[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A020F0]Waverley Watts[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/d72f0c2c2cd8e1f3f97b84e343e0516a/tumblr_pshnnbcZMI1rptfs5o1_400.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=A020F0][b]Location:[/b][/color] New Rome - Coffee Shop
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	[color=A020F0]"Oh, thanks,"[/color] Waverley mumbled as Madalyne dragged a chair over for her, which she didn't hesitate to plop down in once she had placed her guitar leaning up against it. As Madalyne explained that they wouldn't, in fact, be going to New York, Waverley's shoulders slumped, a small frown creeping onto her lips. The concept of going back there had gotten her so excited, so it was natural she'd be a bit disappointed with the letdown. Her frown lessened and her eyebrows raised in interest, however, when the praetor began to describe where they'd actually be going. Waverley had heard of Mount Tamalpais before, but she'd never been there. After years of travelling, she'd grown to enjoy new experiences.

	[color=A020F0]"Gotcha...So how many days should I pack for?"[/color] she asked, not directing the question at anyone in particular. They all likely had enough knowledge on these kinds of quest to answer the simple question. When Nancy mentioned Leandra, Waverley flinched a little bit. She knew the girl, and had mixed feelings on her. She liked some of the girl's ideas, as well as her ambition, but she was a little...intense, to put it nicely. Even so, it never seemed to her like the girl was in the business of arguing on things simply for the sake of arguing. She tilted her head, her teeth beginning to nibble on her straw once again as her attention landed on Nancy. [color=A020F0]"Do you really think she'd do that? She kind of seems like she's got better things to do."[/color]