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[indent][indent][color=darkgray] Melissa was feeling all her powers at the moment. Checking in with various members of the party made sure that her fellow Rosefell students knew where the happy juice was coming from and that her new Liberty subjects knew where they stood. But most of all, that they were having a good time. And for the most part everyone was, thanks to the provided beverages and the high from the Knights' victory earlier in the evening. Things were pretty good. The only problem was that her glass was nearing empty again.

As she tried to make her way back towards the table that held the promise of refills, the crowd was starting to pack together. This wasn't acceptable. As the cheerleader aimed to muscle her way through towards the nectar, it was proving more difficult than she believed. She was bracing for a bulldozing attempt that would have made J.K. Dobbins proud.

However, her attempt was thwarted as someone bumped into her, knocking her off balance and causing her to drop what remained of her vodka cran. Now she would have to get a new cup as well? Animals. [color=CE0F3D]"Hey! Watch where you're going, you lummox,"[/color] she cautioned as she looked over as the black-haired person responsible for this new problem emerging to block this quest. 

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