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The pink-haired girl had opted to remain quiet.

There were so many people to keep track of. So many people who had to rely on each other. To fail as one, together. To her, these personalities? How did they all fit in with one another? Their weapons, their manifested abilities, their haughty opinions – especially the one who spoke the loudest and with the most scorn. That desperation for things to go to plan. She could admire that, at least.

[color=hotpink]“I would also like to get started.”[/color] She chimed in, her tone friendly and with eagerness. [color=hotpink]“I’m Lee.”[/color]

Well, technically her name was [i]Leilani[/i]. Leilani Lee.

She had little interest in divulging her last name to her fellow would-be heroes. The name Louris was a known one and the burning of their estate was also news that was still fresh in mind. She didn’t want to be associated with it or have more questions crop up then needed to be answered. Those assessing her talents knew what they knew and they needed to know that information. She was guarded, and remained so, and that would not change in the moment. The important business was less on people asking questions about her, but more about the trials that were to come and how well the team would perform under stress. Cooperation with no knowledge meant they would have to react and coordinate on the go. This meant she had to keep her eyes open. Study her allies. Create quick strategies and execute them swiftly. 

There was no option for failure. She refused to even acknowledge such a fate.

[color=hotpink]“We won’t fail. I believe in everyone.”[/color]