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[B][Color=00ffff]Location: [/color][/b]C.A.G.E. transport
[B][Color=00ffff]Outfit: [/color][/b]School uniform
[B][Color=00ffff]Skills/Powers/Equipment: [/color][/b]N/A[/center][hr]Victoria didn't even have time to read all of the messages, much less reply, before her sister blew up her phone. Tapping the green phone without delay, she looked worryingly at the alarms coming from Stark hall.

[Color=00ffff]"Hi Cas. Quick rainheck on what is going on with me: WHY IS THE STARK HALL ON FIRE?! I just left and the place is already in flames, what the hell?"[/color]

She thought about it for half a second. The biggest pyro she knew of was Ardere, but that wasn't possible since Andy has borrowed her life indefinitely. That left...

[Color=00ffff]"...god [i]dammit[/i], Danni..."[/color]

[i]”I don’t know! But I don’t care about the fire, Vicky, what’s going on with you? You’ve been so weird and distant lately - you didn’t come home for Thanksgiving - and Mom said you jailbroke yourself??? I’m your sister, you should talk to me about things - let me help you - but I can’t do that if you don’t let me know what’s going on? Are you hurt? You know CAGE is where they take crazy people right? Billy’s mom went there once and—- never mind, just what is happening???”[/i]

[Color=00ffff]"Oh! So she actually called it a jailbreak? Amazing. At least she's finally calling the relationship between me and her what it is, rather than packaging it as a family!"[/color] Victoria spat. [Color=00ffff]"I don't even know where to start with the reasons why I didn't come home. How about we start with the fact that I know she has a backdoor in my system and can shackle me again with a single sentence? No thank you. I mean... Fucking hell!"[/color] She vented, opting not to tell Cassie that she didn't entirely trust herself not to attack Hope on sight in a fit of rage.

[Color=00ffff]"Please tell me you didn't know about this."[/color] she continued, her voice sounding tired. [Color=00ffff]"Please tell me I can at least still have a sister, since the person I considered a mother is either a cruel puppet master or completely oblivious to the irony of this arrangement."[/color]

There was silence on the other end of the line, followed by what quietly sounded like a sob. [i]"...You're a robot, Vicky. You know the family history."[/i]

[Color=00ffff]"...I do. Do you? One turned out evil, but also, Vis turned out fine. If Hope is so worried I won't work, she never should have built me in the first place."[/color] Victoria answered, her tone hollow. [Color=00ffff]"Anyway, thanks for the vote of confidence, 'sis'."[/color] the sobs were now coming from both ends of the line. [Color=00ffff]"I don't want to do this over a phone. You know where I'll be, come see me. If you care to."[/color]

Victoria ended the call, leaning back against the headrest, her eyes covered by her arm. She could trust none of them. And she needed to stay the hell away from any admin, until she figured out how to protect herself. A set of lyrics wormed itself into her mind and on her lips.

[Center][color=00ffff]"I need to run far away
Can't go back to that place
Like she told me
I'm just a big disgrace"[/color][/center]
She straightened herself out and called out to the driver, idly wondering how many such and worse scenes they must have seen in their career. [Color=00ffff]"Are we there yet?"[/color]