[center][b][h1]Jocelyn Victoria Beatrice Harmon AKA Tonic[/h1][/b][/center]
[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/81337e88-7ba8-41f3-8365-95be15336b9a.jpg[/img][/center][hr][h2][center]Location: Academy Front Courtyard[/center][/h2][hr][center][h3] Interaction: Yellow Lab and Svanna[/h3][/center][hr][hr]Tonic watched Eve walk off and looked around a bit. She knew she was going to have to talk to people and make friends, but this part was always awkward. She looked down at Duke and sighed then straightened up and squared her shoulders. Her hazel eyes drifted over every little thing. As the sky darkened and lightning flashed followed by an instantaneous thunderclap. The sky cleared and two figures appeared where the bolt had touched down. Interesting. 

Looking around she saw plenty of people chatting and getting to know one another. She was here for a reason; and that reason had yet to show his face. Well that and she actually wanted to be social after all the years of being locked up and pretty much a Tonic-sicle. Most times it felt like she had nothing in common with people now a days. Which was depressing. She had a feeling that there were few that would understand.

This line of thinking evoked the thought of perhaps she was going about things the wrong way. Tonic grimaced at that thought. [i]If my way isn’t the right way to go about my life what is?[/i] She sighed and snapped out of her head and looked around at others in the courtyard as a yellow lab went streaking past her. [i]Dear Goddess...seriously?!?[/i] Tonic huffed and snapped to get Duke’s attention. [b]”Heel.”[/b] Duke snapped to attention and moved to Tonic’s left side as Tonic started walking toward the direction in which she saw the lab runoff in. [i]Why can’t people train their animals to behave? That was rude of me to think. Maybe the person has only had the pup for a few months.[/i] Tonic shook her head and looked around at the crowd to make sure no one had been bowled over by the lab. So far so good. Walking through excusing herself as she passed by a couple of redheaded females and a dark haired familiar man.

Shocked inwardly at the recognition of Deon Howlette she made eye contact but kept silent she passed him by. [i] Well well. This will be interesting. Wonder if Logan knew he was here.[/i] Moving on quickly she dodged people. She couldn’t help but notice the Asgardians they were after all very striking.

The girl looked like she was worried and Tonic saw that she was cradling her hand as if it hurt. All of Tonic’s instincts were to help the wounded. They’d been like that since...well she couldn’t remember at time that they were not as they were now. Driven by an inner force and ignoring all others, including getting the lab, Tonic walked with purpose toward the injured girl on horseback. Outwardly Tonic was intent on the girl but inwardly her memories haunted her.

[b][i] “I want nothing to do with this witchcraft!!!!” Mother screamed at Father.
“Beatrix she is our daughter!!!” Father bellowed back. “I will not cast her out because
She is different!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“If you do not I will take our son, your heir, and I will leave you with the changeling!
That is no daughter of mine!! Demon spawn!!! Come to work the devil’s ways on our
Family!!!” Mother started crying and having hysterics.
Father sighed. “Fine. I shall arrange it.”
“No. I don’t trust you. I’ll take care of it.” Mother sounded calmer but it was that 
Calm she got before she tore into a maid that did the slightest to displease her.
“I know that tone. Jocelyn had better be alive at the end of this. If not you will 
Answer to me.”
“I give you my word...she will be alive.” Mother stated coldly.
The carriage interior in the dead of night with someone that paid to take her from
Her family...[/i][/b]

Shaking off the old memories Tonic found herself standing near the girl in question. Tonic looked up at the girl and smiled. [b]”Hello. Are you hurt?”[/b]