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[center][sup]Basic Bitch Beach House --> The Gay Grove[/sup][/center]

[color=f26522]“I’ll try to talk slower...”[/color] 
Mariah bowed her head, mouthing the words, 'Thank you,' with a slight smile to Isla. She seemed alright-- anyone willing to slow down their incomprehensible accent was generally alright. Inwardly, Mariah imagined Isla and Hector trying to have a conversation, with both of them constantly saying 'Huh?' back and fourth. Smirking behind her fan, Mariah looked to Emily as Emily told her--

"But, we're witches-- What kind of witch goes to a warehouse to train?"
[color=#F3128D]"Everybody inna 90s movie went inta some kinda warehouse for a trainin' montage n' you absolutely know it,"[/color] snickered Mariah... And then Emily told someone they were, in fact, going to do a training montage.

[quote=Vaati? No, Vashti][color=darkcyan]“Nice to meet you. I like your fan. I’m [i]Vashti.[/i] I’d like to say that our meetings aren’t always like this. I’m sure Claudette was just about to introduce the two of you.”[/color][/quote]
Mariah smiled warmly at Vashti as Kara stepped forward to demo her powers for the group. To Vashti, Maria went on to tell her, [color=#F3128D]"Thanks, sis-- and Claudette already told me y'all can get a little, uh--"[/color] she fanned quickly as she said the word [color=#F3128D]"--rowdy. But I ain't afraid of nothin' like that. It's a lifestyle choice, honestly,"[/color] she concluded with a melodramatic sigh. She pat her leg, then slid her phone out of her pocket, beginning to text then...

[quote][sup][color=#F3128D]I need a lift, papito.[/color]

    [color=#CBABCB]Cachate >:([/color]

[color=#F3128D]Wooooow[/color]

    [color=#CBABCB]minutes 5 ok[/color][/sup][/quote]

When she took her phone out to start texting her ride, she heard Madison say, [b]"--Sounds like something the fuckin' FBI would say."[/b]
[color=#F3128D]"Say it louder, sis,"[/color] Mariah piped up, her nose practically buried in text messages. And Claudette-- oh Claudette sounded straight up like a scolding mom. [color=#F3128D]"Tsk tsk,"[/color] Mariah went, somehow joining Claudette's scolding despite being part of the problem previously. 

As so it was that Hector arrived on his LOUD motorcycle and drove behind Madison to take Mariah to the edge of the woods. He walked with her into them as in, he was the one stepping first into the underbrush, because Mariah figured there were snakes and he would probably shake off a snake bite like it wasn't shit. Plus? She was a dainty princess who's gentle skin could not handle a single twig brushing against it, as evidenced by the reappearance of the Hello Kitty parasol, and Hector going out of his way to keep branches from scraping her. 

Hector stood off in the woodline pissing as Mariah walked the last few feet to join the group. So. They were going to play Capture the Flag? Mariah, whilst holding her parasol, decided to double up her escape of the heat by taking her fan out again, as she eyed the other members. One thing was certain-- she wasn't exactly going to participate very well, seeing as she barely knew what her abilities could do, but she wanted to be on the winning team. 

[b]"...I think Isla would be a good member. Having her means an easy win, but we won't get much training if she can get it and come back,"[/b] some beefy guy with a [i]fucking Lion[/i] was saying.

[color=#F3128D]"Uhuh--Yeah-- If she on your team? I'm on your team,"[/color] Mariah told Herik, indicating Isla with a point of her fan, [color=#F3128D]"Cause obviously she the game breaker--"[/color] Mariah then told Isla [color=#F3128D]"--I'm on your team, sis!"[/color]