Rather suddenly, Cassandra found herself pulled out of the rather pleasant dream she had been having to find herself sitting up in her bed as an indistinct sense of dread gripped her heart. Glancing around the room she found nothing immediately amiss; everything was still in place, her deck was still sat beside her pillow and the shared door between her room and her neighbours was still shut and locked from her side besides. Nothing was wrong and yet she knew that something was very wrong.
Taking a deep breath, she placed a hand to her chest and felt her heartbeat slow from its rapid pace to something more normal as she calmed herself down. Once that was done, all on their own her eyes drifted towards the window, to where the eerie light from outside was just barely peeking past her curtains. Too sickly looking to be moonlight, too pale and soft to be a streetlight, the unnatural beams of light danced and waved as if whatever was causing it was constantly moving.
Throwing her covers off of herself Cassandra got out of bed and moved towards the window. She gingerly lifted a corner and peeked outside to see the stormy sky and geyser of otherworldly light rising towards the heavens. She also saw Naga, her duel spirit sitting on the window with her little hands pressed against the glass; when Cassandra saw her, the snake turned towards her and met her gaze with a concerned look.
“Hmm, you’re right; that’s not good.”
Hurrying over to her wardrobe, Cassandra quickly put on a jacket and some shoes before rushing back to her bedside and grabbing her deck. The cards were practically vibrating as she picked them up and she could feel the warning, concern and eagerness from her friends all mixed together. “I know it’s dangerous, but I have to go see. Don’t worry, I know you’ll keep me safe.”
Still in her pyjamas, Cassandra left her dorm room and ran towards the main doors of the dorm building and out into the night.
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Leo Wilde – Slifer Red
“What the hell?” Leo shot out of bed, awoken by the commotion going on in the other dorms; even if he wasn’t a light sleeper, the talking, the footsteps running by outside and the banging on walls would have woken anyone up… well, almost anyone.
Above him, he could hear his roommate still snoring away and Leo left him as he grumpily put on a pair of shoes and threw open the door to the balcony outside. “Hey! Keep it down, people are trying to sleep!”
As he spoke, Leo found his gaze being drawn towards the forest. He couldn’t see anything out there, but as he looked out towards the trees he felt a shiver run down his spine. Turning away, but finding the forest still annoyingly obvious in his peripheral vision, he walked off to try and find someone who could explain what the hell was going on.
Following the other gym leaders out of the stands, Sebastien stepped outside of the arena to find himself in the middle of a battle taking place in the streets of the formerly sleepy town of Postwick; one that seemed a lot more interesting than the one taking place inside right now. Hestia’s Salamence and Astrid’s Ampharos and Rotom were dealing with two Pokémon that he had never seen before and from the looks of things, the strangers were winning.
Why they were fighting, why people were running past them in fear and who the strangely-clad and intense looking trainers were he didn’t know, but when Hestia demanded for help and Astrid called for a Ground-type he moved to accommodate. “On it.”
Sebastien pulled a Pokéball from his waist and sent out Swampert, the large and squat Pokémon’s head swivelling from side to side as it appeared and began taking in the situation. “Murk, hit those two with Muddy Water.” With only two Pokémon in front of him, it was clear who Sebastien intended the Water-type to use the attack on. The Swampert widened its stance before opening its mouth and sending out a torrent of brownish, dark water that swept down the street towards the unknown assailants.
It wasn’t often that Sebastien found himself watching a fight or a battle purely for the entertainment value. Whether it was during his brief career as a boxer or his newer endeavour as a trainer, the only time he ever really watched someone else fight was when he was doing research on an opponent or was just looking to improve his technique; research, scouting, it was never just for the fun of it. Truthfully, as much as he loved competing in them, he couldn’t really say he was a fan of either of the sports he took part in; maybe he would have been, if he hadn’t tried to make a living out of both, but now he couldn’t watch a battle or a boxing match without trying to critique or analyse everything. It was too much like work at that point.
Even so, with nothing else to do until his gym was renovated and the minor league season started, he’d decided to drop in on Iris’ gym and check out some of the new challengers; this was the first time since he had become a trainer that he wasn’t among them after all. Unfortunately, it seemed like he had picked a bad day to come.
This battle wasn’t going to last long.
The kid challenging Iris was in over his head right now; he was nervous, his Pokémon weren’t performing too well and he didn’t seem to have much of a game plan in mind. At least he’d known enough to show up with a team built with Iris’ Pokémon in mind, but if it meant using weaker or less experienced Pokémon as a result any advantage you gained was offset by the disadvantages you placed on yourself.
Well, maybe he’d have better luck next time. As it was, Sebastien found his interest in the match waning.
As it turned out, the island the academy was built on was deceptively small. I mean, that wasn’t to say Leo wasn’t still incredibly blown away by the whole things; guy who built this place still bought a whole damn island complete with its own volcano just to make a school, but once you looked past that the place was really just the main building, three and a half dorms and a lot of forest.
All of this was to say that when Leo went looking for an opponent, there weren’t too many places for him to search. He pretty much just walked down the winding path leading from the Slifer dorm to the main academy and found someone along the way, someone with a blue jacket, blonde hair and glasses. More importantly he also had a duel disk on his arm and two, two, deck boxes at his waist, which meant he was perfect for what Leo had in mind.
“Hey, yo! Wanna duel?”
If Leo had any reservations in challenging an Obelisk, someone who was supposed to be way better at duelling than a Slifer like him, he didn’t show it with the way he just walked up to the guy and challenged him.
The guards were disoriented as she landed amongst them, even more so when she started throwing punches and elbows at everyone in reach. Her sudden arrival gave her a small and brief advantage as she caught them by surprised, but they didn’t change the fact that they outnumbered her or that they were armed and things would quickly turn against her if she gave them a chance to recover. She drove her foot into knees, elbows into jaws and pushed aside guns that were aimed anywhere near her general direction as she sought to gain as much ground as possible in this fight while she had the upper hand.
Or at least, that’s what she tried to do in the two and a half seconds it took for Bouncer to show up.
The other woman showed up like a flash of lighting and blew through them like a storm, completely taking out all of the assembled guards in a matter of seconds. Then she was gone again, down the stairs and into an adjoining hallway that, from the sounds of further gunshots that were all too quickly silenced, also filled with guards.
That left Kitsune alone amidst a pool of unconscious bodies, left her to gingerly make her way down the remainder of the staircase without stepping on or tripping over an arm or a leg. When she made it to the bottom she saw the rest of what Bouncer had done, the maybe dozen or so guards she had taken out by herself without so much as a scratch.
It was… a sobering sight. A reminder that she was in over her head again, a person with a power that barely let her qualify as above average, let alone super, raiding a secret underground lab run by evil scientists alongside someone who could actually be called superhuman. Any one of these guards could have killed her; all it would take was a single bullet, a lucky shot or just inattentiveness on her part, to end her. Bouncer threw them aside like dolls.
Said superhuman individual was now stalking towards her, movements agitated and posture aggressive, and Kitsune wasn’t ashamed to say took a step back only for the other woman to ignore her entirely. She paced down the corridor, then back, then back again, looking for something; probably Joel, or Grim. Eventually she found something and seemed to visibly calm down; she called out to Kitsune and Akeno made herself follow after her. Bouncer led them down the hallway, around a corner and towards a door that had been ripped open, either by Bouncer herself or by something else; the other woman teleported ahead and peered inside, but it took her longer to reach the door to do the same.
Inside she saw… well she saw a lot of things. A monstrous figure with a human voice, Joel stabbing a puddle of water with a needle, a woman strapped to a bed with spikes of pure darkness erupting from her body and another, somewhat emaciated looking girl lying lifeless on her side.
“Does someone want to catch us up on what’s happening?”
Appearance: Timothy is a little on the short side at only 5’ 6” but makes up for that with an abundance of energy instead. He is physically fit, believing that a trainer must work as hard as their Pokémon and lead by example to succeed. His pale skin is contrasted by his black hair and equally dark eyes; brown, but a shade so dark they appear black at a glance. In terms of clothing he prefers things that are touch and durable, so as to last a while on the road; the only exception to this is his muffler, a red and black scarf given to him by someone important.
Personality: In a nutshell, you could describe Timothy as a hot-headed youth with a chip on his shoulder; energetic and boisterous, he is someone with a lot of passion whose quick temper can often get the better of him. His passion serves him well when it drives him to put effort into a task or when he needs to overcome setbacks, but has also served to alienate him from his peers due to the number of fights he has gotten into with them.
This has led him to become intensely loyal to those who have stuck by him in turn, which for the most part is just his Pokémon; should he make other friends they too will be able to always count on him to take their side, right or wrong.
Background: Growing up in Plutus town, famous for being the home of the illustrious Professor Cypress’ lab, Timothy was constantly exposed to the opinion that Dragon-type Pokémon were the best ever; an opinion that Timothy didn’t really share. It wasn’t like he disliked dragons, he just didn’t have the same enthusiasm and reverence for them that the rest of the Kaida region seemed to have for them and that often led to him getting into arguments as a child; kids will argue about anything after all and Timothy was always someone to let his temper get the better of him.
Like many young boys, Timothy wanted to become a trainer. Unlike most, he grew up in the same town as a genuine Professor of Pokémon and as such could have had the opportunity of receiving a rare and powerful starter to begin his journey with a head start. Unfortunately, the professor in question was just as dragon-obsessed as the rest of the region and the only starters he offered were Dragon-types. After years of stubbornly defending the idea that dragons were overrated, his pride wouldn’t let him accept a Dragon-type as a starter. Instead he saved up his money to buy a Pokéball, went into the woods on the outskirts of town and caught himself a Pokémon of his own.
With his own starter Pokémon in tow, he set out on his own to become a trainer, aiming to defeat all eight overseers and make it to the top of Mt Calagon without a single Dragon-type Pokémon on his team just to prove a point.
So far, it hasn’t gone well.
Becoming a trainer was harder than he expected and the Pokémon he caught was young and not particularly strong at first. Despite leaving home a full year ago, he is barely in the same league as a trainer just starting their journey and has only managed to catch a single other Pokémon. He has yet to challenge the first overseer and currently doesn’t feel like he would stand much of a chance against them even if he did.
Things have been getting better recently however, as not too longer ago he met up with someone who told him about a group of people who had opinions similar to himself; people who disliked the dragon-revering culture of the Kaida region as much, if not more than he did. They, like him, wanted to reach Mt Calagon so that they could change people’s opinions and were willing to sponsor trainers like himself to do just that if they joined their group.
Now that he has joined Team Stratos, Timothy thinks that things are going to start turning around for him.
Also, King Cosmos you’ll want to touch up the background. Idk if you saw, but the map and world information has been changed quite a bit. Some stuff is the same, but I reworked some things to help the story flow.
Sorry, I've updated that now. Was it just the Team and hometown names that needed to be changed or is there something else?
It kind of looks like Mt Calagon is no longer the destination trainers are looking to reach, but I'm not sure what the new goal (if there is one) is.
I'll just re-submit the same characters as last time. I was pretty happy with them.
Name: Timothy Thorne
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Timothy is a little on the short side at only 5’ 6” but makes up for that with an abundance of energy instead. He is physically fit, believing that a trainer must work as hard as their Pokémon and lead by example to succeed. His pale skin is contrasted by his black hair and equally dark eyes; brown, but a shade so dark they appear black at a glance. In terms of clothing he prefers things that are touch and durable, so as to last a while on the road; the only exception to this is his muffler, a red and black scarf given to him by someone important.
Personality: In a nutshell, you could describe Timothy as a hot-headed youth with a chip on his shoulder; energetic and boisterous, he is someone with a lot of passion whose quick temper can often get the better of him. His passion serves him well when it drives him to put effort into a task or when he needs to overcome setbacks, but has also served to alienate him from his peers due to the number of fights he has gotten into with them.
This has led him to become intensely loyal to those who have stuck by him in turn, which for the most part is just his Pokémon; should he make other friends they too will be able to always count on him to take their side, right or wrong.
Background: Growing up in Plutus town, famous for being the home of the illustrious Professor Cypress’ lab, Timothy was constantly exposed to the opinion that Dragon-type Pokémon were the best ever; an opinion that Timothy didn’t really share. It wasn’t like he disliked dragons, he just didn’t have the same enthusiasm and reverence for them that the rest of the Kaida region seemed to have for them and that often led to him getting into arguments as a child; kids will argue about anything after all and Timothy was always someone to let his temper get the better of him.
Like many young boys, Timothy wanted to become a trainer. Unlike most, he grew up in the same town as a genuine Professor of Pokémon and as such could have had the opportunity of receiving a rare and powerful starter to begin his journey with a head start. Unfortunately, the professor in question was just as dragon-obsessed as the rest of the region and the only starters he offered were Dragon-types. After years of stubbornly defending the idea that dragons were overrated, his pride wouldn’t let him accept a Dragon-type as a starter. Instead he saved up his money to buy a Pokéball, went into the woods on the outskirts of town and caught himself a Pokémon of his own.
With his own starter Pokémon in tow, he set out on his own to become a trainer, aiming to defeat all eight overseers and make it to the top of Mt Calagon without a single Dragon-type Pokémon on his team just to prove a point.
So far, it hasn’t gone well.
Becoming a trainer was harder than he expected and the Pokémon he caught was young and not particularly strong at first. Despite leaving home a full year ago, he is barely in the same league as a trainer just starting their journey and has only managed to catch a single other Pokémon. He has yet to challenge the first overseer and currently doesn’t feel like he would stand much of a chance against them even if he did.
Things have been getting better recently however, as not too longer ago he met up with someone who told him about a group of people who had opinions similar to himself; people who disliked the dragon-revering culture of the Kaida region as much, if not more than he did. They, like him, wanted to reach Mt Calagon so that they could change people’s opinions and were willing to sponsor trainers like himself to do just that if they joined their group.
Now that he has joined Team Stratos, Timothy thinks that things are going to start turning around for him.
The door to Slifer dorm room 202 burst open as Leo made his entrance, barging into the room with a huge grin on his face and wearing his new red uniform jacket with pride. He was here, finally here at Duel Academy and ready to take this place by storm; the fact that he had been placed into the lowest ranked dorm in the school, the place for people who had passed but failed to really impress during the exam didn’t bother him, it didn’t do anything to change the fact that he was here, he had made it and nothing was going to stand in his way to stop him from going pro now!
“Hell yeah!”
A loud snore from the top bunk finally alerted him to the presence of another person in the room.
“Oh sh... sorry dude.”
Looks like his roommate had made it here first and already begun to unpack; if by ‘unpack’ you meant scatter his stuff all over the room. Leo walked over to his bunk, carefully stepping over everything in his path so that he could drop his own belongings onto the bed. “Man, this place is a pigsty.” He almost began to pick up the clothing strewn across the floor, before he reminded himself that he wasn’t at the orphanage anymore and wasn’t picking up after a bunch of kids anymore; this was a grown-ass teenager who could pick up after himself!
Leo would need to have a talk to him about keeping this place clean later or at least about keeping his mess to his portion of the room. No way was he putting up with this for the next few years. Until then he had stuff to do, like taking his deck for a spin around the island and racking up as many Duel Points as he could, ha! The fact that this school would just give you money for winning duels was more than he could ever ask for. No more placing bets on back alley duels to earn his keep, he could just walk up to any other student whenever he wanted and earn some cash.
This must have been what it felt like to be a pro-duellist.
“Alright, time to get started.”
Grabbing his deck and his fancy as hell PDA, he took off out of the room and used his Duel Radar to find himself an opponent.
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Cassandra Moore – Obelisk Blue
Upon arriving at Duel Academy for the first time, Cassandra had been struck by how grand and lavish the whole place seemed to be. From the main building with its giant spires and domed roof, to the lush greenery that covered most of the island to that fact that the whole facility was on its own private island in the first place, it truly was a marvellous and amazing place to see and be at. Even so, it seemed that even the main academy building itself was no match for the splendour of the Obelisk dormitories; the place looked like a palace or a chateau from the outside while it resembled a fancy hotel, complete with its own restaurants and entertainment facilities.
On her way here, she had heard people say that this place had been founded and funded by a famous duellist; she hadn’t recognised his name, not being one to really pay attention to things like the pro-circuit, but if that was the case then it made sense that they’d put this much time and effort into making this school so nice. Whoever he was, that duellist must have been a kind and generous person to provide them with so much, just so that they could learn to duel.
Cassandra hummed to herself as she walked through the dormitory halls, her new home for the foreseeable future, with a small smile on her face to match the happy tune. Other students rushed past her while she moved at a more sedate pace, in a hurry to either find their rooms or to check out the other amenities; instead of sharing their urgency she would stop occasionally to admire parts of the dorms that stood out to her, like a nice painting hanging in one of the lounges or a vase used to fill an alcove in one of the hallways. The result was that by the time she finally reached her dorm room most of the other students had already settled in; in fact, she barely had time to set down her bag or even look around the room before her neighbour opened the adjoining door between their rooms and challenged her to a duel.
She was a taken aback for a second, as much by the fact that someone actually wanted to duel her for a change as the suddenness of it, but she recovered quickly and responded with a widening of her smile. “Of course. I think I passed a duel arena on the way here, should we use that?”
They walked in silence the whole way; silence aside from Cassandra’s continued humming of course. It seemed Lexa, despite being the one who suggested this duel, wasn’t the talkative type. Soon enough, without having spoken a word, Cassandra found herself in a duel against her new roommate. Once they were stood across from each other, Lexa finally broke the silence between them to ask, “Heads or Tails?”
“Hmm, heads.”
Lexa flips a coin, catching it in the palm of the same hand. “Tails. Unlucky.”
She stands back a bit, creating proper space for dueling as her duel disk came to life.
“I guess I’ll go first. I’ll set two face-downs, one monster and one not, then end my turn.” Cassandra drew her sixth card and added it to her starting hand; it was a good one too, turning a lacklustre hand into something she could do a lot more with. “I activate Reptilianne Ramifications, discarding Reptilianne Poison for cost and use its effect to add one Reptilianne monster and one Reptilianne spell to my hand. Hmm, I’ll add Scylla and Rage.”
Adding the two stated cards from her deck to her hand, Cassandra then separated one of those cards from the rest and placed it face-up on the field. “Next, I’ll normal summon Reptilianne Scylla. Then…” she pulled a second card from her hand and placed it in a spell and trap zone, “I activate Reptilianne Poison and target your face-down monster.”
Reptilianne Scylla - 1800/1200
“Your monster is changed to attack position and… oh, its attack is already 0.”
Lexa gives Cassandra a cheeky wink.
Psychic Rover - 0/700
“I move to the battle phase and attack Psychic Rover with Reptilianne Scylla.”
“I activate my face-down, That Six.”
Still, Reptilianne Scylla’s attack went through anyway. It chomped down on Psychic Rover, brutally shattering it into pieces.
[8000 LP > 6200 LP]
“Psychic Rover’s effect activates. It allows me to roll a die. If the result is 2 through 5, he comes back.” With that, an oversized die hologram appeared in Lexa’s hand, which she tossed up as if it were weightless. It came crashing down, bouncing around like a real die. It landed on a 3, and thus Psychic Rover appeared once more, in face-up defense position.
“Now, when Psychic Rover is special summoned, he lets me roll another die, and if the result is a 1 or a 6, he’ll destroy up to 2 cards on the field.” Another die appears in her hand, and she tosses it over her shoulder like a piece of trash. “With That Six active, I can guarantee the result will always be either a 1 or a 6. Psychic Rover, destroy Reptilianne Scylla.”
The man in a jumpsuit aimed his crackling electrified gauntlet at Reptilianne Scylla, and with a quick zap, it shattered into pieces just like he did.
If Cassandra was bothered by her monster being destroyed it didn’t show, the small, self-assured smile that had been present on her lips all day was still there. “I end my turn.”
“Very well. My draw.” She pauses for a moment before placing a card onto her duel disk. “I summon Dicelops in attack, and activate its effect to roll a die.”
Dicelops - 1800/200
As she did previously, Lexa rolled an oversized hologram die, and after bouncing a bit, it landed on a 5, causing her to discard a card.
“Seems luck’s not on my side this time. Now, I attack directly with Dicelops!”
[8000 LP > 6200 LP]
“With that, I end my turn.”
“Looks like we’re tied again. I’ll draw.” The card added to Cassandra’s hand wouldn’t change anything right now, so she quietly placed it with the rest and picked another card out instead. “I place one monster and two backrow face down and end my turn.”
“Draw. I activate Dicelops’ effect once again.” The die appears, and this time it lands directly on a natural 1. Dicelops eye glows, and Cassandra’s hand is revealed: Back to the Front and Reptilianne Rage.
“I choose Back to the Front.”
Dicelops’ eye glows brighter before a laser erupts from it, sending Back to the Front to the grave.
“Now I summon Hinezumi Hanabi in attack.” Hinezumi Hanabi - 2000/200 (6 counters)
“Time to battle. Dicelops, attack her face-down.”
The face-down flips up to reveal a blond snake girl with a cobra head on top of her head like a crown. As the monster appeared, Cassandra’s smile widened noticeably as from her perspective the snake girl turned to look and wave at her over her shoulder; Cassandra waved back.
Reptilianne Naga - 0/0
“Reptilianne Naga can’t be destroyed by battle and at the end of the battle phase your Dicelops’ attack will be reduced to 0.”
“Hmm. Not ideal. I guess I’ll end my turn.” She could have attacked with Hinezumi Hanabi to reduce its threat to her, but for a deck with effects revolving around monsters with zero attack, was there any guarantee that would be any better?
Hmm… Another gamble…
“Hinezumi Hanabi’s effect activates. It becomes your monster, and you get to roll a die this time.”
Another large die appears in Cassandra’s hands this time. It feels weightless. She tosses it up, following Lexa’s example, and it comes to a stop on 4.
“I use the effect of That Six. That result is instead treated as a 1.”
Hinezumi Hanabi loses one counter and its fuse shortens, just slightly. Better to keep it from blowing up when it rejoins her side of the field.
“Quite an unfortunate turn. Your go.”
Cassandra drew again, adding another card to her hand which, although useful, once again wouldn’t affect her turn too much. Looking at the current field, her cards in hand and her cards in the grave, Cassandra hummed to herself in thought for a few moments before coming to a decision. “Hmm… I think I should be able to end things here.”
She began by flipping one of the face-down cards in her backrow face-up. “I activate Back to the Front, targetting the Scylla in my grave and special summoning it in defense position.” The monster, a hideous beast with multiple mouths with the upper body of a woman sprouting from where it’s head should be, was summoned back to the field. “Then, I use Naga and Scylla as material for a Link summon; I summon Reptilianne Echidna.”
Reptilianne Echidna - 200/LINK-2
A blue-skinned woman with the lower body of a snake and bat-like wings appeared in place of the tributed snake women, unfurling her wings and coiling her snake tail under herself on the field.
“Next, I’ll activate Echidna’s effect to add reptile monsters from my deck to my hand up to the number of monsters with 0 attack you control; that’s two, so I’ll add another Scylla and Reptilianne Vaskii to my hand.”
Reptilianne Vaskii - 2600/0
“I normal summon Scylla and special summon Vaskii by tributing two monsters with 0 attack from anywhere on the field; I’ll use your Diceclops and Psychic Rover as my tributes.”
Cassandra continued to smile as her side of the board quickly filled with various serpentine monsters, humming to herself as she removed the obstacles standing between herself and her opponent’s lifepoints. “I enter the battle phase.”
“Attack with Hinezumi Hanabi.”
[6200 LP > 4200 LP]
“Attack with Reptilianne Scylla.”
[4200 LP > 2400 LP]
“Attack with Reptilianne Vaskii.”
[2400 LP > 0 LP]
As the metaphorical smoking wreckage of her lifepoints are made literal by the holograms, Lexa emerges from it with the same unchanging smile on her face that she’s been wearing since they met. “And that’s game. Well played.”
Cassandra’s duel disk deactivated now that the duel was over, her monsters fading from view. “Hmm, thank you. You played well too; it was a fun duel.”
“Good to know. I’ll send a contact request. We’ll probably bump into each other a lot, so might as well.”
Tilting her head slightly to the side, Cassandra looked at the other girl like she didn’t quite know what she meant. “A contact request? Oh, you mean like exchanging numbers?”
Lexa nods. “The school PDAs call it contact requests, since once the request is sent, the rest is automatic after being accepted or denied.” She shrugs. “Though it really is just a feature for exchanging numbers.”
“Oh, that makes sense.”
Lexa nods again before turning to leave, giving a lazy wave before walking away. “Well then, I’ll see you around.”
Cassandra waved too, waiting until Lexa was gone before pulling her deck out of her duel disk and holding it close to her mouth and whispering to it. “Thank you for your hard work everyone; you did great, as always.” Putting her deck away, she began to walk back to her dorm room. Along the way she pulled out her PDA to check her messages, finding the promised contact request from Lexa as well as another message from the school congratulating her on her win.
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