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[color=00f0ff][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Franklin[/center]
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“Geeze. That many disqualifications? What'd they do to have that happen?” Frankie mused out loud. Igor having since crawled down off of him and scurried about the floor of the bleachers as he grabbed treats that had fallen out of others bags. “Nah, I didn't actually do any betting. I'd say I'm not a gambling man but…well my string of magic is all about chance and science to an extent. Even when I know the odds I still push them. What about you? Did you place a bet?” He wanted to add, hopefully not with those Macleod twins, but didn't dare say that out loud while they were around. His attention snapped back to the field as the Hex Girls went after some California girl. Rough. 

He leaned forward in his seat, elbows pressed into his knees as he watched the enemy team dance around their attacks. Battle hardened indeed. But in the end, they snagged their target. Blondie was toast. “Oof, I'd hate to be her right now.”


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[color=585c74][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Chase[/center]
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[Color=585c74]”Does your uncle [i]usually[/i] drag you around to watch children beat each other up? That's a bit weird.”[/color] Chase offered up as he grabbed a few more bites himself. Watching as the fight unfurled before him, and jumping up and cheering when one of them finally got got. [Color=585c74]”Whooooo! Get'er!”[/color] He called out before sitting back down and looking Ben up and down for a moment. [Color=585c74]”You ask me who I am and don't even offer up your own name? What kind of bullshit is that? You want an answer offer up your own first. I even shared my snacks with you.”[/color] 

He watched as the kid sunk further into his seat. [Color=585c74]”And why you slouching so much? You trying to cuddle or something? I mean im flattered really, but we barely know each other. At least buy me a soda first.”[/color] Chase teased.

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[color=8a9a5b]Location:[/color] Hall of Ancients, Strange Academy
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[color=8a9a5b]Skills:[/color] N/A
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Barty nodded towards his brother before turning his attention towards Vicky. [Color=8a9a5b]”First and foremost. Make sure when you go to acquire this gem that you're shielded in the same manner that you are now. Though given your…allergies, I doubt that you can afford to remove it from yourself anyways. As for the rest of your questions, well some of it is as if you weren't even listening. I'll give you the room number before we part from this, unless your plan was to leave immediately and seem exceptionally suspicious or worse get yourself in trouble with your school. I have no image of this item though my lovely brother could provide one with a simple illusion if you truly need to see what a ruby red gem looks like. As for who you have to go through? No one. As stated before the room is vacant, uninhabited, devoid of the presence of another, without an occupant, need I go on?”[/color]