[b][i]Can this be called an intermission? Hecc if I know at this point.[/i][/b]

 Seems after the tournament was announced, everyone went back into work mode. Amanda did concider entering the tournament, but what could her dream magic do? She wasn't really built for physical fighting, as per her gift giving her some extra help with that. Even now she idly twirled the dagger in her hand. With a bored huff, she glance to Valerie.

 [color=violet]"Val?"[/color] 

 [color=lightsteelblue]"Hm?"[/color]

 [color=violet]"I'm bored."[/color]

 Valerie looked back with a risen brow. [color=Lightsteelblue]"Why don't you go find MDP?"[/color]

 [color=violet]"She's on a date with Penny."[/color] The magician shrugged. Both Valerie's eyebrows rose. Penny had a girlfriend?

 [color=Lightsteelblue]"Eliza?"[/color]

 [color=Violet]"I don't think she wants to be bothered right now. Besides,"[/color] Amanda motioned to the mentioned witch. [color=violet]"Girl's got a growth spurt to get used to."[/color]

 [color=Lightsteelblue]"Oh damn. What about Cerise- Er, [i]Other[/i] Cerise?"[/color]

 [color=Violet]"Saw her leave with Tetrad. Can't blame them."[/color]

 [color=Lightsteelblue]"Maribel? And those other ladies?"[/color]

 [color=violet]"They're kinda scattered now, it'd take too long to find them.[/color]

 At this rate Valerie was flabbergasted. [color=lightsteelblue]"Maura?? Connie and Mia?? ANYONE???"[/color]

 Amanda was about to say something about volume control when it dawned on her. [color=Violet]"Actually, I don't think Connie and Mia are doing anything right now. Come on, let's go look for them!"[/color]

 [color=lightsteelblue]"Finally!!"[/color] The two got up from their seats, prepared to head out. But before they could, Amanda felt an unwanted presence rest on her hip. She didn't even need to look to know who it is.

 [color=lightsteelblue]"Hey Amanda, is everything o- ....Well shit."[/color] Valerie turned around to check up on Amanda, only to catch a glimpse of the magician's current expression. It was enough to convince her not to intervene.


 After Oros was done talking, Amanda ever so slowly turned her head towards her. A murderous glare, a warning in itself. 

 [color=mediumvioletred]"I will give you 'till the count of 10 to get your goddamn ass off me, and out of my sight, or I will be throwing it to the next fucking island. You hear me loud and clear, you little shit?"[/color] Amanda's voice was but a whisper, loud enough for Oros alone to hear it, but it still seethed with rage. She began counting. [color=mediumvioletred]"1...2....3..."[/color]