[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0d/fd/87/0dfd874daf3640945d89f7883eaca3b6.gif[/img] [color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Palace: New York City, New York. [color=#DDA0DD][b]Skills:[/b][/color] [/center][hr][hr] Antoinette was too busy in her world dancing with Princess Wanda to hear October’s alarming comment about fire starting. That of course, would not be a very brilliant idea. She smiled at Wanda’s giggle. It was almost like a fairy’s laugh. Or what Antoinette presumed a fairy’s laugh would sound like. She twirled the Princess around again before a strange red ribbon appeared. What on earth? It seemed to form right next to Wanda and lead a path through the crowd. [color=#DDA0DD]”It seems, someone has already beat us to the punch Carolina. Let us follow it!”[/color] Antoinette latched onto the ribbon and skipped along beside it and danced under it as she moved across the room to find where it ended. She stumbled across Max and cocked her head to stare at him. It seemed he had conjured the thing out of thin air. Some sort of material manipulator. Antoinette wasn’t fully certain. [color=#DDA0DD]”What an interesting way to draw someone’s attention,”[/color] Antoinette noted as she stared doe-eyed at the man she had never met before.