<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>Tryouts<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Enjoying her afternoon, trying to find out what all the yelling is about<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Peter, Rachel, Isabella, Phil, Abe, Open<br/><br/>Mim nodded at the young man who had just rushed into the gym. He looked like he had just beat feet to get back here. ~<em>Is this shit really that amusing</em>~ Shaking her head she noticed more people were showing up. Looking over at Peter, Rachel and Isabella she smiled. "Looks like you guys may not need me after all. Besides, I'm more of a chaosleader then a cheer leader anyways."<br/><br/>Hearing the gruff voice from behind her Mim chuckled. "You rang? And what, exactly, did that text about Casey mean?" Looking to see where the voice came from Mim's eyes widened and she couldn't help herself. As she looked over the stout little man standing next to her an evil grin crossed her face. "HOLY JEEZUS! It's a dwarf...Nice hat dude." As she realised he was probably faculty the smirk on her face didn't change. So what if she got in trouble? She was here at tryouts to cause chaos after all.<br/><br/>As the the red head walked up Mim jumped. "Ahhh! Ginger....Is your last name Weasley?" She smirked at him playfully before hearing him call the dwarf man 'coach.' ~<em>Well fuck me...that's just perfect</em>~ Smiling at the group around her she pursed her lips for a moment. "Something tells me I'm in trouble...I've been a naughty girl." She winked at Peter and Abe as she said it. Then she let out a small huff before turning to look at Phil, who was almost certainly going to scream his tiny head off at her.