[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] SPACE! Again…
[color=#DDA0DD][b]Skills:[/b][/color] [/center][hr][hr]

	Nothing was coming to Antoinette by way of danger or people up ahead, which she wasn’t sure was good or not. However, she was temporarily distracted when Neil spoke quietly to her. She grinned at him a bit, her eyes sparkling, and her fingers tingled momentarily. She petted Arnold as she thought about how to organize her thoughts into the best storytelling for Neil and Mira.
	[color=#DDA0DD]”Well, this trip is a lot more enjoyable so far, all things considered. That one started off casually. We were looking for Lance’s dad when the radar started to go all weird. As we neared the location, we were surrounded by several ships and arrested. We got sent to this space prison, which was quite fascinating, really. I’ve never seen so many different types of species. They kept us in a large cell with a few other people. There was this really kind racoon who could talk. He was funny. He kept wanting other people’s limbs. Anyways, he and his friends helped us all escape. Truthfully, I don’t know if that prison is still there. We created quite the explosion. Oh! And I developed my new pyrotechnic power and got to really use it there. I will admit I am still slightly intimidated by it, but Guin has been helping me. Did she tell you she ran into alternate me? She didn’t go into a lot of details, but she always gets this look in her eyes when I ask… I’ve stopped asking.”[/color]
	Antoinette stared at the floor as they walked; memories flashed in her head of the prison and how she froze. Gunfire in enclosed spaces was never a good thing for her. She had barely recovered before they were sucked into that alternate reality. It was probably the second most terrifying moment in her life. Once they were back at the mansion, Antoinette started training right away. She didn't want to be vulnerable anymore or a liability to her friends. She cleared her throat, fixed her hair and looked dreamily at Mira — Antoinette's normal state.
	[color=#DDA0DD]"We could search the other rooms. I'm certain Bethany will find us."[/color]