<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Tilly1.jpg)</div><br/>As Shockwave and Green Gale headed for the elevator, the doors dinged and who should pass them by but<strong>Hellfire.</strong>The tall, punkish woman was pulling back the hood of her long coat as she stepped out, brushing between the two other women headed into the elevator car. She was tall and thin, with green eyes that shone with mischief and a shock of hair dyed fire engine red. Hellfire never wore a costume -unless one considered her normal state of dress a costume, which might not be far off- and instead always wore her signature coat; a black, sleeveless number with a hood.<br/><br/>"Where have you been?" said HercuLina, steely blue gaze narrowed at Hellfire, "You were supposed to judge this. Recoil had to come in."<br/><br/>Recoil just rolled her shoulders in a slight, non-committal shrug.<br/><br/>"I had things to take care of. Don't get'cher panties in a wad, Lina" retorted Hellfire, offering a dismissive wave. "You want me here or not?"<br/><br/>HercuLina stared at Hellfire, obviously biting back some kind of insult. She maintained her poise and composure, tilting her chin up. "You might as well at least stay and watch. Perhaps you can offer your opinion from time to time." Lina glanced back at the sim room again, obviously having considered the matter settled.<br/><br/>Hellfire shrugged and grinned at one of the floating cameras before strolling into the room a bit further and leaning back against a wall. She eyed the contestants from there, grinning at the group of nineteen people staring at her. Inside the small knot of contestants,<strong>Cassidy Torres</strong>was talking with Thorn. Cass looked at the nature-loving woman and shook her head from side to side. "Sorry, girl, death has to be recent for me to do that. Like within ten minutes. If it's any longer than that, then the brain has been dead too long for me to get a vision. Who knows when the Prankster died? Last night sometime? Hours ago, probably. Even if she just died right when that assistant came up here, we'd never make it to the room in time. Besides, there's no way they'd let us."<br/><br/>Speaking of being denied, across the room, Karn and Rho were talking with<strong>Chad,</strong>who was putting on his fake smile for the two of them. It obviously didn't reach his eyes. It never did. This time, there was more than his passive look behind it. There was malice in his eyes. He stared straight at the two contestants, even putting a hand on Rho's shoulder as he spoke.<strong> "That's great that you want to help, fellas. You have a contest to win, though, so get back to it. Just put this whole incident out of your heads. It's unfortunate this had to happen, but that woman had a history of substance abuse problems. We thought she was over it, but apparently she wasn't. Perhaps it was this high-pressure situation. Being a hero is tough work."</strong>He smiled again, then looked at his watch. Second time since the announcement of the death. Chad turned away, considering the subject closed.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>"Green Gale and Shockwave on the floor! Let's see how they do, everybody!"</strong></div>