Not everyone aspires to something more though. [If was fuzzy and befuddled, but Violet was positive she hadn't wanted to become Centurion, she would have happily stayed a Legionnaire for the rest of her life. Background music was pretty much her MO, there but not there until it was needed, or particularly catchy.] But, I guess there is always a need for the run of the mill.

[Her hand leaves the table, back to her arm, scratch scratch.] How does a girl like me join the club then? Excruciatingly long test made up only of word problems and reading comprehension, 'cause I would fail that in a heart beat. Trolls, especially in a dungeon, or the girl's bathroom, that I can do.