*The sun is painting the sky while the bustle of Blackwell Academy carries on, though subdues into a hum barely noticeable under the impending cloak of twilight and Victoria Chase is seen perched casually on one of the benches in front of the dormitory. Her designer sunglasses perched atop her manicured brow, eyes mindlessly scanning a luxury fashion magazine, her bored expression making it clear that she finds it vapidly uninspired. She's clad in her typical stylish attire - tight black jeans s...