[center][color=00ffff][h2][i][b]Victoria van Dyne[/b][/i][/h2][/color][hr][color=00ffff][b]Location: [/b][/color]Grandstands
[color=00ffff][b]Skills/equipment: [/b][/color]ASTRA armor
[/center][hr]Victoria could summarize what happened in the last minute in one word.

[I][color=00ffff]Huh?[/color][/i]

She let go of the guardrail and stepped back, a mixture of different feelings plaguing her core, confusion chief among them.

[I][color=00ffff]What just happened? Did they only now just realize this business is less olympics and more hunger games? I've been trying to tell you for an eternity... At least Andy and Flynn have the stomach to follow through once they started! You don't wanna play anymore because a [b]fight turned ugly[/b]? What a fucking surpr-[/color][/i]

She paused her inner tirade.

[I][color=00ffff]Assumptions. Last time I made assumptions about why humans did things didn't work so well.[/color][/i] Vicky chastised herself, albeit logic did nothing to quell the emotions, merely suppressed them.

It looked like some of the contestants were still in it though. There was still useful data to be recorded, and she can ask Sabine and Leah for their thoughts on the matter when it was over. She needed more context.