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[b][u]Los Paraísos: Docks[/b][/u]

Naturally Trixie was the second person to bullet from the boat, charging after her older sister figure. Like Moira, Trixie too managed to score a couple of lightly blotched spots along her shoulders during their picnicking time; it took Amy a song's worth of "stop it"s for the prankster to finally stop jabbing them with her fingers throughout the entire boat ride. Donning her usual white tank top, purple short shorts, and striped knee socks however helped to accentuate the pink glow of the burns. But she just pretended they were tattoos so they didn't bug her too much.

Since her trusty old helmet had been destroyed and gone for months by this point, she had resorted to using her hipster knitted beret just about everywhere she went now instead. It worked well enough with her outfit's color scheme, and that combined with her braided pigtails (she had managed to pester someone on the Pride long enough to braid em for her after seeing someone else walk by with them) made her look relatively close to her age.

At least until she spoke. "Wait, water park? Syed?" She halted her run and spun back to face him, on her tiptoes like a clumsy ballerina. "Arentcha the sparkmeister though? Wouldn't that just zap everyone senseless like in the comics?"

A wide grin spread from ear to ear. "Yeah let's totally do it then!"

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As per usual Amy was one of the last to step off the boat - though she was much more attentive to the surrounding details than usual. Her eyes immediately took to the sights just beyond the entry gates, completely drowning out anything the other members were rabbling on about. The liveliness and colors of the plaza felt a bit too familiar. Perhaps an old dream? She gently tilted her head to and fro, processing the thought. "Mm... could've sworn I've been here before."

As always she was donned in yet another long silky dress, though this time in lovely greens, both to compliment her eyes and the enthusiasm Los Paraísos' entrance alone exuded. Regardless of her dress' cheerful appearance, she still exuded the same "whatever" frown as always, walking after the Pride members with her arms crossed. Surely they wouldn't spend [i]too[/i] long here goofing around, would they? Even if this was another 'holiday' with a mission in mind, the constant clamor and fun nonsense to do should be enough to exhaust anyone after a few hours... but then she remembered Trixie.

Amy shook her head. Meh. Whatever. "As long as we get done what we came here to do first... though I wouldn't mind a trip to one of their bars later," she said mostly to herself, trying to figure out how else to drown out the upcoming noise this booming playground palace had in store for them. As familiar as the plaza's design was to her, the only thing she could recall [i]about[/i] Los Paraísos was overhearing some nonsense about their must-see bars back in one of the guilds. The perfect bottle of wine would more than compensate for the commotion.