her, but in her rush earlier she had completely forgotten it, leaving it on her bed. Normally she wouldn't be so concerned with retrieving them, but right no she knew she needed to get to them at all costs, though she wouldn't be able to explain how she knew.

Halfway down the hall she halted. The outfit she had on was much too difficult to move quickly in, and the tights over her feet were slippery on the floors of the building. She released Trevor's hand and first pulled on her tights, ripping out the bottoms so her feet could show through. Next she pulled on her skirt until the side had ripped up to the middle of her thigh. It was a shame she had to ruin such nice clothes, but she honestly couldn't care less at the moment.

She looked at Trevor, ready to grab his hand and start running again, but she suddenly felt a little guilt for pretty much dragging him up to this point. She couldn't afford to move any slower though, as she needed to get back to her brother to safety and then back to the other Guardians as soon as possible.

"Sorry, Trevor," she said before wrapping her arms around him and lifting him off the ground. She then proceeded to sprint down the hallway carrying the blond boy in a cradle-like fashion.

It was convenient that her assigned room was only a four-minute sprint from the ceremonies location. So far it didn't seem like any enemies were following her, but she held her brother tightly and kept every one of her senses on edge despite that. It had been drilled into her to never drop her guard, even when you believe nothing can go wrong.

Reaching her door, she came to an abrupt stop and, letting Trevor back onto his feet, hastily turned the knob and hurried her way in. The black bag that contained her box weapons were right where she'd left it a few hours ago. With no time to lose, she pulled the strap over her shoulder and stepped back out into the hallway.

"I have to get back to the gymnasium," she said, hesitating a moment before crouching down so she could be eye-level with her brother. "Please find yourself some place to bunker down for now, and no arguing with me either."

To be honest, she felt kind of bad saying these things to him. Hopefully he wouldn't get upset with her treating him like a child. He was a child, after all, but he was also the appointed Sun Guardian. Still, she would see him as her brother before thinking of him as a subordinate, and as a sister she had to make sure he was going to be safe.

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Ai was developing a theory. She had been doing so ever since she sat down. Now, it didn't mean she wasn't paying attention, no, she could multitask. She could watch the crowd, listen to DiCaccio and develop her theory in her mind at the same time. Everything was going as planned, yet Ai felt something was off. Now, if Ai felt something was off, she knew it wasn't just a human sense of unease, like DiCaccio had brushed it off as, but it was part of a complex mental system of which she was designed with that made sure she never made any mistakes.

Ai had spent time studying the Bovino family, in her mind of course. She searched up all the information she could using the Thought Integration Database, the Alien telepathic 'internet', with nothing of interest except their involvement in time travel technology. She was receiving data from the future as well, data that told of the incident that just occurred hours before and what they had done in the future. Interestingly enough, they were involved in some of the early efforts to fight back against the Aliens, assisting in the foundation of the Alien Extinction Project of the future, thanks to the efforts of the next Bovino family boss. Further query had told her that she was involved in that incident. Ai tried to gather information on the killers, but found unsatisfactory results. Either CEDEF kept it a secret or were unable to find an answer.

Stumped, that was a fitting answer. Ai needed a new line of thinking. She thought about her attack the day before the inheritance. That had never appeared on the TID, Ai took care in making sure not even her own kind was aware of it. Indeed, though Ai had said the chances of such an event occurring were slim, DiCaccio had grossly misunderstood her. Chance meant nearly nothing when you were dealing with multiple futures. Chance was merely what percentage of those futures had a certain outcome. Either way, all possibilities were certain to happen. So, if something came from a certain future to eliminate her, another was certain to arrive as well.

Time travel seemed to be the center of this mystery. Ai considered the possibility. The killers may have been time travelers. They couldn't have been Aliens as such an attack like the one that had occurred couldn't possibly have had much of an effect on the future, at least of the future worked the same way it did now.

So what if the incident never occurred? What would the future be like if the incident had never happened. Ai may have not been able to get the answer from the TID because the event had already occurred, so all possible futures were ones where the victims are dead because they are in the present, so she would have to get the answers on her own. Using some information from the TID, Ai could invest a lot of thinking power into calculating all possible futures. Her mind worked at lightning pace, the efficiency of it allowing information to move through her Alien brain close to the speed of light. She made connection after connection, possibility after possibility and theory out of fact and could calculate near an infinite amount of universes. Of course, to any outside observer, it would appear Ai was just sitting there quietly, like she always did. The world was moving on around her at the ever fluctuating speed of time. "Ai Shaji is never unprepared, always being ready for whatever the future may bring."

And then, it came to her. The answer to everything, everything that was about to happen. Snap!

"We are currently in danger."

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V.V mind zoned out as the speeches were given out due to her lack of disinterest along with the continue persistence of.. that woman. "Vincenzo, are you listening to your fathers advice?" The woman asked, with a sneer, "That man may be a fool but he may be right." She glanced at the crowd expectedly, "This will turn into a party any moment now." And usually Vincenzo would ignore the damn woman but she was surprisingly tense. This would have been the first time she was right.. SNAP Her mind went alert, and by instinct, she flipped back, while throwing the chair she was on in the air in front of her in hopes to block whatever may come at her- bullets, punches, etc. "I need everyone to get as many people out as possible!" She glanced toward the recognizable voice, that was surprisingly.. serious. V.V never saw Reida.. as a leader type, sure she saw a spark of potential, but she never came off as a vongola leader. But maybe now.

Vincenzo shook her head, as she cleared the open area, her gun instinctively in hand- loaded ready to fire. In the meanwhile, her eyes darted to the various of person she registered as a team. They all were on their feet, so she went to the next objection.. the enemies. But a problem was the various of movements happening in the crowd, and despite her keen sight, it was difficult for her to target the.. opponent- opponents?
Her eyes narrowed intently, it would be hopeless for her to run back and forth, 'They will come to me.'
Wielding her weapon, she dodged the panicking watchers, while her eyes kept on searching for anyone irregular.

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Trevor didn't really notice anything out of the ordinary. He wilted ever so slightly under the attention his older sister rained down upon him and the others during the beginning of her speech. He didn't much care for being in the spotlight. It wasn't until Reida paused for a second too long that Trevor began to pick up on the odd vibe she was throwing off. She seemed unsure of something, and he actively resisted the urge to step forward and ask her what was wrong. A moment later, his suspicions were confirmed as he observed her fingers tracing over the notch on the back of the podium, where he knew her emergency weapon was hidden.

"I'm're all ready to hear...the real reason why this ceremony was.."

That's it. He couldn't resist anymore. Though he knew he'd be scolded for it later, he broke the otherwise pristine lineup his fellow Guardians had made with their bodies, making his way forward towards Reida. Unfortunately, he didn't get more than a few steps before he froze, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. Unlike the others, the snap! seemed to affect him differently. It started as a soft pressure against his eardrums but grew into a raging cacophony so intense that he screwed his eyes shut in pain, his earlier migraine returning with a vengeance.

The next thing he knew, someone had grabbed his hand and started pulling him in a direction. He recognized the sensation—the fingers clasped around his wrist; it was nothing new to him. Reida. She'd dragged him in her wake a hundred thousand times by now, and he knew better than to attempt to worm his way out of it, not that he wanted to.

Suddenly, like a veil being lifted, the pressure on his eardrums ceased, leaving behind a faint high-pitched ringing. Opening his eyes, he realized they'd left the main auditorium of the gymnasium and were now sprinting up one of the side hallways. Looking over his shoulder, he noted the chaos that had ensued back in the auditorium itself. People were running about, kids were crying, intimidating CEDEF agents in burly black suits were trying to herd groups of people towards the exits. All of it was somewhat confusing, but he got the gist. Someone was causing a ruckus, and Reida wanted her box weapon in order to deal with it. That meant it had to be serious... though, like most things, Trevor took it in stride.

That's when Reida stopped abruptly about halfway down the hall. Releasing his hand, she tore her dress like a badass action hero. Trevor just stared, his expression eerily tranquil, his hand suspended in the air where she'd left it. When she turned to look at him, he met her eyes with his own, opening his mouth to ask a question.

"Sorry, Trevor," she interrupted, wrapping her arms around the boy and hoisting him off the ground.

Well... this was new, that's for sure. Still, he didn't particularly mind being carried. "It's okay," he muttered, not wanting to break her concentration. What concerned him most was the expression plastered on her face. As he glanced up at her, he realized this was the first time he'd seen that look on her.

Something was really aggravating his sister.

They reached her room in no time. She set him down, nearly bust in the door, and swept through her room like a hurricane. It didn't take her long to find what she needed, and a few seconds later she stepped out. Trevor wasn't looking at her, however. His eyes were locked on the metal double doors that sequestered this more private area from the rest of the hallway.

"I have to get back to the gymnasium," she said, crouching down so as to be eye level with her brother. "Please find yourself some place to bunker down for now." He opened his mouth to speak but closed it again as she continued, already predicting his response. "And no arguing with me either."

As Reida turned to walk away, Trevor reached out and grabbed the fabric of her dress, halting her advance. After a brief instant of silence, he spoke.

"You can't go that way." He took a step backwards, releasing the fabric. "Somebody bad is over there."

As if on cue, several polite knocks emanated from the other side of the double doors. Without waiting for a response, they were opened, and in sauntered a woman. She had smooth coffee brown skin and thick violet hair that nearly touched the ground. Her deep green eyes were piercing, her forehead marked red. Trevor had never seen such an odd looking person before.

Well, maybe Rosa on an off day.

"Good day," the woman began, "I am here to take the Vongola Sun Ring. If you would kindly please hand it over." Her words were not laced with any hint of sarcasm or any edge of malice. "If it is not complied with, I am allowed to use force."

Shifting his eyes instead of his head, Trevor looked to Reida, his expression bland but his train of thought obvious: how do I respond?

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After ignoring Rosa's remarks and having her storm off as usual with a few chuckles at her 'irritated annoyed walk', he replied to Vincenzo asking, "What's the plan?" His simple reply, "Go with the flow, let your inner chi guide you...that's exactly what Ai said," he lied. He started making his way on stage to his respective seat afterwards. He received many looks and glares from the attendees due to his book bag and strange attire with paint splattered all over it which could have possibly suggested he didn't prepare for this affair; however, he smiled's art. He took stood next to Vincenzo and waiting for the 11th to make her way. He saw her approach them and say, "It's good to see you, Vinco-san," and now the 11th was approaching him. He always has this 'thing' for the 11th, it wasn't like a crush but more like a 'I must protect her and respect her type deal' which he believes came from Gokudera pounding that idea in his head. It's extremely similar to how Gokudera felt about the 10th.

"Defacing public property again, Ta-Ku mi-kun?" 'I'm caught' were the only words that came to mind and they repeating at each piece of his name being said. He couldn't even muster a reply for her thinking she may possibly give him a lecture, but she smiled. A sigh of relief quickly fell over him seeing a smile as vast and infinite as the sky, but her hand swiftly went onto her hip while her other tapped him on the head. 'Awwww here we go' he thought to himself. "You're covered in paint! The least you could do is clean yourself up after vandalizing the neighborhood! You-" She removed her fist and started laughing, "What?" he asked, "What's so funny?" he couldn't seem to identify the source of her laughter, but at least the change of her mood made things easier for him.

"Never mind, we should all be taking our seats on stage now. Just Ai and Trevor are left, right? They'' know to come over once they see us in our seats," Reida said as she begun making her way on stage. Vincenzo merely glanced at Troy seemingly annoyed and continued to walk. "Meh, whatever," he said out loud and followed them on stage to his seat. The ceremony begun, Ai spoke, Reida spoke, blah blah etc. As soon as Troy had his seat, he pulled out a sketch book and merely begun drawing things. Ceremonies and speeches really didn't catch his interest and if he were in a position to make it more 'entertaining' he would; however, there are even some events to where he can't or shouldn't misbehave. In the time it took Reida to finish, he had already drawn a high quality portrait of the audience watching. 'Meh, it looks alright,' he said to himself. He turned over to Ai in an attempt to show her his picture. He said quietly, "Psst, Hey Ai look at thi-." "We are currently in danger." Troy's demeanor turned from a lousy one to a more serious tone. "What do you mean? What 'danger'?" he said. He quickly glanced around to look for the 11th knowing if anyone was a target, she was.