Victor -- Prickle

As soon as he reached Leon's stronghold Victor knew there was something wrong. His ears prickled and his nose itched. Some strong magic had gone down, he didn't know what had happened but it was doing some serious chemical alteration on the molecular level. "What have you done now, Leon?" he asked quietly. Using his blood, Victor produced his skateboard and hopped on it. Using the wind to accelerate himself, he sped through the halls until he reached a side door that led inside; instead of taking it he jumped his skateboard on the walls and rolled up them. An open window appeared a few meters from the ground. Slowing down, Victor eyed the window suspiciously. The room was empty, no sign of life, no sign of any auras. Excellent. Pulling himself through, he absorbed the skateboard and moved swiftly across the room. Softly opening the door he peered out, the coast was clear. Perfect. By this time Victor had covered his own aura so none but the very highly skilled could detect him, and even then they wouldn't know the extent of his true powers. The nice thing about being here was that none of these people, apart from Leon, of course, were very skilled at aura reading. A few of them had the potential, but they had never mastered, or probably even knew they had the power in the first place. Creeping around was so much fun, Victor loved doing it even when there was no need; it kept him in practice.
Up ahead he could see a group of people. What was going on, he wondered. Treading lightly, Victor reached them before they noticed he was there. Standing behind Spati and Asuka he looked at the surprised looks on everyone's faces at they stared at someone who Victor could not see. "What's this?" he asked softly.
Turning around in surprise, Spati just pointed at the girl.
He took a momentary glance then transferred his gaze back to Spati. "Hey Moonsong, I didn't know you were walking around by yourself." but something told him his first assessment wasn't right, he blinked and turned his head back to who he thought was Moonsong. "By Helios. . ." he remarked in amazement. "Who's this little tart?"
The Moonsong lookalike bristled visibly at those words.

"Calm down, sweetheart, I meant that as a compliment. My goodness, though, you do have a strong resemblance to Moonsong." something about this new girl wasn't quite right and that bothered Victor. He had a sneaking suspicion he knew what had happened. "What's your name, love?"

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