[color=LightBlue]   The [i]"New Girl"[/i], as she had been so dubbed, finally forewent the silence she had maintained up until that point, running a hand casually through the long portion of her hair, white with tips as silver in colour as her pale eyes, quite unlike the short shaved black of the opposite side. [color=white][b]"Wow~."[/b][/color] She drawled, her tone and expression equal parts sly and brimming with amusement. The look and sound of someone who always gave off the impression of knowing something nobody else knew. [color=white][b]"I wasn't expecting a speech like that. You lot sure talk a lot, don't you?"[/b][/color]

   In an oddly fluid line of movement, she shifted into a leisurely stretch before rising to her feet from where she had previously been sitting and crossing her arms over her chest with one finger held to her blue-grey painted lips. [color=white][b]"You celebrities are really trusting the vocals entirely to someone you don't even know, though, huh? Pretty ballsy stuff~"[/b][/color] Vell took a second then to scan the group briefly, that roguish gaze analyzing. It was a bit early to have a solid idea of how each one of them worked, yet, but they at least looked like they would play hard. Even if their motivations were scattered and weak, and their apparent leader apparently lacking in either confidence or a backbone.

   Either one would be a problem, if it weren't for one thing.

   She gave Jacob another seemingly unimpressed once-over, then turned away and began to walk toward the waiting room exit with an airy wave of her hand. [color=white][b]"As for all this talk of cheating, while I do love a good trick, I'd say we don't need it. After all, we've got professionals, a big band, and some good looking baby blues on our side. And to top it all off, if there's one thing I'm good at..."[/b][/color] Here she paused, hand on the door, to shoot them all a wily grin over her shoulder as she continued.[/color] [color=white][b]"...It's puttin' on a show~"[/b][/color]

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