[center][h2][b][i][color=00ffff]Victoria[/color][/i][/b][/h2][hr][color=00ffff][b]Location:[/b][/color] Grandstands
[color=00ffff][b]Skills/Equipment:[/b][/color] None[/center][hr][color=00ffff]"Roger that."[/color] Victoria nodded at Nicolas. If nothing else this brother was a bit more forthcoming with mission details. 

The message from Vision rubbed her wrong though, and she hammered her fingers against the display as she typed:[hr][indent][b]From:[/b] [i]Victoria v. D.[/i]
[b]To:[/b] [i]Vision[/i]
What do you mean 'not needed'? What's the point of laws and rules then?

If someone steals a granny's purse on the street, and a passer-by takes it off of him and returns it to the granny, but the thief runs away, do we not look for the thief to prosecute him just because the harm was undone?!

A crime is a crime, and a rule breach is a rule breach. If they played a stupid game, they deserve a stupid prize, otherwise the rule has no point and this behavior is invited in the future.[/indent][hr]Her teeth ground against each other, threatening to spit out fake nanite enamel and possibly adamantium powder. This from an avenger...

Ready to get the hell out, she excused herself from the brothers, neutralized Magneto's power-incontinence around herself and headed out of the stands just as Sabine talked to her again. [Color=00ffff][i]"I've talked to Vis and he confirmed they declared nothing but a mace, and that a memory of them taking something after the medical exam is sufficiently damning to bring it to the judges. If what you saw fits, bring it to him. I'm forwarding you our conversation for details. I'm about to head out to the hotel anyway to have a look, so I'll probably be out of range - phone me if you need me before I'm back."[/i][/color] she thought over as she searched for an exit.

It didn't go well.

When she passed a particular feature on the wall for what she thought was the second time, she scratched an X on the wall and sure enough, after a while of walking only forward, she arrived at it again. [Sub][Color=00ffff]"I hate spatial magic..."[/color][/sub] she cursed under her breath, and turned to another hallway to try a different route...

...and found herself face to face with one of the items on the top of the list of people she didn't want to see. Her creator, eyes, mouth and hands pixelated beyond recognition by her protection macro, accompanied by her sister. Victoria froze mid-stride, and Sabine would be hit by a barrage of feelings emanating from her. Surprise. Then anger. Then existential dread. And her promised backup was still in the arena.

Forcing herself to remain calm (sans the fingernails digging into her palms), she decided to try and dodge the situation for now. Realistically, she expected this would happen, but right now, she wasn't ready for that conversation. [Color=00ffff]"Hi. Busy investigating cheating scumbag would-be wizards. Talk later?"[/color] she said, moving to go around them.