[h2][center][color=aba000]KRISS MAUSER[/color][/center][/h2] [center][i]LOCATION: RACE MAIN STANDS[/i][/center] [center][i]TIME: SUNDAY, NOON[/i][/center] Kriss watched a pack of cars whiz by again with the same lack of enthusiasm as before. Really, what was the point of this? You don't gain any practical knowledge or strength from driving very quickly in an oblong shape dozens of times. He supposed it must take some kind of intelligence, knowing when to speed up and slow down and how to turn a wheel to move your very fast vehicle in a different direction, though he didn't see any real bragging rights in that. It was a race, after all. Besides, they were all using different cars. If they were athletes on a level playing field and you were the best of them, there would logically be one who was better than the rest. But it isn't exactly fair if your fast car is the fastest car. Then you just happened to be the person driving the best car, rather than being the best driver. Judging from the crowd, it must involve more than that, but he couldn't imagine how. He turned to Snap, who was still working on her trail mix. She noticed and turned to face him. "You alright?" [color=aba000]"Why exactly did you bring me here? You knew I would rather be at the squad."[/color] She looked back down through the stands and nodded at the still visible head of Allison. "Wanted to get you to spend more time around the new EMT." He blinked a few times. [color=aba000]"You dragged me all the way out here just to be withing speaking distance of her."[/color] "Look, Kriss," she said with a sigh. "I know you don't approve of her. I know you would be happier if she didn't volunteer at all. But this is my squad, and we're a team. I want us to treat each other like a team, and I'm not going to sit back and let two perfectly capable people try to avoid each other. Live are depending on us, and if you don't learn to treat her like anyone else, it's going to affect your work. I don't care how talented and focused you are. A little problem like this will turn into a big one if you don't deal with it." She paused for effect before grabbing more trail mix. Unsure of what to say, Kriss returned his focus to the track. "Hey," Snap said, removing her aviators. "Take your sunglasses off and look at me." He complied. She had a look of genuine concern on her face. "I mean it, Kriss. Lives depend on us working together. I don't know what you said to her to make her cry but you'd better not do it again." Kriss swallowed. That wasn't his fault. She wouldn't have been upset at all if she hadn't brought it up. But after Snap's speech he decided to just accept responsibility. He knew she would drop it if he did. But no promises. He nodded. [color=aba000]"I will try to not offend her in the future."[/color] "Mmmm," she responded, turning away. The duo put their sunglasses back on in unison and returned their attention to the track. [hr] [h2][center][i][color=9e0039]Allison Hawthorne[/color][/i][/center][/h2] [center][i]Location: Race, Main Stands[/i][/center] [center][i]Time: Sunday, Noon[/i][/center] Hopping carefully down one of the sets of stairs, Allison paused a moment as she neared the woman. She seemed to grow taller the closer she got to her and was beginning to become uneasy about how far up she would have to look to make eye contact. She really had no idea how she was going to start the conversation, but standing awkwardly beside someone and waiting for them to notice you is rather rude. Fortunately, Ashton seemed to notice her coming and was already facing her. The woman was smiling brightly, which was a good start. Allison would not have lasted long if the other woman was irritated or grumpy. Nearing her destination, she raised a hand and flicked her fingers to give the impression of a wave. She found herself face to face with a standard-issue firefighter badge, featuring the name ASHTON GRIFFONE. Allison wasn't wearing a name tag, so she would have to introduce herself formally. The badge was accompanied by an outstretched hand. Apparently she wanted to shake. Allison snapped herself back to reality, allowing her warm personality to shine through. Smiling, she gave Ashton a brief handshake. [color=9e0039]"Hi, I'm Allison. Hawthorne. Snap said I should come talk to you,"[/color] she said, forgetting that Ashton might not be familiar with Kelly Snapdragon's nickname. [color=9e0039]"You're really tall."[/color] The girl winced. That was definitely not a good way to make an introduction. As though the seven-foot-tall individual was not aware of their height. She noticed another woman nearby with white hair, who called out to her. She released Ashton's hand and stared at the other woman, unsure of what 'all medical' was supposed to mean. Fortunately for the three of them, the sunglasses masked her confusion. [color=9e0039]"Don't worry, I won't,"[/color] she replied, glossing over her ignorance. [color=9e0039]"We are pretty far back, so we can't see the cars all that great unless they're not moving. You should see Snap's car though, it's probably the coolest one here."[/color] -- [@Silver Fox] [@PrinceAlexus]