[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=8A2BE2]Alexandra Andonova[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/S3GBAIAV2JLYA/giphy.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=8A2BE2]Make me, make me impressed
Make me, make me obsessed

[/color][/h3][/I][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wJ-_ENvdvNs][color=8A2BE2]- [I]"Pretty Little Psycho" by Porcelain Black[/I][/color][/url][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=8A2BE2]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp - Main House (Sitting Room --> Front Porch)
[b][color=8A2BE2]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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	Alexandra lowered her hands to clasp them together just below her chin in an almost begging like fashion. Her dark eyes sparkled with lively energy as she eagerly watched The Hat continue his little show. She looked on in seeming awe as he changed back into his original form, the form she [I]much[/I] preferred. It was the form of the Sweet Father of Giants, as she had called him earlier on a whim. And oh would she wear him thin with that nickname and just for the heck of it. The notion that anything could possibly be prettier, his words not hers, than his original form elicited a snort from her. [color=8A2BE2]"Pfft, as if. Prove it, hot shot,"[/color] she jabbed sarcastically. 

	When a note of seriousness came to his features, her wide grin faded and her hands dropped back down to her sides. [I]Buzzkill.[/I] She absentmindedly tapped her barefoot on the floor as he talked about giving a tour of the house and the grounds. [i]Boring.[/i] Yet his parting comment captured her interest once more. Her brows raised, and she instantly perked up. 

	She was about to sprint after him when something Evelina said caught her attention in particular. Questions will be answered at the end--no no, not that. No, it was something about remain or leave and die. Well that was stupid. Why on earth would she leave when she had just been blessed with life again?! Nope. She was staying. They would have to foricbly remove her otherwise, which could happen. Who knows. After all, not everyone could put up with her, but as far as she was concerned, that was their problem, not hers.

	Alexandra glanced around at the others in the room, who were now mingling and engaging in small talk. She shrugged and decided just to follow after The Hat and get this tour started. She practically sprinted out the room. And then two seconds later she ran back in, grabbed her forgotten shoes, and ran back out. [color=8A2BE2]"Okay, sweet father of giants, let's get this shov on the road,"[/color] she exclaimed upon catching up to Gilbert out on the front porch. She threw a smile in his direction before gazing out at the landscape with a small sigh.

	As soon as the other Paradoxes assembled out on the front porch, the show fortunately did get on the road. She followed along, taking everything in despite it not being particularly interesting. Sure, the house had a bit of homely charm to it, but it was just a house nonetheless. It would serve its purpose of providing shelter, but she didn't plan on spending all her time inside these walls.