[color=teal][h1]Blair Van Zant[/h1][/color]
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	Blair nodded as Archie explained the conditions the Combatica Challenge would take place under, warming up to the idea.  With no legitimate risk involved, it was the perfect thing to see just how viable her powers were in a combat setting.  [color=teal]"Where do I sign up?  Might go for a speed record, come to think of it."[/color]  She chuckled to herself as the blood began to return to her face, nausea passing fully by now.  It was right around now where Abe actually said something interesting, saying he'd take part in this.  Maybe there would be some competition, the crowd was starting to thin considerably as students either lost interest or finished reading the poster.

	And then came what was potentially the most creative insult anyone had ever given her, followed by the second most unoriginal nickname anyone had ever come up with.  And then, almost as a challenge, he went ahead and already promised himself the win in a space station full of superpowered humans.  The girl laughed to herself, the sound muffled by the gas mask.  [color=teal]"Keep telling yourself that, Abe."[/color]  She reached up and gave him a light pat on the shoulder with her left arm, giving him the faintest of shocks when she made contact.  He wouldn't be tazed because of it, it was the equivalent of static, but it sent a clear message.  She wasn't going to let him walk right over her.

	Blair refocused on the orange figure, still unsure of how he existed.  [color=teal]"Anyhow, a little friendly competition never hurt.  How often do they let you host this?"[/color]  Her arms recrossed and her weight shifted to her right left leg, all signs of sickness finally gone from her now.  Back to normal it was for her.  Well, as normal as it could be on a floating hunk of metal full of Metahumans.  

	Truth be told, though, she looked forward to butting heads with the cocky golem beside her.  It would be interesting, for sure...

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