[h1][color=red][center]Megan Claravet[/center][/color][/h1]
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Megan narrowed her eyes as Andre barely even glanced at her, his sharp blue eyes laden with thinly veiled disgust. She's showed up to help him, not that she knew it was Andre, what an arse. Steel wasn't much better, making a crass jab at everyone, that not she expected much from him either. [color=red]"Whatever, not like I'd want to help you anyway."[/color] Megan huffed and stalked off. Her D-Ceiver beeped before she got far, showing a missed message from Haas and a new one from Nat. Megan looked at both of them and sent back replies as she kept walking somewhat aimlessly.

To Haas: [color=red]"don't worry so much Haas, try to have some fun to wind down"[/color]

To Nathaniel: [color=red]"I'll duel you, you beat me last time but don't think I'll go down so easy again! Where at?"[/color]