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[color=F4F0EC][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] [color=ed1c24]JoJo[/color] [@HereComesTheSnow], 
[color=6ecff6]Dal[/color] [@Plank Sinatra], 
[color=9e0b0f]Dana[/color] [@Plank Sinatra], 
[color=cadetblue]Beks[/color] [@Krayzikk],[/sub][/right]
[sub]☠ [color=e03c31]Marcella Aveline Bonaparte[/color] ☠ [color=e03c31]20, Fifth Year[/color][/sub]
[sub]Ψ [color=20b2aa]Rhea Franky Psomas[/color] Ψ [color=20b2aa]19, Fourth Year[/color][/sub]
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[color=20b2aa]"Well, just about who you'd expect honestly."[/color] Rhea said, sizing up Dallas' disposition. It had been Beats 1 from the time he picked Rhea up to their arrival at the academy, his energy generally ebbing and flowing through each song that came on. She was more of a Billy Joel fan than a Billie Eilish, but it was a nice break from the familiar. [color=20b2aa]"Let's see, we've got about two kids per parent, generally speaking."[/color] Rhea said sizing up the group of them. [color=20b2aa]"Save for me, no half-brothers or sisters as far as I can tell."[/color] Uneasiness flashed through Rhea's eyes before her smile retook its place on her lips. 

[color=20b2aa]"I don't think there should be any big surprises, although seeing how the group is trending, we seem to have a large number of fuckers on our hands."[/color] The Daughter of Poseidon giggled through the words, her eyes scanning all the future hangovers in the room. [color=20b2aa]"Should make for quite a bit of fun."[/color] Her gaze returned to Dallas just in time to issue him a patented Psomas wink. 

She scanned out once more into the crowd, noting Bekah and Dana speaking to Marcy, Jonas was with them as well. They were reunited this year certainly in a much stranger way than what was the usual more casual friendship. Now they found themselves at the beginning of a whole new crossroads. Surely, they'd be tested and perhaps in ways none of them would've expected to be.

However, Rhea found herself wholly unconcerned with what kinds of tests they would be given, or how they would be challenged. Rather, her dread came from an uninspired group of potential fun nights. Her gaze didn't return anyone she wanted to chase, perhaps someone would surprise her. No doubt she'd walk in on Marcy and Dallas going at it like... 

[color=20b2aa]"Anyway Dal, I think we should start making sure the word is clear insofar as your party. BYOB or are we buying a keg?"[/color]

Marcy whipped her hair out of her face as she pulled away from Dana's hug after a few seconds, throwing her hazel stare towards Bekah.

[color=e03c31]"Darling, I would be honoured to make a contribution to whatever small war fund you've started up. It would be my pleasure,"[/color] Marcy's eyes lingered on Bekah's frame but also flitted over to Dana. [color=e03c31]"I know that this one can't wait to go shopping, if I remember a [i]single[/i] thing about this school."[/color]

Marcy stifled a small laugh to avoid people thinking she made a habit of laughing at her own observations. Her eyes quickly sharpened however, critically examining those in her surroundings. Word had already started to spread about the yearly welcoming that Dal liked to organize. She wanted to let loose and have some fun for the first time in months tonight. She was scanning the crowd to see if there was anyone that she needed to weed out to make sure that could happen. There were a few kids who would've have considered themselves outsiders, her brother dearest came to mind. However, no one that couldn't use a good loosening up. Placated with tequila most of the group seemed like they would adequately misbehave. 

It was uncanny and Marcy would be lying if she hadn't considered that grouping so many ne'er do wells together might've been part of the test. She just didn't give a fuck. She was here for a good time, and quite potentially for all eternity.

But whatever, it was a block party not a riot.

[color=e03c31]"I need to be on my A-Game tonight."[/color] Marcy said confidently towards the other women. Bekah and Dana were damn near the living embodiment of a power move, so Marcy assumed that they always were on their own respective shit. [color=e03c31]"It's been too long since I let my hair down."[/color] Marcy said with a characteristic devilish grin.