The situation played itself out rather well. The students aptly handled it all and kept everyone safe. Annabelle only hoped things would go as smoothly out in the field, lord knows they would be handling things a lot more dangerous than just bottle rockets. She bit the corner of her thumbs fingernail, a bad habit she had adopted during her first few nervous weeks at the academy. She turned slightly towards Vix as the projection faded.
[color=a187be]"Problem is, what you prefer doesn't always lead to [i]the one[/i] as you put it."[/color] She spoke, rather pessimistically. [color=a187be]"Anyway, enough of that soppy stuff."[/color] She continued, intending to continue speaking but stopped herself as the group from the cafeteria made their way into the hall of heroes. [color=a187be]"Looks like stuff is starting, we'd better join the group."[/color] She stated rather formally before making her way up to the group and following suit.