[center][img] https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b3925-4631-76cc-9072-a66ea7622bec.webp[/img][/center][center][/center][hr] [hr][center][b][color=ffcb00]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival 
[b][color=ffcb00]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Thousand-Faced Rose, Rune Stones
[b][color=ffcb00]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] Letterman jacket, baggy pants, sneakers.[/center][hr]

Blades on, Leah pushed forward onto the ice and let the momentum of her huge form carry her forth. Someone needed to study the simple act of gliding over smooth ice on blades in a lab, it was such a simple thing and yet Leah felt like she never had a single hardship in her life. She was free and weightless, just soaring forward and swerving like a spaceship in an endless void. Any other time, it took effort to move this swift and agile, and Leah used to be a bit quicker on her feet before her transformation. Her uncanny strength was enough to send her flying, but now? Mow, she was bigger, heavier, and the Square Cube Law seemed to matter a little. This was nice, though. It was great to just chill the hell out with her girl and-

Oh. Who the fuck?

Jyoti Singh, one of the washouts from about a year ago. They lost, got their shit rocked before they even finished qualifications for the Contest of Champions. They didn’t even land on the board, and she wanted to run her little mouth about Leah motherfucking Jordan and Sabine motherfucking Bassard? Oh, [i]hell no.[/i] Leah veered back to the other side of the rink and came to a blistering stop. Her blades went perpendicular to her direction of travel, with enough friction against the ice that it sent a cloud of little shavings in Jyoti’s direction.

[color=ffcb00]”Hey, kids,”[/color] Leah greeted, as if she wasn’t only a year older than them. She looked Jyoti right in the eyes and out on her best snarky bitch impressiom. [color=ffcb00]”I don’t think we’ve met, you new here? Name’s Leah, or Seidkona if you’re being fancy. Lemme give you some advice… Whenever you look into tryouts for the next Contest, don’t worry about what other people are doing. If you’ve got time to do that, you’ve got time to improve your control of your powers.”[/color]

Leah was lying, of course. She remembered Jyoti, but Jyoti seemed like the sort of bitch who didn’t like being forgotten. The most popular girl of her grade, meeting someone way more famous who didn’t even know her name? Leah was smiling internally, despite the stone cold expression on her face.

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[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b3925-0274-729f-8f88-83effadccda8.webp[/img][/center][center][/center][hr] [center][b][color=b940da]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival 
[b][color=b940da]Magic Items:[/color][/b] [sub]She’s no magician but you know she’s got that magic wand.[/sub]
[b][color=b940da]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] Floral button-up, slacks, converse shoes.[/center][hr]

[color=b940da]”Makes sense. Got my powers pretty easy, no one around and I had time to play with them. Never been up on stage myself, but I already miss being home. I know it’ll be there when I get back, but it’ll be different.”[/color] Marlena respected the decision Millie was making to actually live her life and not let the hero thing overtake it. That was something Marlena would’ve preferred, just doing ordinary kid things. She didn’t really have a big career in front of cameras like Millie, but thinking about it, Marlena imagined her powers would just be a secret. Something private for her and her alone before she went up on whatever stage she appeared on.

Right then and there, Marlena made the mental decision that she’d get to know Millie better at some point. She needed a friend that was actually new here. Chase and Ben were on that radar too, maybe she could group all of them up one day.

They got to the tables, and the most gender noncomforming lady Marlena had ever laid eyes upon approached her and Millie. A Dwarf talking up a storm about weakness and a hockey team.

[color=b940da]”I dunno, being pretty’s one of my skills,”[/color] Marlena joked. But she paid close attention to Natmokara’s pitch for a hockey team. That sounded [i]fun,[/i] actually. Marlena never took an interest in sports (Marlena Evans? Playing a sport? She’d never hear the end of it from concerned parents.), but why not? [color=b940da]”Marlena Evans. Never tried it, but you’ve got my attention. Love the braids, by the way. This superpowered hockey team or nah? I’d be more likely to give it a shot if not. What am I signing?”[/color]