[center][color=00ffff][h2][i][b]Victoria van Dyne[/b][/i][/h2][/color][hr][color=00ffff][b]Location: [/b][/color]The court of two sisters
[color=00ffff][b]Equipment: [/b][/color]Multi-field generators
[color=00ffff][b]Skills: [/b][/color]N/A
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The way Cassie talked about grabbing her followed by sticking her tongue out at her gave Victoria a brief flashback of XCOM's vipers. And Cassandra [b]would[/b] be thinking about making use of her powers to force Vicky to the dance floor - Vicky was using hers to stay away from it, and they were sisters. Of course she would. [Color=00ffff]"Cassandra Lang, if you grab me with an oversized tongue, it won't be a dance battle on your hand, it will just be [b]a[/b] battle."[/color] she said with a shudder. That'd never clean off of the suit.

She was content to just sit and watch as more people made use of her shenanigans. Did she feel like a piece of furniture at this party? Yes. Did she mind? No. She was used to being in the background, and helping the rest have their fun was fun for her.

That thought made Vicky think about where she belonged in this ecosystem. She now knew she was more or less free to pick her own path. Her own mission. With the scene in front of her, the decision seemed simple. She would work to protect those in need, as was her original purpose, yes. Unlike the original scope of the ASTRA project though, she wouldn't limit her actions to just one subspecies of human, or humans altogether. The original mission would have her sacrifice her classmates if that resulted in a net gain of human lives saved. Victoria could not do that. Not anymore.

As her eyes ticked from Cassie, to the newly arrived Hope and Scott, to Leah, Sabine, Danni, Dorian and others, the mission statement collapsed to individual names like a wave function when observed. She was built to grow to care about humans. Anonymous, statistical. Now that she was looking around her, it looked like that idea might have been flawed from the start, too. Because that didn't come without the ability to care about some of them more than others. [I][color=00ffff]So yeah, above all else, I will do my damned best to take care of the people that matter to me. I already failed once.[/color][/i] she winced as she remembered that day. Blasting Andy out of existence. Stepping in front of April as the biggest mistake of her life tried to end her too. It didn't leave her trembling as it did weeks before, but that day would never go away. She was beaten, thoroughly and absolutely, [b]in her own native environment.[/b]

[I][color=00ffff]But before I can do that, I'll need to patch a few security issues.[/color][/i] with that, she leaned back against the chair, observing the dance floor, while delving to her code documentation in the background, annotating what she needed to patch over the winter break.