[center][h1][color=ec008c]Alexandria "Alexis" Deva[/color][/h1][/center]

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Two out of the three of them caught on. This wasn't good to Alexis. She didn't want pity. She hated the feeling of being pitied. It made her feel small, weak, and helpless. It made her feel as if she had to depend on others. She depended on others to admire and praise her, not to pick her up whenever she felt down on something! She wouldn't stand for it. Others are supposed to be either her rivals or fans. That was the way she decided it would work for her aspirations.  There would only be competition to push her forward and propel her towards her goals, or otherwise there would be hard-earned admirers. She had no need for companions outside of her team, and the only people that were the exceptions to her views are those she admired and strove to be like.

Luckily for Alexis she didn't need to think of a way to change the subject. The boy -Tie or whatever he said his name was- had given her the perfect question. Not only did it shift the focus of the conversation, but it provided a chance to swap her tone back to how it usually was. 

It took only a moment.

"[color=ec008c]Hmph! How bold of you all to think that I need any say in what Gabby would evolve into. Any path she chooses to take will be more than exceptional.[/color]"

There. That should be good enough to cover up her earlier attitude for a moment.

"[color=ec008c]In any case, I will be going with you. It would benefit me to see how the quality of my competition has improved or degraded. Preferably the former.[/color]"