[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FFD9E9]Allison Andrews[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m32a5cnwhz1r5ruse.gif[/img][hr][color=FFD9E9][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Garage
[color=FFD9E9]{[/color][i]"I totally need a grande mocha nonfat double espresso latte right about now..."[/i][color=FFD9E9]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]

Allison was in no mood to be messed with. What was once sadness now manifested in anger. She didn't know where it came from. It was like a suggestion was planted into her head from elsewhere. She wanted to hit someone. And sure enough, the elevator doors opened and she was met with a face she didn't recognize. Moments later, she was flung against the back of the elevator.

If she were in her usual mood, she would probably go gaga over this guy. He was handsome and polite. But she didn't trust him. She wanted to punch his smarmy face in and keep doing so. However, before she got the chance, Carolina returned to her body and said she planted a thought into his head. Guin was also preoccupied with Scarlet Witch who seemed to be punching herself in the face. Allison shrugged it off. She stepped out of the elevator, ready to throw down if need be. Either they returned to the mission or they fought. She didn't care anymore.