[color=6ecff6][b]Speed Demon[/b][/color]

She had started on her task first, zooming away towards her destination.

The wheels on her Gears was no longer whirring, it was giving off a high pitched whine now, threatening to fall apart under the ludicrous speed she was going. The dirty, dusty, and dangerous lower levels soon made way to the clean shining upper levels, her spirits lifting as she returned to the familiar whiteness of her life. It was all right down there, but only in small doses. Franceska wouldn't want to move down there any time soon.

Nearing her destination, she turned in a tight circle, slowing down to a stop.

Taking a look at the piece of paper again, and running through the instructions in her mind, she realized they didn't exactly specify anything in their instructions, only to tag a building they were given and to get back in four hours. Shrugging, she pulled out two of the four spray cans on her belt, and started to work. She painted using both of the cans at the same time, not because it was faster, not because it made her look cool, and certainly not because of some technique she developed, but simply because she can.

A while later, she finished her work.

It certainly didn't take very long considering she just painted over the entire entrance of the building instead of making a grand mural. The location however, would ensure everyone who enters the building see her work, at least until they get someone to erase it. But that will take a bit of time as they contact authorities to report on it and getting someone to work on the door. Plus, it would annoy or even humiliate her father's 'friend' when he found out about this, and would no doubt be lamenting about it the next time they attend anything. Their parties and functions could use a bit of excitement.

Taking another look at the mass of brightly coloured geometric shapes, she nodded and sped off before one of those patrolling assholes came over and started investigating her. With a loud burst, she stopped right in front of the warehouse and looked at her watch.

[color=6ecff6]"A little over 2 hours." [/color]She said to no one in particular, wearing a slightly displeased expression. [color=6ecff6]"I'll take it."[/color]

With a sweeping gesture, she opened the door, gave a two fingered salute towards Free, and liberated a seat for herself. After a while of waiting, the other idiots who were also invited started trickling in. Will she be accepted? Will she be rejected? Franceska found that she didn't mind terribly should she be rejected. After all, she wasn't in this to prove herself to anyone, but to simply be.