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[b][color=#b53389]Location:[/color][/b] The White Room → Wesley Cone Building 
[b][color=#506256]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Minako by text [sub][@Thundercrash][/sub] → Each other [sub][@Viciousmarrow][@lovely complex][/sub]; Mention of Elijah, Keats, and Lucas [sub][@BeastofDestiny][@Legion02][@Lasrever][/sub]; (Involves [sub][@HushedWhispers][/sub] characters)

[color=#b53389][b]Impatient → Confused → Annoyed → “Sorrowful” → Generous and deceitful[/b][/color]
[b][color=#506256]Frustrated → Uncomfortable → Composed → Saddened → Empathetic → Pleased[/color][/b]
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[indent][quote][center][b]To: [color=ffb7c5]Fresh Meat[/color]

[color=b53389]Stuck in a b.s. meeting, I'll txt u when I'm free. idk how long it's gonna be.[/color][/b][/center][/quote]

The dance committee meeting was primarily dedicated to brainstorming ideas since they had enough time to party plan. The Formal wouldn’t be until near Winter break, so yeah, plenty of time to pick and choose. There were constant jabs between Gianna and Samantha, but not blatantly obvious for people to cut in between them and tell them 'cut your shit'. While Gia waited for time to pass her by, she let people like Louis Dewey and Jace Duran have a good stare at her body. It was cheaper to dress sultry and she worked the look, so why not show off her assets? With her maroon painted lips, blue feathered earrings, black crop top, legs for days, and an eye catching red skirt, Gia's smile graced her face when she caught them staring. Sensually biting her lip, she gave them both a wink, which made Sam look at her in annoyance and mutter, "[color=FF4000]Slut.[/color]" Winona couldn't help but touch Lou's shoulder to bring his attention to her. Gia's melting chocolate orbs scanned the room as everyone stared at her with various meanings behind their eyes. Locking her gaze with Tristram, who payed no attention to her, Gia tilted her head in intrigue. She didn't know much about the kid besides he went through a drastic style change. He use to go to major Delphina parties, the one Hero that had the balls to drink it up with a bunch of villains. A skater turned... weird. Theater might be his thing now? 

Her ears perked up when the intercom suddenly went off. Listening to the Head Warden's voice, she sighed to herself, what did she do now?
[indent][h3]“[color=#506256]Gianna Daniels, Elijah Masterson, Samuel Keats, and Lucas Farweight. Get to my office, NOW.[/color]” [/h3][/indent]
Her face did look perplexed as she wondered why Elijah, Keats, AND Lucas were being called to see Leon Fulton. That only happened if some shit went down. What happened? We're they all involved in something stupid? Or did someone frame them? She couldn't think about anything that could have put her in this situation... unless...

"[color=FF4000]What did you do now?[/color]" The blonde woman beside her sassed. Mitch nudged Sam to not start any shit. She's got to remember, her image matters. He gave Gia a peace sign, acting like things were alright between them, while Sam simply rolled her eyes. They may have done something to possibly gain an advantage in this war but that didn't stop the fact that Gianna Daniels was a damned eyesore, who needed to be ruined once and for all. 

Shrugging and ignoring Mitch's existence, Gianna stood up and tossed her hair off her shoulders, "[color=#b53389]That's none of your business, but if you'd like to know I do have an open door policy, [i]Samantha[/i].[/color]" Catching sight of Sam clenching her teeth, Gianna smirked and strutted out the room. Her hips swaying from side to side and her intoxicating, fresh and light, with lemon and bergamot scent trailing behind her. Whose idea was it to put these two in the same room?! The amount of hate, tension, and spite that was emanating between them was deplorable. This semester was going to be hell, especially in this White room.

[color=#7d393d]”Well, I’d consider this meeting adjourned. Congratulations everyone, we got absolutely nothing done. Feel free to give yourself a round of applause.”[/color] the blonde Tristram piped up, clapping excitedly. [color=#7d393d]”Sam and Gia are truly leaders to admire, are they not?”[/color] His sarcasm drew the ire of Sam and her supporters, who shot dangerous looks at the flamboyant man. 

[color=#872657]”Why is he here? I don’t even know who he is.”[/color] Krysta complained, motioning toward the annoying, strangely dressed man, who was now spinning about in his chair. Tris snickered at her retort and plainly gave her an answer, [color=#7d393d]”Because I’m rich.”[/color] Without any semblance of a goodbye, he disappeared into thin air, leaving the empty chair rotating about.

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Entering the building, none of the others had arrived yet. Going to the counter, she tapped the bell to signal that someone was in the lobby of the Campus Safety building. The Wardens were a bunch of students getting work study in, while monitoring campus, making sure shit didn't hit the fan. They weren't really good at their job. [url=https://67.media.tumblr.com/655176459ee48fe8e5b18075f758fec3/tumblr_n105hrnqer1tsvjdto1_500.gif]Jay Dewey[/url] appeared behind the counter, he was holding a stray cat, "[color=cornflowerblue]Hey Gia! Look what I found! I want to call her Bailey, what do you think?[/color]"

"[color=#b53389]After Banshee? I didn't know you liked her Jay.[/color]" 

His cheeks beamed red as he held the cat close to him, "[color=cornflowerblue]No... I just like the name. Plus you know I like Sam![/color]" Shaking her head at Jay's obliviousness, she watched him look at the cat with a kiddish grin on his face. It was adorable, really, but she needed to find out what she did to be in this annoying place. She was already reprimanded for crashing the heroes only party, did someone find more dirt on her?

"[color=#b53389]Fulton wants to see me?[/color]" She asked, not really wanting to spend the rest of her day in his office. 

"[color=cornflowerblue]Oh yeah! Sorry. I got distracted... follow me![/color]" She watched him press a button which gave her access into the Wardens' domain. Opening the door, her heels sunk into the carpet floor as she made her way to Leon's personal office. That probably got to his head that he was given an office. Jay dismissed himself by grabbing the cat's paw and waving goodbye to Gia. Such a sugary sweet boy. How sickening. 

Knocking on the door, she prepared her face to look concerned and worried, a tad on the vulnerable side. Allowing herself in, she locked her worried gaze with the man who wanted to see her, "[color=#b53389]Hey Leon, how are you today?[/color]" 

Leon’s dark eyes glanced up at the stunning vixen as she sauntered into his office, internally grimacing at her choice of clothing, or rather the lack thereof. He could only sigh and shake his head. His mother was right: girls these days kept losing more and more clothing. It wouldn’t come as a surprise to him if the next batch of Freshmen showed up bare ass naked. [color=#506256]”Oh, I’m in that in between state of being pissed off and stressed out. Your buddies Lucas and Keats are about to be knee deep in a pile of shit.”[/color] he spoke, all the while gesturing for Gianna to sit in the chair in front of him.

Intrigue lit up in the bronze skinned woman’s stare, but she made sure the concern never left her gentle face. Taking a seat, she leaned back, her chest as firm as ever, before replying, "[color=#b53389]That bad? What did they do?[/color]” She crossed her fine and long legs, while waiting for an answer. 

The man was clearly uncomfortable with her rather revealing stance, though it would be a lie if he said he didn’t enjoy the sight. He was, after all, but a man. [color=#506256]”Damaged school property, breaking and entering… I think it would better to ask what [i]didn’t[/i] they do.”[/color] Figuring he needed to do something about Gia’s appearance before it drove him insane, one of his hands opened up one of the desk’s drawers and produced a massive tome, which he slammed on the table. The title of the book read “Student Policy Handbook” in official looking text. Busily, he flipped through the pages until he found the article he was searching for. [color=#506256]”Enough about them though. First, I’ve got to address your failure to adhere to the school’s dress code.”[/color] Scooting the handbook over so that she could see it, a single digit pointed to the passage he wanted her to memorize. [color=#506256]”Section 4, article 3. All students are required to dress in a manner compliant with what is deemed decent and unrevealing.”[/color] Below was a list of clothing that was forbidden on school grounds, such as that short, red skirt she was wearing. [color=#506256]”Sorry, Gianna, but you look you just got off the AM shift working for a pimp named Randy. Gonna have to ask you to change.”[/color]

"[color=#b53389]Don’t you think that’s the problem with this world? Objectifying women because of the attire they choose to wear. What about freedom of expression? You know, it’s cheaper to dress as what you see as a slut than be one hell of a sophisticated lady.[/color]” Her brown orbs challenged him. There was no doubt that Gianna was a woman of power and all the school could really do to her was give her detention or some basic shit like that. Her grades were on point and she was a recognized villainess at Delphina. The Headmaster respected her even if she didn’t dress ‘appropriate’. Her and her late boyfriend were role models (well she not so much anymore), which was why this matter was never addressed. 

The Chief Warden put a hand to his forehead and shook his head. He wasn’t about to get into this argument. [color=#506256]”Rules are rules, Gia. I don’t make them. I just enforce them. And right now, yo’ titties about to come out of that shirt of yours. I ain’t about to deal with that can of worms right now.”[/color] He was blunt and concise, not beating around the bush anymore. Stripping himself of his flannel, button up overshirt, he tossed it toward the woman, silently telling her to put it on. Leon was left in a white tank top that accentuated his well toned figure. 

Sighing at the boy’s foolishness and how obedient he was to rules and regulations, she took his overshirt and put it on. Assuming he didn’t want to see her chest anymore, she buttoned the flannel up and crossed her arms, "[color=#b53389]Now that I’m covered, what did I do?[/color]” There was a hint of sass in her tone. 

Leon narrowed his eyes at Gia when she started to give him an attitude. This wasn’t the time or place to get on her ass about that though. [color=#506256]”You didn’t do nothin’.”[/color] he responded before swiveling his chair around to meet the security monitors behind him. [color=#506256]”Last week, this happened while I was away.”[/color] Pressing a button, a video played on the screen that depicted a torn up Gianna walking away from the women’s bathroom, only to have an angry Elijah follow afterward and exit the building. [color=#506256]”What can you tell me about this scene? It… looks bad.”[/color] he informed her, a sincere amount of concern in his voice as he turned back to face her.

With a deadpan stare, Gianna watched the ‘incident’ from the night of the party playback. Her expression was unreadable as she saw Elijah storm out of the girl’s bathroom and walk in the opposite direction that she went. Taking a deep breath in, she tried to gather her words but only bursted into tears, "[color=#b53389]I-I’m sorry. I didn’t think that moment would catch up to me.[/color]” She could hardly speak. Bringing her hands to her face, she tried to make sure she wasn’t ruining her makeup TOO bad. Fanning herself to stop the tears, Gia slowly but surely gained the courage to speak, "[color=#b53389]Elijah is my friend… I- I don’t think I should tell you what happened.[/color]”

The tears and her reluctance essentially told Leon all that he needed to know about the incident. [color=#506256]”You don’t have to go into details, Gia. Right now, he’s facing some serious allegations. I just need to know what happened, otherwise this is going to have to go to higher authorities.”[/color] 

"[color=#b53389]Oh no! That won’t be necessary. He didn’t touch me. He just…[/color]” She grabbed a tissue off his desk and tried to clean her face, "[color=#b53389]Elijah was really great friends with my boyfriend, who died in the fire. Do you know of Vince?[/color]” Bringing the napkin down to her lap, she clutched it in her hand, "[color=#b53389]He’s always had a thing for me but he just… couldn’t betray his friend, you know?[/color]” Looking up to the ceiling and recollecting the night, she sadly muttered, "[color=#b53389]Don’t get me wrong, I was frightened. I mean, who asks a girl out in the bathroom?[/color]” Her words were all over the place, she was torn between caring for her friend and thinking his actions were incredibly strange, "[color=#b53389]I’m still struggling with getting over…[/color]” Gia's voice trailed off as the tears continued to fall down like raindrops on a dreary day. 

Ah shit. The situation was getting heavier than Leon had expected, but at least there was no sexual harassment involved. That would have been a nightmare to deal with. Gianna’s emotional downpour was starting to get to him, and he could feel tears start to well up in his eyes, empathizing with the girl’s pain. [color=#506256]”It’s okay, Gia… Have you considered counseling? Something to help you with…”[/color] he teetered off, knowing she’d understand what he was talking about.

Locking her weak gaze with his, Gia shook her head ‘no’ without saying a word. There was a moment of silence before she could reply, "[color=#b53389]Counseling never worked for me.[/color]” She was right in that aspect. If there was one thing she had a hard time doing, it was expressing her feelings. There was the option of going the ‘sexual molestation’ route, but… Elijah didn’t deserve that - even if he tried to pry into her personal business and was constantly trying to revert her back to the 'Old Gia'.  

Nodding, he decided not to press her into seeking more help. He knew people dealt with grief in varying ways, and Gianna probably just needed more time to find the “right” option to cope with her pain. [color=#506256]”If you ever need to talk to someone, Gia, about anything, I’ll be right here. I can’t promise you I’ll understand everything, but I’ll listen, at the very least.”[/color] His voice was reassuring. If there was anything that Leon tried to be to everyone, it was someone that anyone could turn to for assistance. [color=#506256]”About Elijah though. What do you want done with him? He’s already going down for destroying that bathroom. We can impose a sort of restraining order, if you want.”[/color] 

She was given the ability to punish Elijah? Biting her maroon painted lips, she thought to herself the potential paths she could take. Was Leon really giving her this much power? "[color=#b53389]That won’t be necessary. He’s still my friend even if… my rejection got him angry. Why not a good talk about how he should ask a lady out? He’s never been good with women.[/color]” A restraining order would mean along with Elijah not being able to go near her, she wouldn’t be able to approach him... That was far too extreme, even if the situation looked rather sketchy. "[color=#b53389]Thanks for the offer... I’ll make sure to give you a call.[/color]” She gave him a soft smile, something that Leon in particular probably hasn’t seen before. 

[color=#506256]”I’ll do what I can. Not sure if I can reform that whole ‘going into the women’s bathroom’ mentality he has though.”[/color] Standing up, he strode over to the door of his office, opened it, and gestured outward. [color=#506256]”You’re free to go.”[/color] 

Standing up, Gianna wiped her eyes one last time with the tissue, tossed it in the garbage, and approached the righteous man, "[color=#b53389]Does my face look alright?[/color]” She was inches away from his, giving him a clear view of her brown orbs, her vibrant and plump lips, and her fair skin. 

Being so close to this woman was enough for the Warden’s heart beat to escalate. Something about her scent and her scandalous appearance sent sparks flying, but Leon managed to compose himself well enough to not seem so affected by her. [color=#506256]”You look fine.”[/color] Outside the door, the sight of Jay sitting behind the counter with a cat in his lap was enough to break him out of whatever intoxicating spell Gia had over him. [color=#506256]”Jay! What the fuck did I say about that cat?! Throw that shit outside, or I’m going to deal with it myself.”[/color] he threatened loudly. [color=#506256]”Also send Elijah in.”[/color] With that, he left the woman to her own devices and closed the door to his office to await the presence of the pyromancer.

Jay pouted, obviously not wanting to throw the cat away. Gianna poked her head in the Dewey boy’s domain and saw that Elijah had just arrived and was waiting at the counter, petting the cat. Staring at him briefly, but not wanting to look at him for too long, she brought her attention to Jay, "[color=#b53389]Want me to hold onto her until you get out of work? Bailey sure is pretty. It would be sad if she was left on the streets.[/color]” 

The hero’s eyes lit up. Shooting up from his seat, Jay possessively grabbed the cat away from Elijah, "[color=cornflowerblue]You’d do that for me, Gia?![/color]” Without a second thought, he handed her the cat, who was surprisingly more accepting of people than Gia was use to. 

"[color=#b53389]Yeah, sure. I don’t really care about school policy… [b]but[/b] do something for me, real quick.[/color]” After digging in her purse, Gia grabbed her phone and tossed it to Jay. "[color=#b53389]Take my picture.[/color]”

 "[color=cornflowerblue]Oh! Oh! I want a picture with Bailey too. Send it to my school email when you get the chance.[/color]” Jay began to press buttons on her phone. While he did so, Gianna messed up her hair to make it seem like she had just had sex with Leon, unbuttoned his flannel to reveal her cleavage, went by his office door, and held the cat close to her face. Jay was too focused on his cat to really understand the picture he was taking. Above her head was Leon’s office name plate, she closed her eyes and smiled. Lovingly brushing her cheek on the kitty's fur, Gia waited until she heard a [b]*Snap*[/b] before opening her eyes up once more. Bringing the cat down from her face, Gia handed Bailey back to Jay and grabbed her phone.

"[color=#b53389]Okay. Your turn.[/color]” She whispered. The Dewey boy happily held the cat up high like simba and the Delphina sovereign snapped a quick pic, "[color=#b53389]Lovely.[/color]” Bailey was then handed back to her, for safekeeping. Once she made her way to the main lobby, a chuckle escaped her lips. Playfully winking at Elijah, Gia cooed, "[color=#b53389]Have fun~[/color]” and took her leave. 

Elijah raised an eyebrow, her rather generous offer to care for the cat was surprising, her use of the picture and her promiscuity was not. He shook his head and at her comment replied, [color=crimson]”Gia.”[/color] Walking past her he approached Leon’s office and knocked on the door twice before letting himself in, closing it behind him, he greeted the head warden, [color=crimson]”Leon, you wished to speak with me?”[/color]

[i][color=red]Note -[/color] Eliana and Elijah collab to come, which is a little bit before this collab in terms of time sequence.[/i]
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