[center][h3][b][color=ff48a5]Mary Sue Sullivan[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://image.film.at/images/cfs_landscape_616w_347h/7106616/46-149344534.jpg
[/img][hr][b][color=ff48a5]Location:[/color][/b] Cafeteria
[b][color=ff48a5]Skills: [/color][/b] N/A
[b][color=ff48a5]Costume: [/color][/b] Avenger's Academy Student.
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	Mary Sue waved at the new girl, and forced a small smile, before nodding "[color=ff48a5]Oh? I don't think I got your last name...[/color]" She felt bad for not recognizing this person by her face, but she was also in a costume, so maybe that was it? She hadn't ever been in a haunted house before, but it sounded fun. "[color=ff48a5]Yeah, I'd like that![/color]" Saying yes to what people wanted to das [i]typically[/i], in her experience, the best way to get people to like her. Maybe it was wrong to think about social situations like this, but she [i]did[/i] want friends, and so she was willing to engage in some light social mirroring to get that to happen.


	It was then she blinked, her dad used to talk about how he got his powers and her eyes widened for a moment, before saying, "[color=ff48a5]Oh, your mom is Sparky, isn't she?[/color]" That was what her dad always called her anyway. She was relatively certain her dad almost killed Zari's mom, but now was maybe not the best time to bring that up? "[color=ff48a5]Sorry it took me a second, it's nice to meet you too![/color]" She loosened up a little bit, having a bit more context for this social interaction now. The asymmetry in information scared her for a moment, but the panic from that was melting away now.