[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Palace Grounds E5 -- New York City, New York.
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Antoinette watched as her friend raced off after telling her to head towards the Palace. It would have been a great idea but Antoinette was now in-between Prince Flynn and the King of the world and she was still trying to process the fact that he was actually a bad person. Not to mention, the yelling and the constant ring of gunfire going on around her. It was enough to push any non-combative person into the fetal position but Antoinette remained standing, too shocked to do anything else. Her eyes continued to flare in colour, her vision along with it and she was starting to feel the beginnings of a headache from the overstimulation. 
Her intuition was going haywire as she was hit with sensation after sensation of something terrible and awful going on. It was obvious to see, it was going on all around but it wouldn’t shut off. And then out of the corner of her eye she saw a little penguin, flapping its wings and squawking at her. She seemed to relax a moment but then her vision shifted and it was covered in blood and seemingly falling apart in front of her eyes. It stumbled towards her then turned and headed for Magneto. It reached out, calling to him before it completely disintegrated. Antoinette stared in horror at what her mind had created but then the debris started to shift until a great bird rose up. It seemed to be on fire as it fanned out its wings and looked at Antoinette. The Phoenix cried out before launching itself into the sky and disappeared. 
As if it couldn’t get any more weird than a disintegrating penguin then random phoenix. Antoinette’s head was pounding, her eyes still flaring when she turned away from the King and looked at Flynn. She didn’t know why but that strange illusion brought up Wanda for her and she was suddenly very concerned. [color=#DDA0DD]”Where is your sister?”[/color] Formality was completely thrown out the window and Antoinette was normally very good at remaining formal.