[center][color=00ffff][h2][i][b]Victoria van Dyne[/b][/i][/h2][/color][hr][color=00ffff][b]Location: [/b][/color]Fairgrounds
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[color=00ffff][b]Powers / skills: [/b][/color]N/A[/center][hr]It seemed like her advice was somewhat received, which Vicky supposed was the best she could hope for coming in from the position of a more or less a complete stranger to these two. Hopefully the rest of this school year would be less dramatic and these two would not have to deal with the same level of drama and just [i]weird shit[/i]. Time would tell.

From what Millicent said though, if the future of the school year could be correlated to the festival levels of drama, then hot chocolate ice walls seemed a lot more [i]chill[/i] than flaming bees, so maybe that was a good sign. [color=00ffff][i]Aaaaand jinx. I will eat my thoughts later, I bet...[/i][/color] Vicky winced at that thought.

Not as hard as she would wince at being called Taylor swift though, not to mention the insane pitch of voice that assaulted her audio receptors. Her first thought was to simply sign the faces with the signature the flock of sheep desired, however Millie had to go and tell the truth. With her prospect of amusement lost, she wanted to be anywhere but inside of a group of popstar fans. [color=00ffff]"Right, I promised someone I'll join them at the tubing thing, so... see ya later!"[/color] she excused herself and fled towards the slides.