<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/Mim/ff2d57dd-00b4-4897-ac31-3d83579a58e8.jpg)</div><strong>Name/True Identity:</strong>Jemima ‘Mim’ Morgaine / Mad Madam Mim<br/><strong>Location:</strong><br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Enjoying her afternoon, trying to find out what all the yelling is about<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Peter, Rachel, Isabella, Open<br/><br/>As Isabella walked over Mim took her attention from Peter to her. "Sweet looking hair! Wish I were that brave." Mim raised an eyebrow for a moment. Niceness, it was one of those things Mim could only handle part of the time. ~<em>Don't scare them just yet Jemima</em>~ Mim's thoughts rang loud in her own head as she nodded at Isabella and smirked. "Oh this!" She flipped her hair around as if it were just another accessory she had to show off. "This is natural!" She chuckled a bit and let the girl speak to her minions. ~<em>Cheerleaders have minions...who knew...maybe being a cheerleader wouldn't be so bad</em>~ She shook off that thought quickly. ~<em>You? Cheerful? What the fuck is wrong with you Mim</em>~<br/><br/>As Mim saw Isabella's attention come back to her she ran her fingers through her hair. "Are you here for tryouts?" The words stabbed at Mim's brain like a longsword. ~<em>I'm obviously not intimidating enough....Stop it Mim, you are trying this new thing where you at least tolerate people, remember</em>~ Shaking her head Mim looked down at her clothes and back to Isabella. "I don't know that I'm the cheery type...I mean, how does someone go about doing the splits in this skirt? I came to heckle, but you are really nice. And while that makes me want to puke a little, I find it hard to be terribly mean right now...." Mim paused for a moment before pursing her lips and raising the back of her hand to her forehead. "I think I must be coming down with something." Chuckling again she sighed. "Any chance if I change my mind I can try out later?....The name's Mim by the way."<br/><br/>