[hr][center][i][H3][color=00ffff]Shieldmaiden[/color][/h3]Victoria van Dyne[/i][hr][b][Color=00ffff]Location:[/color][/b] Inside spaceship 
[B][Color=00ffff]Skills: [/color][/b]Savagery[/center][hr]And just like that, the magic - and entertainment - were gone. She did manage to record some interesting data about the phenomenon to be analyzed in detail later, perhaps something that could help her refine her vectored field control in the visible spectrum. Also, she recorded enough data on her pathetic her classmates were in dealing with such a minor nuisance. Some of them seemed downright frozen in fright, as far as their body language went, although she did not think to also observe the people in detail to gauge their vitals to confirm her theory. She'd have to note it down for further assessment. If she could neutralize some of them by tossing a beehive on them? That just made her future job easy.

Her musings were interrupted by someone giving her an earful. Vicky had to admit, the boy got a drop on her, her internal reaction to the fact a lot more profane. [Color=00ffff]"Hi, I'm Victoria, nice to meet you."[/color] she rolled her eyes on him. [Color=00ffff][i]Rude.[/i] "And, actually, no. I could not do much more than wave my perfectly human arms at those bugs, like the lot of you seemed keen on, rather than doing the sensible thing and backing away slowly. I suppose I could have ran to the armory and put my armor on and then come back to the situation already being resolved, yeah that would have been efficient."[/color] she said, her tone dripping sarcasm. [Color=00ffff]"Although if we are to assume every problem has a superpowered solution, well, if only there was someone here with an actually effective superpower, like, say, able to douse the flaming bees in water. Oh, wait, there was! Or perhaps someone able to teleport you all to safety. Hm, right, they Fox-trot Oscar'd leaving you to deal with it. Go team!"[/color] she snorted derisively, getting up and staring down Dorian's eyes, her tone growing dark, [Color=00ffff]"Or I suppose I could have walked over and knocked the lights of the culprit causing this out, but then someone would be standing over me, chewing me out for being a bully despite actually pulling your hides out of the fire."[/color]

She wanted to just leave after that, not liking where her mind was taking her. It seemed that she was worried about socializing for the wrong reasons. She thought she would shut down and get lost, her voice overpowered by all of the others. Instead, people seemed to drive her mad, and she quickly lost her filter, turning into an ass of a person. Maybe she should retire to the workshop - Machines behaved logically and predictably, unlike people. Still, a small but loud part of her was curious about how the inevitable shitstorm of a reply would be delivered, so she stayed. [color=00ffff]"So, what would you have me do in this situation?"[/color] she shrugged.