[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=b71d5d]Andy[/color] [/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=b71d5d]Location:[/color][/b]The Big House[/center]
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Andy was slightly relieved to know it wasn't some random personal vendetta against her. She picked up the wine glass of coke and followed Chiron over to the group of kids and actual for real flying horses. Andy didn't know what they were called but there were horses with wings. She stared. Andy found herself half hiding behind Chiron glancing over the group. 

When skeletons literally appeared out of the ground she yelped and spilled most of the soda. Okay, flying horses and skeletons. Sure why not. It wasn't like she hadn't controlled electricity before, shocking numerous foster siblings and bullies before running away. So why not. She took a couple of deep breaths, drank the rest of the coke, and took a tenuous step forward to join the group. If she could just blend in that would be perfect.