<br/><div class="floatleft"> (http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/MadelynHeadshot.JPG/378449894/MadelynHeadshot.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Madelyn Kovac<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Tristyn's Apartment<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Gray Hoodie, Phantom Tee, Blue jeans, and Gray sneakers.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><br/>Madelyn already felt a little guilty for taking some of her frustration out on Elizabeth with that evil glare, and when she discovered that she and Vivian had gone off alone, she felt worse. The situation only made her ever guiltier when Michael seemed to comment that it was his fault. Not only did Maddy feel ashamed at the fact that she'd let past experiences bias her against the cheerleader, but she didn't want Michael to have to deal with any additional drama. As a theater geek who was no stranger to drama, she took it upon herself to go check on the girls.<br/><br/>Her movement away from the group would likely lead to raised eyebrows at least.<strong>"Just gonna go check on them. Be right back."</strong>She'd say, gripping the makeshift taser in her pocket as protection from the possible stranger waiting just down the street.<br/><br/>She walked off in the direction they'd gone and it wasn't long before she heard voices coming from beyond the shattered window of the apartment management office. She was now close enough to hear the conversation, and she stopped just out of sight as she could hear Elizabeth lamenting:<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156101.msg7193200#msg7193200">Quote from: Branwen on 08-11-2012, 20:18:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> if we stay they'll realize they don't need us and will..." ... "I don't know.  Something I guess.  Leave us?  Kill us?  Or, you know.  Something else?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>She allowed Vivian to respond before making her presence known. She walked into the office and caught a glimpse of the pale haired girl seated on the toilet. She turned around and began a string of apologies.<strong>"Oh.. Sorry. Didn't realize you were... Anyway Elizabeth? I shouldn't have given you that look back there. I wanted to say I'm sorry... And you're not useless. I thought I should mention that too. "</strong><br/><br/>Madelyn walked further away from the bathroom door so as to not intrude any more than she already had. She sat down at one of the desks facing away from that end of the office and began absentmindedly opening drawers.<strong> "I want to explain myself a little. You see, Michael is more special than I think we even know... We can't take for granted that he is saving our lives. He is so special all by himself, but he chose us. Didn't you feel it when he started talking at the school? He picked us to go with him. So I think that makes us... ALL of us pretty special too. He showed me something... Beautiful... And I think it has to do with all of us. You can brush me off if you think I'm just crazy, but the whole world just got pretty crazy." </strong>She spun around in the swivel chair and opened another drawer.<br/><br/>Madelyn grinned. She'd been wishing she had some sort of peace offering... and now she did. In the drawer in all it's glory was the candy stash of a middle aged working woman. Chocolate, and sweets galore graced the deep drawer.<strong>"Ohmigod. Look at this!"</strong>She marveled.<strong>"Tell you what, Elizabeth. To make up for that nasty look I gave you,  I'll tell the others you found this. After all... Sugar is great for morale." </strong><br/>