[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/Dc7pZZb.png[/img] [/center] [center][color=a2d9ce]π•Šπ•–π•‘π•₯. 𝟟, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘 / / π•Œπ•Šπ”Έβ„π•€π•ƒβ„• 𝔼𝕒𝕀π•₯ / / π•Šπ•–π•”π•¦π•£π•šπ•₯π•ͺ 𝕆𝕦π•₯𝕑𝕠𝕀π•₯: 𝕆𝕓𝕀𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕒π•₯π•šπ• π•Ÿ β„π• π• π•ž 𝟚 / / ~πŸ™πŸ πŸ›πŸ˜[/color][/center] As the battle began, Callan did her best to set aside her indignity long enough to focus on the screens. Such thoughts were easily shoved aside as soon as Hazel, wearing only her underwear, smashed into the bathroom containing team 4's healer. Every thing was happening so fast. Did she just [i]break both of his legs?[/i] She suddenly remembered that these two teams were mainly composed of X-marks. [i]Was that why...?[/i] [color f7976a]"I know, I know,"[/color] Freddy's voice reached her then. [color f7976a]"Yup, I've got Mr. Halvost on the way, Daisy, don't fret."[/color] Callan glanced back at Christmas's empty seat. [color f7976a]"Holy shit."[/color] Her head whipped back to the screens and she gasped, catching sight of Hazel sheering off a large section of the house containing Emma, Ernie, and Savannah. Things didn't get much better from there. Leaning forward on her elbows, her hands remained over her mouth and nose for the remainder of the fight. "[color=a2d9ce]Wow...[/color]" she exhaled into her palms. The screens were so still, despite being filled with people. The majority of kids weren't moving for one reason or another. Barely hearing Fredric over the torrent of thoughts in her head, she turned her attention to the evaluation sheet that almost seemed to magically appear in front of her. She looked back to the screens, playing silent replays of notable moments during the fight. Picking up the pen with a sigh, she obediently set it to the paper. It stayed there, still as stone, for a good amount of time while she tried to think of what to write. [i][color=a2d9ce]Just be honest,[/color][/i] she thought to herself encouragingly, but was still coming up short. Was this meant to be a game or a fight? Her own team's Flag and Seek had seen its own injuries to a lesser extent, but there had still been violence. Unnecessary violence. If it was meant to be a game, as Callan had originally thought, these aberrations were out of control. If it was meant to be a fight.... Zhang didn't really intend for them to hurt each other like this, did she? A rebellious thought crossed her mind-- to leave the sheet blank or write her questions down for Zhang to see. But she merely sighed. She needed to trust that they knew what they were doing. Nobody had died and Christmas's ability did allow a good deal of wiggle room for injuries. Game or fight, victory had been the goal and Victorious Secret had come out on top. [quote] [h3]General Thoughts:[/h3] I guess you could say both teams used teammwork. They didn't try to murder any of their OWN teammates, so that's a plus, ya? In the end, team 3 was just better. Or just Hazel. She was efficient if nothing else. Got Emma, Ernie, and Savannah away from her team, secured their healer points, and took out Emma. She definitely carried-- defensively and offensively. [h3]Suggested Improvements:[/h3] Team 4 should have prioritized Hazel better and been way more careful. Brent almost took her out of the fight, but it was super reckless. Emma probably should have done more as the strongest person on team 4. Zoe lost her cool. Ernie lost his cool. Allison recklessly jumped right into the enemy team and lost an eye for it. She got Ernie taken out as a result, but I don't think people should be trading themselves in like that. Same goes for Brent and Gregory. There's gotta be a better way besides going all kamikaze on your opponents. [/quote] Callan handed the paper to Fredric, feeling pretty dissatisfied with what she'd written. But she was anxious to put this whole mess behind her. They would get better. Stuff like this wasn't going to be a recurring thing, was it? They'd get better. They'd improve... right?