[b]Fantasia Heirloom - Miss Von Goshe's Studio[/b]

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[@Sho Minazuki]

Vanessa looked over at Blair, continuing to hold that appalled yet condescending half-smile; he was talking to Fantasia about leaving, which Miss Von Goshe felt was her place to add-on.

[color=a187be]"-I'd hope you'd take your leave after the filth you have tainted my studio with."[/color]

From the floor, Fantasia batted her eyelashes upwards at Vanessa with tear-stricken eyes; holding her Budew closely in her arms, as if to shield the Pokemon from further harm.

[color=a187be]"Listen, prick..."[/color] Vanessa started, glaring maliciously at Fantasia's glossy eyes, [color=a187be]"-If you expected to get a point across in that rambling and rather incoherent response, your attempts were in vain -and may I be frank?"[/color]

Vanessa turned away from the two, signaling for the security guards to escort the two from the premises, [color=a187be]"-First impressions can be tough and when I saw you; I knew it -If your performance weren't enough, that last outburst just blew it."[/color]

The security guards grabbed both of the teens by the arms, holding them in place until Miss Von Goshe was finished with the roast, [color=a187be]"-and so my dear so naive and worthless, you'll never be in so I'm kicking you out; with your form and your sad little face, oh well it isn't your fault. You're plain, average and washed-up; go back to your roots with the slums of the world!"[/color]

Vanessa and the crowd had outburst with laughter, it was apparent to Fantasia that they were only doing it so they themselves wouldn't be denied an audition.

Fantasia wanted to rebut at Miss Von Goshe, looking as if she was going to cry hysterically but held herself together for the sake of the few shreds of dignity she had left.

Rather abruptly, a faint roar of a helicopter began to get louder and louder, until the noise shook the studio walls; the auditioners quickly became frantic and worried, to which Vanessa shrugged off.

[color=a187be]"Escort these two from th-"[/color] Vanessa was interrupted.  

[color=lightyellow]"[b]Miss Von Goshe! Come quick![/b]"[/color] an assistant cried desperately, rushing towards the back room.