<div class="floatright">(http://www.pixie-cut.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/Shaved-Blonde-Longer-Pixie.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Madison Delacroix<br/><strong>Role</strong>Deputy Head Mistress<br/><strong>Location</strong>Staff Meeting<br/><strong>Time</strong>Day Two<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>Screetchfella, Umbros, Zabryna, Argon<br/><br/>It was a long and uncomfortable voyage over waters too salty for Madison's taste and both being on the boat and in the ocean (even if it was just the Atlantic) had bothered her.  Granted, it wasn't as bad as a flight would've been, but she still wasn't particularly enthused about the whole thing.  She just wished she could teleport there or something and even then, her troubles wouldn't end.  Madison was, for the first time in all her lifetimes, leaving her ancestral rivers.  Perhaps there would be a good one in Transylvania, but she doubted it'd compare to her home waters.  She had already started to feel homesick even before arriving at the school.<br/><br/>Then, when she got there, she found out about the prank she'd missed the night before.  That had made her mad, but she wasn't quite sure what to do about it just yet.  Her destructive impulses needed to be channeled and in the same way that these students were learning about one another and the world outside, she was here to learn control.  Properly channeled, nothing would stop her, just like the Mississippi.<br/><br/>As the tall blonde strutted into the room, her brows were knitted in a disapproving scowl at the paint encrusting everything everywhere.  Those directly around her would feel a certain... pressure, not unlike being deep underwater.  It was a consequence of her irritation, this aura that said that she did not want to be messed with.  Despite that, she was still a sight to behold, her sleeveless shirt clinging to her curves which bounced with each step.  Her sunkissed skin complimenting her light hair and sparkling blue eyes.  Nodding to Screetchfella, Madison took her own seat nearby and started to take a few deep breaths, trying to control the oppressive aura she was putting off.