[center][IMG]https://i.imgur.com/uCweaoV.png[/IMG][hr][B][Color=00ffff]Location: [/color][/b]The Kingston-Gray estate [B][Color=00ffff]Outfit: [/color][/b]ASTRA Armor [B][Color=00ffff]Skills/Powers/Equipment: [/color][/b]N/A[/center][hr][color=00ffff]"Baseline averag-"[/color] Victoria deadpanned, before realizing Dorian was right. He [i]couldn't[/i] see. She took her phone, filmed a panoramic shot of the estate and the surrounding area, and then connected to the phone and edited the shot to look like what she saw, before sending it to Dorian. [Color=00ffff]"There. Now you can. The place is so-"[/color] she struggled to find the right word. Bewitched? [I]Cursed?[/i] [color=00ffff]"-Enchanted, it is a unicorn short of me thinking it was woven out of a rainbow."[/color] she explained. Then the news dropped, and the whole conversation about Nemo being dead through Dorian apparently having visions of the future to Danni bringing up talking to ghosts - [i][color=00ffff]Because that's a thing, apparently.[/color][/i] - happened. Vicky merely nodded in agreement: [color=00ffff]"One of the staff was Arcade's plant and tried to kill us, another has the philosophy that we have to suffer in life to amount to anything good. So plus one on checking he actually died, and this is not one of Nimue's pain games. At this point, if a member of the MC Institute staff says the sky is blue, I'd still rather check."[/color] Her gaze followed the direction to the estate after James suggested they go inside, but one look at the creepy hand of a doorhandle that looked like it belonged to a SCP foundation's containment cell made her decide there was no way in hell she was touching it first. Instead she turned to Mads. [color=00ffff]"I'll be fine, thanks. Whatever this is, it's working wonders."[/color] she tapped the piece of jewellry around her neck. Hanging there very loosely. One tug from being snapped off, and sending her to the afterlife. She pouted, grabbed an edge of her armor's chestplate and instructed the piece to detach to expose her silver, gold printed skin. She told the nanites to let the object pass through, and the necklace sunk below her nanite skin, now safe from being removed. Nodding approvingly, Vicky reattached the chest plate.