[hr][hr][center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/I6mf9Ct4crxUqfPuGcRdA3g-s-RA--eXx7HnRAi9MIA/https/i.imgur.com/ZF1PQyX.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=darkgray]Location:[/color][/b] Atrium
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	[color=darkgray]"That's right,"[/color] Cal said when Manny and Sophia voiced their agreement, though it sounded to her as though it was less out of passion or loyalty and more out of analysis. Not that it mattered much to her; as long they were defending her, she'd put them down as allies. Though Manny didn't particularly strike her as friend material. In fact, she wasn't sure she could picture Manny being friends with anyone. She let out a sigh as she dropped her hands back to her side. [color=darkgray]"We shouldn't throw stones 'till we figure out what our houses are made of, yeah?"[/color] Now that she was out of immediate danger, she glanced over to the exit of the atrium. Part of her wanted to go check up on the little weirdo, but that part was stopped by her conscious mind. The kid probably didn't want to see her, though she couldn't work out why. Not to mention her fast friendship with Ted Bundy Jr., who Cal was sure would not hesitate to make good on his threats. When Sophia asked about skills, Cal turned her attention back on her. Vinnie, though, as helpful as ever, decided insulting her was a better use of her time than putting her own skills forward.

	[color=darkgray]"Oh, fuck off. No one looks good in hats. They were only invented to keep ancient helmetsmiths in business during times of peace,"[/color] she snarled, jutting her head out at Vinnie like an animal trying to intimidate an oncoming predator. The defensive stance didn't last long as she pulled her head back, her toothy frown fading as she looked back to Sophia. [color=darkgray]"Other than my medical knowledge? I'm not completely sure, to be honest. I think I'm good with people...well, relating to them at least. Reading them, feeling what they might be feeling. And I'm good under stress, though Miss ADD over there is testing that one."[/color] Cal decided it would be best to leave out the little bit of her brain devoted to constantly spinning out lies. Trust wasn't exactly something she had an abundance of, and revealing that her head was a deceit factory wasn't going to help. Her lips curled into a frown as she let out a huff, her fingers flexing. [color=darkgray]"Was anyone's sentimental bedside gift a pack of ciggies by chance, because I could fuckin' go for a smoke."[/color]