Ashleigh Smythe

"We Cannot Solve Our Problems With The Same Thinking We Used When We Created Them."

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a character in “Something Like Fate”, as played by Blushing Bunny



{"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination.” }
-Albert Einstein
|| Mirrors :: Justin Timberlake || Move :: Little Mix || Breakaway :: Kelly Clarkson|| Animals :: Maroon 5 || This Is How We Do :: Katy Perry ||


|{Full Name}|
Ashleigh Renee Smythe

- Ash -
- Ashie -
- Lee-Lee -

June 17, 1997


|| 75% Hawaiian || 20% English || 5% French ||


High School Student

Female Role 6 :: Fourth-Year Camper

Honolulu, Hawaii

{"Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character.” }
-Albert Einstein



|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
- Ashleigh Can Read Things Backwards Quite Easily -
- She Picks At Her Nail Polish When Nervous -
- Ashleigh's Voice Getts Really High-Pitched When She's Excited -

|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
Acting {On Stage & To Lie}
Winning Arguments

|{Flaws || Weakness}|
Always Speaks Her Mind
Doesn't Consider Others' Opinions

- Anything To Do With Art -
- Reading -
- Gossiping -

øLosing Her Familyø
øGetting Called Out For Her Behaviorsø
øGetting Caught Sneaking Outø
øBeing Outcasted In Societyø

Ashleigh Knows She Has A Brother Back In Hawaii But She's Never Met Him
She's Afraid Of The Dark
Ashleigh Can't Stand Not Having Attention
She Is Questioning Her Sexuality

|{Goals & Dreams}|
- Own A Dance Club -
- Have A Family -
- Learn Her Heritage -


{"Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” }
-Albert Einstein

|{ Problem Solver, Talkative, Unapologetic, Sarcastic, Confident }|

Ashleigh is every sense of the word peculiar. She’s quite the social butterfly but half the time it’s about things you are completely confused about. Considering one second she’ll be talking about how the stars are the most beautiful thing in the world then about talking dogs. There is no telling what the next thing to come out of her mouth. Ashleigh has always been one to just speak her mind, no matter what it is. Be it how she feels about you or how she feels about monkeys. There is something about the girl that just makes her speak whatever she feels. Creative, talkative, and extremely talented.


Ashleigh stands at 5'4, and weighs around 112 pounds. She has long, usually curly dark brown hair which cascades down her shoulders and to her mid-back. Ashleigh's eyes are a dark, hazel brown which is a characteristic of most natives of Hawaii. Ashleigh honestly has a style of her own. One day, she's edgy, the next she's extremely girly. It honestly just depends on her mood. However, her makeup- if she's wearing any at all- is always extremely natural. Growing up, her parents never let her wear much makeup, so she doesn't depend on it, and usually lets her natural beauty shine.

{"Strive not to be a success, but rather to be of value.” }
-Albert Einstein


▲ Conversation, Being Right, Parties, Having Fun, Watching TV, Reading, Being With Her Parents, Getting Good Grades, Feeling Successful, Sneaking Out, Winning Arguments, Vintage Clothing, Sweet Tea, Guacamole

{"Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere.” }
-Albert Einstein


▼ Cold Weather, Studying, The Color Maroon, Sarcasm {Directed Toward Her}, Lemonade, Sour Things, Kites, Shaving Her Legs, Umbrellas, Frisbees, Chess, Playing Cards, Birds

{"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.” }
-Albert Einstein




|{Place of Origin}|

When Ashleigh was six years old she was adopted from a foster home in Columbus, Ohio. Originally from born in Hawaii she was moved to Columbus at three after the foster home she was placed shut down and her foster mother moved back home with a few of the foster children. Ashleigh’s time in her foster home was simple. She had the most fun imaginable, her personality made her easily loved by the parents looking for children. But somehow when she told her crazy stories and about her imaginary friend they didn’t find her very appealing anymore. That was until Hunter and Sebastian came into her life. She had just turned five years old and her foster mother was beginning to loose hope that someone come along and adopt her. But, the two men fell for her instantly and she to them. It was almost like a match made in heaven and a year later she was moving with them to Lima, Ohio to live with her new family.
There is some form of pressure when it comes to being a Smythe. Maybe it’s the wealth or the fact that her parents where extremely cunning and successful. Being the only child of Hunter & Sebastian, Ashleigh has always felt more pressure to be successful, just like them. But if the truth is being told, she’d rather just party and paint.

|{Family Tree/People Of Importance}|
|| Hunter Smythe || Father || 37 || Living ||
|| Sebastian Smythe || Father || 39 || Living ||

|{Happiest Memory}|
Being adopted by Hunter and Sebastian- It's the first time in her life that she actually felt loved and wanted.

|{Saddest Memory}|
Entering high school- It seems odd, but that's when Ashleigh began to feel the pressure of a life she doesn't necessarily want to lead

{"He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice.” }
-Albert Einstein

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)

Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could break away

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway

Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway

Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around revolving doors
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway

I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway

{"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious.” }
-Albert Einstein

Ashleigh carries a seashell from Hawaii with her at all times.
She has no clue who her birth parents are, but wants to find them.
Ashleigh can be withdrawn from others.


|| Character Dialogue ||
|| Face Claim ||
Vanessa Hudgens

So begins...

Ashleigh Smythe's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cassandra Bennett Character Portrait: Ciana Moore Character Portrait: Mackenzie Irving Character Portrait: Harlyn Freitas-Valmont Character Portrait: Ashleigh Smythe Character Portrait: Sophia Stanford Character Portrait: Hollie Knight Character Portrait: Alicia Morales Character Portrait: Theodore Matthews Character Portrait: Brookylnn Harrison Character Portrait: Elias Addiks Character Portrait: Liam Woods Character Portrait: Lucas Woods Character Portrait: Colton Nobel Character Portrait: Johnathon O'Briens Character Portrait: Kit Grimshaw Character Portrait: Dylan Negovanlis Character Portrait: Charlotte Van der Veen Character Portrait: Ben Hartley

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93 Degrees Fahrenheit | 33.889 Degrees Celsius
Sunday, April 4th, 2014 7:22 AM

A trumpet sounded from a distance, loud and melodic in its usual 'To The Colors' anthem as scouts rose the American flag into the clear blue skies. Everyone had a part to play; dining halls had to be swept, mopped and pristine dinnerware were acquired to be displayed orderly, every watercraft were pulled out from its position in the shed and were instead lined up beside Lake Fairfield according to their size and shape, washrooms were scrubbed clean as expected, varies workshops had each booth displayed out into campgrounds, the cabins were to be dusted, cleaned, and assigned to the appropriate campers that were soon to arrive, and lastly every staff member put on their best smiles for these campers. A year had past since they had last seen them, and now they were determined as ever, hoping that these last five months would be spent in true enjoyment at Merrie Woode summer camp.



Summer Camp. The words took a dreadful outlook upon Judith. Five month of pure horror with other campers she knew ever since she first attended Merrie Woode; others who inconspicuously tried to make her life a living hell more so than it already had been since the death of Jamie last year, her life little by little was beginning to accumulate all things suffering. Course she tried to look at the positive side, but it was difficult. Besides, who would be around to make sure she never forgotten her inhaler? Surely the others wouldn't. Half never even spoken a hundred words to her let alone acknowledged her appearance. She was only a forgotten soul at the center of earth; a mystery amongst various insights. Though, she never cared. Whatever the others thought, it was theirs to observe. No comment needed.

She leaned her head against the car window, watching as the scenery zip by, a tableau of dark green fir trees, bright rays from the sun reflecting off of the cars, and clear blue skies from above. "Beautiful? Isn't it?" her father took casual glances in the back towards her.

"Every year." She smiled vaguely.

Her father chuckled and flicked on the radio; turning it to the classical station. Judith heard the first few bars of Yiruma's River Flows In You, which was the very piece she was supposed to be working on while at camp before her Julliard audition in September. She felt some kind of cosmic coincidence. She began to concentrate on the notes, imagining herself playing, feeling grateful for this chance to practice, happy to be cool in a car with her melody and her family. She closed her eyes.

"Em? Em, honey, wake up." Someone softly shook at her shoulder. Alarmed, Judith jerked awake. It was her mother."We're here." she said.

Judith looked passed her and fair enough she spotted the sign declaring it to have been Merrie Woode. "Right." she rubbed at her eyes before grabbing her two luggages, hopped out the car, and shutting the door behind her at the same time her father met her with a duffel bag that withheld all her necessities. He took one look at his daughter, his Judy, and pulled her into a hug. "You have fun, okay? Jamie may not be here, but she's always watching over you."

The sound of Jamie's name only made Judith clutch her father even closer. "I will. You know I always will."

A minute passed. Two. Then, her father released her. She turned to her mother, and instantly she was embraced. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, mom." Then, she let go; slinging the duffel bag over her shoulder she managed to roll her luggage down the rugged concrete. Halfway toward a staff member that awaited her, she turned around- her hair whipping at her face- and looked at her parents. They were standing with arms linked over each other as they looked back at their little girl. They knew that she would only be away for the summer, but it was as if they weren't enjoying the thought of her leaving. Josephine raised a hand in goodbye, before walking down a little stone path lined with dark hedges and met face to-face with a tall, balding man, "Miss Ahlström! Welcome back. " He said casually, smiling warmly. "You may remember me as Michael McDonnell, founder of Merrie Woode. Anyhow, here's your schedule," He handed her a paper filled with useful information. Then, he pointed in the direction of her cabin.

Cabin 4: Gray Whales.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ashleigh Smythe

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"And can you even believe the outfit she wore on the red carpet? I mean, I know plaid is nice, but Cher has to know that it is so last year."

Ashleigh rolled her eyes as Sebastian spoke,

"Dad, seriously?" Ashleigh asked as the family's Porsche hit a pot hole in the road and her body jolted, "Nobody cares about what Cher wore to the Grammys. Except you. Only you." Ashleigh scolded, glancing out the window. She'd been in the car for almost 9 hours and she was cranky.

"Ashleigh, I know you're anxious, but there's no need to take it out on us. You knew how long the ride would be, you've known for three years how this goes."

Ashleigh resisted rolling her eyes as Hunter backed up his husband. Ashleigh knew how this worked, but this year seemed... different, for some reason. Ashleigh had this weird knot in her stomach, the same kind of feeling she had when she came to camp for the first time, and she didn't know why.

"We're here!" Ashleigh heard Sebastian squeal and she turned to look out the window. They were there. The place that was to be her home for the next five months. Camp Merrie-Woode.

The Porsche came to a halt behind a line of other cars and Ashleigh stared out the window at the main building, which was crawling with people, and she took a deep breath.

Let's do this.

Hunter and Sebastian were already out of the car by the time Ashleigh had unbuckled her seat belt. Ashleigh opened the door slowly and looked at the two men, her fathers, and tried to smile.

"Alright, Ash..." Hunter said softly, taking his place beside Sebastian. Ashleigh wasted no time in hugging botth men, and oddly not wanting to let go.

"You'll be fine Ash." Sebastian said, "I don't know if me and Hunter will be okay yet, we're always a wreck when you leave... but you'll be fine. I promise. We'll see you in 149 days." Sebastian smiled.

Ashleigh slowly pulled back and looked at both of them, "I love you both." Ashleigh said, grabbing her suitcase from the back of the car.

"I love you too." Hunter and Sebastian said in unison. Ashleigh ushered them back into the car, and smiled at them. After a few minutes of nonverbal communication, Hunter, Sebastian, and the Porsche were gone, and Ashleigh was left in a cloud of dust. Ashleigh turned, Suitcase in hand, as a man came up to her.

The Camp Director.

Ashleigh accepted her schedule with nothing more than a short greeting and she glanced over her schedule. Her cabin was Brittle Stars. The name was... fine, Ashleigh supposed. But she didn't know how stars could possibly be brittle... they're balls of gas, for pete's sake. Ashleigh shrugged it off and became her trek into the woods to find her cabin.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cassandra Bennett Character Portrait: Ciana Moore Character Portrait: Mackenzie Irving Character Portrait: Judith Ahlström Character Portrait: Ashleigh Smythe Character Portrait: Sophia Stanford Character Portrait: Hollie Knight Character Portrait: Alicia Morales Character Portrait: Theodore Matthews Character Portrait: Brookylnn Harrison Character Portrait: Elias Addiks Character Portrait: Liam Woods Character Portrait: Lucas Woods Character Portrait: Colton Nobel Character Portrait: Johnathon O'Briens Character Portrait: Kit Grimshaw Character Portrait: Dylan Negovanlis Character Portrait: Charlotte Van der Veen Character Portrait: Ben Hartley

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77 Degrees Fahrenheit | 25 Degrees Celsius
Monday, April 5th, 2014 8:22 AM

So, it's the first day at Merrie-Woode, right? The campers had a chance to reunite with their peers, if new they got a look around camp, and even met with their campmate(s) whom they may or may not like. But that's just life. Now enough with the blah-blah stuff, It's time to start the day off right. The staff at Merrie-Woode have a list of plans for all the fellow campers. Those of who will follow obediently with a smile planted on their faces which indicate the meaning of being a "happy" camper, and there are others who will use their stay at Merrie-Woode as an advantage to only cause chaos. Hint, hint, the staff has their eyes close on three stooges that are known for causing great catastrophes: Elias Addiks, Dylan Negovanlis, Theodore Matthews. With the likes of Cassandra Bennett hoeing around. May these four (delinquents..) be surveillance.

The dining hall is where we lay our scene, each camper are (hopefully) enjoying their breakfast; scrambled eggs, bacon, potatoes, sausage, and stacks on stacks of pancakes. Since there's only eight minutes left, Mr.McDonnell has decided to make an announcement of who is in what group and with who for our Color War activity, thus giving each of them a map of Merrie-Woode:

"The yellow group includes campers Cassandra Bennett, Hollie Knight, and Charlotte Van Der Deen.

The orange group includes campers Mackenzie Irving, Theodore Matthews, Ben Hartly, and Colton Nobel.

The blue group includes campers Judith Ahlström, Lucas Woods, and Dylan Negovanlis.

The green group includes campers Elias Addicks, Liam Woods, and Ashleigh Smythe.

The red group includes campers Johnathon O'briens, Alicia Morales, and Sophia Stanford.

The purple group Ciana Moore, Brooklyn Harrison, and Kit Grimshaw.

Now attention all campers. Whether or not you like any of your teammates, we are to be respectful and work as a group. Today's color war activity is Capture The Flag. Each team is given at least three riddles that each pertain to where the color of your flag is located. It can be anywhere for example, in the dressers, in the toilet, etcetera. The team who has collected their total of three flags, and report back to the drama station wins. Have fun. And remember to always be a happy camper at Camp Merrie-Woode!"


Yellow Group

1. Little critters are the worst to deal with. It's a good thing that they're kept outside in the__________.
2. Way down deep in the blue sea, betcha can't find me. Where am I?
3. The ________ is forbidden to all campers.

Orange Group

1. Ben Hartly is well known for ending up in the_______.
2. The _____ ______ is always prohibited to boys.
3. Archery is to field as basketball is to______.

Blue Group

1. I wake up in the morning, put my foot to the floor, and make a fifty-yard dash to the bathroom door for the _______.
2. Vegetables are easy to plant.
3. Never go there at night.

Green Group

1. A place set for three meals daily.
2. Where we meet and sing songs.
3. Feeling tired, well Theodore?

Red Group

1. Black and white ball.
2. Horses. Horses everywhere.
3. Two paddles made for two people.

Purple Group

1. Fire is hazardous, but not for marshmallows.
2. I never seen you before. Go get registered in the _____ ______.
3. Looking for a flag, well there's an even bigger one.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cassandra Bennett Character Portrait: Ciana Moore Character Portrait: Ashleigh Smythe Character Portrait: Sophia Stanford Character Portrait: Alicia Morales Character Portrait: Brookylnn Harrison Character Portrait: Brooklynn Harrison Character Portrait: Liam Woods Character Portrait: Johnathon O'Briens Character Portrait: Kit Grimshaw Character Portrait: Dylan Negovanlis

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Why did she even have to go to this stupid camp?

It was a waste of her time most days, and she hated seeing her 'wonderful half-sister' flirt with every guy there. Even the ones Ciana made clear she better keep away from. God, she may act like she loves her 'half-sister' but as far as Ciana is concerned, they have nothing in common. Not even their father.

Ciana had been going to this camp for years, and she was getting so tired of it. This had to be her last year it had to be. She never made friends here, and it was just... annoying. The few friends she did have, moved off and 'lost her number'. So, she doesn't have much faith in humanity anymore. With that being said, her thoughts were interrupted, by that annoying thought of a woman.

"Ciana? Ciana, dear, you're going to be late your first day of camp!" Ciana rolled her eyes, letting out a sigh from her laying form, covered with her grey comforter. The too familiar form of her... whatever she was... appeared in her doorway. "Ciana, get up." The voice was more harsh this time, and that resulted in nothing to help Ciana.

"Shut up, Katy, my god." She growled, sitting up, and swinging her legs off of her bed. Her tattoo of a flock of birds flying up her left arm becoming visible. Despite fufilling her evil stepmother's wishes, she slowly drug herself out of bed, and got dressed.

She wore her usual outfit, and had a duffel bag over her shoulder as she boarded the plane later that morning. She couldn't believe she was giving in to her father and his lover's wishes, but she just went with it for the time being. Before she opened her eyes again, she was there, at camp. After claiming a taxi from the airport, she rode the ridiculously long drive to the woods where the camp was. "Hello Merrie-Woods." She mumbled, and found her way to her cabin, which she found out she was sharing with another girl."Brittle Stars? That's original.." Ciana shook her head, and settled herself in the cabin, meeting Ashleigh, and shaking her hand as they went off to the dining hall where they were being summoned like cattle.

Ah, yes. Ciana forgot about the groups.

The purple group Ciana Moore, Brooklyn Harrison, and Kit Grimshaw.

"Who?" She breathed, and looked around the dining hall. "Brooklyn, and Kit..." She muttered to herself, surveying the sea of people, to see if anyone might resemble those names. If she had two girls, she might just strangle herself.

Ciana hadn't caught sight of her half-sister, Cassandra, and was quite glad. Things had changed so much since last time, and.. she just didn't feel comfortable around her. It was going to be a long camp, wasn't it?

To say he was tired, was an understatement nonetheless. He'd driven all the way from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, to the camp he'd attended for most of his life, located in North Carolina. It felt like he'd been driving his whole life. He had permission to drive, as his parents were out of time at the time, and he was due to move out on his own soon anyway.

He arrived around the time most of the others did, but kept quiet. He didn't honestly know some of the people, just the Camp Flirt, Cassandra Bennett. She seemed to have something with Ciana, but he didn't know facts. Honestly, in his opinion, both girls were attractive, even if they were complete opposites.

Johnathon found his cabin, the Bottle-nose Dolphins. He came to find out his roommates would be Dylan Negovanlis and Liam Woods. After a short introduction, he walked to the dining hall with everyone else. He'd forgotten about the groups, and come to find out he was in the red group... with two girls?

The red group includes campers Johnathon O'briens, Alicia Morales, and Sophia Stanford.

"This year will be an interesting one.." He mumbled to himself, and surveyed the cafeteria, wondering who that would be.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ashleigh Smythe Character Portrait: Sophia Stanford Character Portrait: Alicia Morales Character Portrait: Theodore Matthews Character Portrait: Elias Addiks Character Portrait: Liam Woods Character Portrait: Johnathon O'Briens Character Portrait: Charlotte Van der Veen

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Getting to his cabin had been like a gift from the stars. He was bunked with Theo, which was a little strange to him because he figured the camp would have learned their lesson by now. Dylan wasn't there, which was the disappointment of his life, but they'd figure out some kind of arrangement later. No way being in different cabins was going to ruin the three's fun. The other person in their cabin was Ben, whom he didn't know awfully well, but had seen around and talked to a bit in the four years they had both been attending camp. Amidst Theo's and Eli's animated talking, he did his best to not lose himself in the conversation and isolate Ben. He wasn't sure how well he did, but he hoped it was enough to not make him seem like a total prick.

Despite plans to keep Theo up all night some way or another--childish pranks were his forte-- he had actually ended up hitting the pillow a lot earlier than he had planned. It was probably the drive, exhausting. Eli had never been a morning person, and to say he was groggy when he was woken up at first is a bit of an understatement. Once he got to the dining hall and had some food in his stomach though, there was a radical change. Back was the loud, laughing Elias that the camp staff hated. He stole two or three pancakes off of Theo's plate when he wasn't looking, smiling innocently when the other's gaze landed back on him. "Als de kat van huis is, dansen de muizen op tafel," he mumbled through a mouthful of pancakes with an obnoxious smile. When the cat goes away, the mice dance on the table.

The team assignments came a little later. After casting a quick glance around the room and locating one of his teammates, he said goodbye to his table and maneuvered his way through the crowd to get to the bench he was looking for. On the way over, he snatched a leftover sausage from one of the plates and popped it in his mouth. "Yo," he said, sliding in next to Liam, "how's it hanging? Seen Ashleigh around yet?"

Waking up in the morning was hard. Alicia had been up late last night, breaking charcoal stick after charcoal stick in her attempt to fully complete this one sketch she had started earlier that day. It seemed like an easy enough project when she initially thought of it, but the highlights had proved to be more difficult than she'd thought. And after a long night staying up all night bent over her sketchpad and scribbling away furiously, she had the worst crick in her neck. Alicia's family was one of early birds, and she had inherited that trait, but not even genetics could save her from the numerous yawns that escaped her mouth the next morning. At least she could be happy about her cabinmate. The girl, Charlotte she had learned, seemed to be strangely on the same wavelength on her. They hadn't spoken much at all that night, each scribbling away in their sketchbooks, but Alicia came away with the feeling that she could definitely like this person. She hadn't gotten the chance to take a look in her sketchbook, but she definitely wanted to see what her bunkmate was up to.

Breakfast was a relief. Luckily, there was coffee, which helped her get her head in order. She chose to sit next to Charlotte, seeing both Judith and Elias enjoying themselves at their own table. Again, they didn't speak to each other, and this time, at least in her opinion, the silence definitely carried a hint of awkwardness. Several times she tried to come up with an adequate conversation starter in her mind, shutting herself down each time. Eventually teams were assigned for some kind of capture the flag activity. Except this one involved riddles. She immediately thought of the places the riddles indicated. A black and white ball. That had to be soccer, right? Meaning their first spot was probably the athletics fields. Horses definitely meant the riding pen, and the oars had to mean a canoe, which meant the lake. Hoping to find their team's flag quickly so she could get the uncomfortable social game over with, she looked around for one of her teammates.

Locating one of them, this Jonathon fellow, pretty quickly, she decided to work her way over to him. She tended to be observant, staying in the back of the crowd with sharp eyes and listening ears, so she knew who each of her teammates were. She figured they wouldn't know her, of course, given that she rarely attempted to speak to people. Eventually, she found herself sitting next to him, her hands on the table and a slightly nervous smile on her face. "Hey, I'm Alicia," she said, with a quick lift of her hand indicative of a wave. Then, as though remembering she had said her name with a distinct Spanish accent not many people could replicate, she hurriedly followed her statement with, "But you can just call me Alice. I think we're on the same team." She knew they were on the same team, but being able to distinguish a person's face from a crowd when they've never met you before tended to come off as strange, and that wasn't the first impression she wanted to make. "So, any ideas?" she asked, with a quick run of her hand through the mess of curls atop her head.