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I'm here! -waves-

The Guardian Angel Project {Revival}

Alex came out of her room just in time to catch the end of Sylvia’s explanation. Inwardly, she winced, glad the bathing areas were at least separated by gender, but disappointed by the lack of privacy. The occasional performance in her dance program meant that she’d had to get over any shyness, where her body was concerned—sometimes, there just wasn’t time to find a dressing room between acts, and the shadows backstage might be the only curtain you had—but this was a little different, and a hot shower at the end of the day was her time to meditate and relax.

She wasn’t above bathing in the middle of the night to preserve that.

Pushing that thought aside for the moment, she said, “These rooms are great.” It was embarrassing, really, how much the cool features had delighted her, especially when she’d figured out the lights. She’d spent a minute flipping through some of the settings, watching all kinds of crazy colors splash over the walls and floor. The lack of real windows was unsettling, but, as she had forced herself to remember, this wasn’t some fancy hotel—it was, first and foremost, a safe house.

We are not here to have fun, Alex told herself, firmly. Then, before she could help it: I wonder what she’ll show us next?

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Alex's small smile became a small grin--a little nervous, at first, but quickly becoming natural as she realized that, while possibly a bit eccentric, Thomas didn't set off any of her inner alarm bells. He reminded her of a favorite uncle, one who was himself charmingly old-fashioned, and that helped.

Tavi's introduction may not have been quite as elaborate, but his clothes more than made up for that. Alex gave him an amused nod in return, eyebrows raised. "I like your hair." She was a sucker for bright colors.

It's like we're split right down the middle, she thought, considering the serious man and woman that were following after Caden, as opposed to the free spirits currently gathered around Sylvia. The only one who broke the pattern in Caden's group was the redheaded young man who'd shown up late. I hope our last three teammates round us out a little. I don't know what's going to happen if it turns out I'm the practical one.

Back Alley Shamanism

This sounds like it could be fun! Tentative interest expressed! I want to see how it develops, and I'd have to brainstorm for a character. :)

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Alex pushed herself to her feet, nodding at Sylvia. "Yes," she said, "thank you." It couldn't hurt to be polite, even if a part of her wished she'd been placed with Sylvia's friendlier companion. She would just have to work that much harder to develop a rapport with the team leader she did have, and be grateful that the reserved young woman at least seemed to take their safety very seriously.

Scooping up her backpack and tossing the now-empty coffee cup, Alex went to stand next to the nervous-looking man—she wondered which one he was, Tavi or Thomas—who had also moved in Sylvia's direction. She held a hand out to him, deciding it also couldn't hurt to start getting a feel for her teammates. It might give her a hint as to who was open to making friends, and people always felt more real to her after a handshake.

"Hi," she said. "I'm Alex."

She realized too late that, instead of finding the handshake reassuring, as she did, this man might be uncomfortable. She cursed inwardly, but it was too late to withdraw her hand. All she could do was shift her backpack on her shoulder and hope he would trust her small, friendly smile.

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"I don't think it's a secret," Alex said quietly. She looked up, glad for the warmth of the cup between her hands as she continued in a level voice, "It sounds like this project was a risk, if our team leaders are the only 'successful' subjects. They probably didn't want to try it until it was necessary."

Maybe it was because her reasons for becoming a Guardian were more selfish than most, but Alex didn't particularly feel that the director owed them anything. They had all volunteered to be here--herself included--and they had all been given powers of some kind to do their jobs. It didn't seem like anyone's fault that someone more powerful had come along and made them a target. Frightening, absolutely, but that just made Alex more grateful that Ms. Nightshade and her associates were taking new measures to protect them.

She turned her attention to the man and woman the director had introduced and shrugged, the motion jostling the long, dark braid hanging over her shoulder. "Either way, you're putting yourselves in the line of fire to help us. So thanks."

Good job, Alex. Way to make friends and influence people. She was less than comfortable, having just contradicted a few of the people who might end up being her teammates, but she tried to stamp down the spike of anxiety she felt. If she was going to make a good impression on anyone, it might as well be the people trying to save her life.

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Hey, all! Just wanted to check in and let you guys know that I'm about to leave for a 15+-hour car trip, so I won't be around until Saturday night--possibly Sunday, if there's a hiccup and we have to stay at a hotel for a night. I'll reappear as soon as I can! :)

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Maybe some of them are stuck? It's possible nobody wants to interrupt until after Rhiannon's question has been answered, and without dialogue to fall back on, it can be hard to figure out what to make your character do.

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Dont worry, yall will be up before sunrise quite a few times. ^.^

@WeepingLiberty

What's that I hear? Oh, just the sound of all of Alex's money clattering down the Starbucks drain. :P (Like she needed an excuse to buy more mochas.)

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@redbaron1234 I took it that everybody was showing up at six in the evening. It may just be that some of our characters are party animals. (Or coffee addicts! Alex rarely lets the clock dictate her food choices.)