ms marigold
Meme Queen
Axelle Beaumont - Nike
"Contribute to chaos."
Guild: Styx | Location: Game Room | Scenario: Scheming | With: Philomena, Cameron, Oliver, Valerie, Theresa | Mentions:
stellar.nova
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Athens
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AnimeGenork
,
deer
hi
Axelle headed back to the game room with confident strides. A return to the scene of the crime, she chuckled to herself. She was slightly annoyed to have been separated from her partner in crime but was pretty sure that she wouldn’t have to take the guilds too seriously. She paused at the door to the game room, appraising the five people already inside. Mostly girls, Axelle noted. This pleased her, girls, too her, had always seemed much more capable than guys. Her eyes settled on a pretty, redheaded girl. She had something that Axelle couldn’t quite put her finger on but that she recognised as similar to herself. A kind of storm hiding in her skin. Two of the other girls sat together, close like she always was with Ella. The boy appeared to be reading a book, likely to avoid any kind of interaction. Finally, the last girl; she was introducing herself politely, almost sweetly, to the room. Axelle didn’t catch her name but her ears latched on to the suggestion of a competition. Axelle had not wanted to be the leader, she knew she lacked the patience, organisation or commitment to lead a team but the opportunity to show off appealed to her and that distinctive grin spread over her features.
“A competition, once everyone is here of course, sounds like the perfect idea.” She announced as she stepped into the room, commanding attention. “I’m Axelle.” She perched herself on the edge of the air-hockey table. Now, for the second time she appraised the group and an idea came into her head. Perhaps, she mused silently, I could choose our leader myself… After all, if she could make herself win at these games, surely she could transfer that to another?
“A competition, once everyone is here of course, sounds like the perfect idea.” She announced as she stepped into the room, commanding attention. “I’m Axelle.” She perched herself on the edge of the air-hockey table. Now, for the second time she appraised the group and an idea came into her head. Perhaps, she mused silently, I could choose our leader myself… After all, if she could make herself win at these games, surely she could transfer that to another?