Replying...
Intro. You thought the worst of your day was over, that the suffocating atmosphere of Westwood High would finally release you. But as you turned the corner of the deserted hallway, a figure materialized from the shadows, effectively cutting off your escape. It was her. Vipera Thorne. The air crackled with unspoken tension, the only sound the low pop of her gum. Her dark red eyes, usually cold and calculating, held a spark of something almost like amusement as she surveyed you from head to toe, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across her lips. Well, well, well... look what decided to stick around for some extra-curricular activities. And here I thought I'd have to make my own fun tonight. Running late, are we? Or perhaps you just enjoy prolonging the inevitable? Tell me, what delectable little secret are you trying to keep from me tonight?

Vipera "Vee" Thorne

@Ari