[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=8A2BE2]Alexandra Andonova[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/nitYfWiiP0cP6/giphy.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=8A2BE2]Failure is not a crime. The crime is not trying.

[/color][/h3][/I][color=8A2BE2]- [I]Ron Dellums[/I][/color][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=8A2BE2]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp (Main House) - Carnival Setup
[b][color=8A2BE2]Skills:[/color][/b] Travel, Russian
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	Alexandra's pace slowed, before eventually coming to a halt as her gaze took everything in. Her dark eyes landed on the source of the sudden uproar, a man dangling precariously at a considerable height from a broken off piece of metal. Her breath left her in a small exhale. Her brows creased as her gaze then flitted around to take in the other circus folk running to and fro, understandably in a frenzied panic. She didn't know these people. She didn't what they were doing here or what their intentions were. However, she couldn't overlook a person in need. People could say or think whatever they wanted, and given her past behavior, she couldn't really blame them. But, mark her words, she wasn't coldhearted. Her gaze gravitated back to the man. It wasn't really a question in her mind that she would try to help him. The question was how?

	She didn't have much time to ponder the matter when a voice sounded behind her. She jumped slightly, turning around to meet Gilbert's gaze. She blinked as she let the question and its implications fully sink in. Use her powers in front of strangers? Wouldn't that be considered drawing unnecessary attention to themselves? Then again, it was a request from an Emendator, so she had to trust his judgment. Besides, she could always use Mesmerize to make the people forget that they had seen something rather unexplainable. Her gaze turned back to the man in need and the contraption he was dangling from. She noted the height and positioning and how she would have to execute her skill in order to rescue the man and live to tell the tale. Her gaze finally returned to Gilbert with a glint of determination in the brown depths of her eyes. The corner of her lips pulled up into a smirk. [color=8A2BE2]"I suppose we vill find out, now von't we?"[/color] she remarked. She then turned away from him and walked towards Colossus with a certain confidence to her strides. She took in a deep focusing breath before focusing her gaze on the spot right next to Jonsey. She would have to grab ahold of the piece of metal the very moment she popped up there. Otherwise, well--[I]SPLAT[/I]. She took in several steadying breaths, before channeling her power of Travel.

	Alexandra suddenly winked out of existence and appeared again much higher up in the air. As soon as she felt herself materialize, she quickly grabbed ahold of the nearest object. However, she quickly realized that her aim must have been off as instead of having the feel of metal beneath her fingertips, she had a death grip on Jonesy's foot. [color=8A2BE2]"Проклятье!"[/color] she cursed in Russian. She abruptly looked up to someplace higher and more secure, before using Travel again. [color=8A2BE2]"Yes, much better!"[/color] she exclaimed as she felt a sturdy seat now below her feet, before she peered over the side of it. [color=8A2BE2]"Err, or maybe not."[/color] She was much higher now then she had expected, let alone planned. She was at the top of the machine actually. [I]Dammit,[/I] she thought.