Welcome to Gaia! ::

Rory waved at Irelia with a grin on seeing her. But then her attention was directed too Delilah and the paper that had interview instructions.

She hopped down on a seat next to Del. "I'm Rory!" she introduced herself more formally. "So, what do you do with plants?" This was a very curious thing for her. She wanted to know!

Irelia beamed at the colourful girl. She didn't even know her, and she was already being singled out.

Sliding in to the chair in front of the table, she smiled snidely at Delilah, one of Antony's "princesses". She disliked her on principal alone, though she didn't know anything about her. She was pretty, probably nice and soft-spoken. Everything Irelia wasn't.

"So... Rainbow Girl, what exactly do you want in a superhero? I'm super short, super mean, and most importantly,"

Irelia leaned closer to wisp, "I can read your secrets."

Wisp moved her personal desk over a little so that both groups had some privacy. Two already. This was great. And Rainbow Girl? That was kind of awesome, too. She smiled widely at Irelia, already scribbling down on her piece of paper.

"Hi nice to see you I am the captain of the superhero team thanks for your interest," she said, which she had rehearsed, because it sounded polite. That over with, she discarded manners. "What? Secrets? Seriously? Are you reading mine right now?"

The blonde noted that down. "We're not really super mean, because we're more about ending tyranny and oppression, but I'm really into this secrets thing!"

"Oh, cool! I didn't know plants could talk!" Rory said, completely absorbed in her interviewee, she even ignored Irelia's snide comments about it all. Then she remembered the paper. "Oh, right... um... what do you think being a superhero is?" she asked in tones that said she was reading that for the first time.

But she wanted to know more about the plant thing.

Irelia turned back to Wisp with a snap, a rigid smile on her face.

"You want to know about "the secret thing?". Well, I can tell you right now that you don't want to tell me that I'm a jerk, which upsets me but I'll get over it."

Her smile fell a little.

"I always do," Shaking her head to rid herself of these thoughts, Irelia focused her attention back on the Rainbow Girl, "So, exactly what type of evil and tyranny are we fighting?"

In Irelia's mind, she was a shoe-in for the team.

Wisp's mouth had dropped open. "Wow," she said. "You do know people's secrets."

She scribbled secrets!!! right underneath the jerk statement. "It's not that being a jerk is a bad thing," she said, "I mean, my sister Jace is a ginormous jerk, and I love her more than anything in the whole wide world. Sometimes you need a jerk on the team, you know? If you've ever seen X-Men, Wolverine is just a huge jerk! Chris can also be a jerk when he's mad, though," she added contemplatively, "so we do have the jerk thing slightly covered on that base."

More scribbles. "Personally, I like to fight the evil and tyranny that squashes free speech and expression," she said, "I fight censorship and anti-creativity and I like to totally viva la revolution!" Even if she didn't entirely get what that meant. At all. "I deface public property, so you could consider me an anti-hero."

She also did not know what this meant: she was quoting her mother directly. Apparently if you just fixed public benches by making them less boring and drawing picture of rocket ships on them, you were defacing them. And that was illegal. But it shouldn't have been illegal. Anyway, she scrubbed it off if her mom was there, with a pout and blue eyes filled with resentful tears. "In your personal opinion, what's the worst evil in the world?"

"Wow," said Wisp admiringly: the list was specific and dramatic, and she would have loved that answer in her own repetoire. But it was not quite in her nature to be envious, just impressed. She leant her chin in her hand and looked at Irelia: each of her little fingernails had a different face on it. Her ring finger was sticking out its tongue. "That's a great answer. All right, let's have a scenario question."

She took in a breath, thinking about it. "If you had a villain who had just kidnapped a bus load of nursery kids," she said, "and he was threatening to blow it up unless the cops gave him a bojillion dollars and a nuclear bomb, what would you do?"