[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/BR9BhrY.png[/img][/center][hr] [color=eea2d3]"Macho, macho man~ Hmm hmmhmm hm, a macho~ man! Macho, hm hm hm~ Hey! Hey! Hey, Hey, Hey!"[/color] Third from last row, a cheery girl sat by her lonesome. Nodding along to a hum she sang all by herself as she stared blissfully out the side window. When she first chose this spot, she shared her seat with another; though that girl seemed to no longer be found, and everyone who was anyone accounted for when the bus finally rolled out for their little field trip. So, she was left to stare at the town that is, was, and always will be her home. The broken scars of the past out for everyone to see. It wasn't a secret to what happened while she lived in this city, though it didn't affect everyone the same. Axel could easily be described as blissfully unaware of the past this city had gone through in the past few years; though they'd only be half right. Where others screamed and sought resolution to the conflict, Axel showed no sign of acknowledgement to the city's perils. Acting if there were no danger between her and her destinations. Exploring the city during its darkest hour. Yet somehow, for some reason, here she was; on a bus to learn how to be a hero. The bus rolled to a stop. Though, she didn't bother to move. She was happy humming along to a different beat now as the others shuffled around, talking to one another. A baby landed in the bus and she was instantly curious. making her way forward she could hear a little better of what was going on, though she paid little attention to everything but rescuing the doll from reckless abandonment. She picked it up of the ledge and carried it back to her seat. Talking in a mix match of language barely comprehensible, though more to the nature of what she able to gather about their objective. Supposedly, everyone was waiting for a signal. She and the baby looked out the window from her seat, noting the girl that she first sat with had joined up again with the others. 𝒜𝓍𝑒𝓁 couldn't wait for the show to start. People were talking about splitting off in to teams, and not splitting off, and all sort of thoughts and opinions on what to do. To which she had nothing to add. Rather she merely waited for the signal to start them off. Perhaps she should first go find more babies. She didn't exactly bring clothes to tussle in.