When Suntalia poked him on the cheek while he was eating and slapped him on the shoulder, Mogan just mumbled with a bit of annoyance. When Suntalia referred to him with the nickname "Moggie" and suggested he could sleep in a corner like a dog he glared at her and started to plot his revenge. When she slapped his arm again before answering Lily's question, he activated his semblance, in order to prepare and give to Suntalia what she deserved. Unfortunately for him, he needed ten seconds before the semblance could actually be used, so he couldn't help but have a spasm when Suntalia suddenly electrocuted him. Said spasm resulted in Mogan dropping what remained of his cake on the grass. His eyebrow twitched, but still, he said nothing.
Whit deliberate placidness, he took one of the cardboard plates that were on the picnic blanket and slapped it on the underside in annoyance and started counting in his mind, before using it to pick up the cake that had fallen on the grass.
In the meantime, Jima explained her absurd semblance, around which he couldn't quite wrap his head around.
"So... how does that work exactly? I mean... Is it like some kind of portal between two points? You create a portal between, say, your throat and your shoulder and the sound comes out from the shoulder? But if that were the case then you wouldn't be able to articulate, because you still need tongue, teeth, and lips to form words...and you can't do that while eating... So the portal, it that is how it works, must be just outside the mouth, but the problem still remains, am I wrong? I can comprehend the other senses with the portal analogy, but the voice isn't really a sense and the theory crumbles... And does that mean you can potentially sense "through" walls? Because if that is the case I'm going to have to ask you to stay at least fifty meters away from our room when I take a shower or at least take me out to dinner first if you intend to peek!"
And then, just a moment after Lilly finished her last phrase, the cardboard plate with the cake on it, still on the palm of his hand and slightly angled towards Suntalia, without any warning or movement on Mogan's part, jumped from his hand with sudden surprising speed and landed with an oh so satisfying wet noise on the harassing girl's face.
"What goes around comes around, Suntalia. How does karma tastes like? And for the last time, my name is Mogan. M-O-G-A-N! Not Morgon, like some evil character from a fantasy novel, not Morgan like some cheesy character from a romance novel and certainly not Moggie like some unfortunate dog named by a child with a very poor taste for names. Mogan! Look at it like an abbreviation from Mahogany."
Finished with his outburst, he helped himself to another slice of cake, since he had only taken one bite from the first, and kept talking between morsels (obviously swallowing before talking).
"So... there isn't much to say about me. I love reading, playing games and cooking, but most of all I like sleeping, eating and lazing in general. I fight by hitting stuff with that suitcase over there and with the things inside it, so close range here too. I'm more than proficient in hand to hand combat and have both a very solid defense and offense. I prefer not to use my semblance if I can help it because it is stupidly complicated, with a lot hard to handle set of rules and it can backfire very badly. Still, I'll have to explain it in some details to you all before we get sent on a mission, preferably during a spar or an encounter with a very unfortunate lonely ursa, in order not to get myself or any of you killed by it."
He took another bite of cake, licking his lips.
"I used said semblance for that trick with the cake, but it's not telekinesis or something awesome like that. It requires a bit more... planning."