[hr][hr][h1][center][b]Jocelyn Victoria Beatrix Harmon aka Tonic[/b][/center][/h1][center]Location: Airport, Academy front[/center][center][indent]Interacting with: No one[/indent][/center][center][indent][indent]Mentions: [@Vicier] as Naevia Udaku; [@Zarkun] as Jason Tiberius Stark and Connor Tony Stark and [@Caits] as Barca Ashur Xavier and Una O'Brian[/indent][/indent][/center][hr][hr][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/6b867aed-7963-45e5-b2b4-475f5d10aff7.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr]
	Jocelyn Victoria Beatrix Harmon, or as she thinks of herself as Tonic; downshifts the 1969 Black Stingray that has everything she owns, which was sadly lacking. A duffel bag full of clothes and a couple of pairs of shoes, an emergency stash of water and power bars, another duffel bag with dog food and toys. Duke, a bull mastiff dane, grumbles a doggy grumble from the front passenger seat. 
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	"Sorry that turn was a little sharp. I'll quit drifting, its not good for the tires. Besides we're almost there." She had saved up to buy the classic that was pretty much a hunk of junk when she found it years ago. She babysat and worked odd jobs working her butt off for years of summers to afford the car then to have it fixed. She was lucky that she'd been able to have the previous owner sign it over in her name. Other than what was currently in this car she owned nothing. Although she could remember a time when that hadn't mattered and that females were much less well off than she currently was specifically in the rights area. Hooray for Women's Lib.
	Her outfit was purposefully enticing. She was in skin tight high waist black leather leggings, black heels and a tank top crop top with Stitch from "Lilo and Stitch" on it. Being noticed as a sex object made it easier to fool people when you started talking and put them on their ears because an intelligent theory wasn't supposed to come from someone who looked like you. Tonic loved playing stereotypes and flipping it to her advantage. It didn't bother her if they thought she was easy. But knowing her luck this was a uniform ruled school.[center][hider=Outfit][center][img]https://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=143589058[/img][img]https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/U94AAOSwYaFWeOzb/s-l300.jpg[/img][/center][/hider][/center]
	Pulling around a limo that let out a good looking boy who made a bee line for a pretty girl with a pair of lions. Then she went around black car that was one of those fancy cab looking one Tonic saw a redhead get out as she passed looking for somewhere to park the car. On the far side of the driveway seems like a good idea for now. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Stark and his boys land. She'd ask Bruce where to park later. She couldn't think of these people in terms of teenager to adult. They'd all been born well after her and when she was frozen making her about the oldest person here. Well besides Logan. [i]I wonder if I'll be able to talk to him.[/i] She thought tilting her head as she turned off the car as she had found a place out of the flow of traffic.
	She got out gracefully and called Duke out as well. His leap out of the car was no less graceful. Tonic looked at him and pointed at the grass and said quietly "Sit." Duke did as he was told and walked over to the grass and sat down regally regarding everything. "Starting with the regal stuff already? Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you if none of the other dogs will associate with you because you're too stuck up. You'll only have cats to hang with." She bent over and popped the trunk and grabbed Duke's duffel bag and then her own. "Come on. Let's go we have someone to find." Hefting the bags that were pathetically light she walked past the redhead and others with a slow step taking in her surroundings as well as letting anyone catch up with her.