The Estate's meticulously kept gardens, including a hedgemaze that students have occasionally described as "sadistic" and a sizeable rose garden. Benches in shaded spots are plentiful, and the gardens are popular to study in on pleasant days.
Wanda walked in, carrying several cases of soda cans which she stowed under the table nearest the coolers. She grabbed a can out of the cooler and popped it open, drinking a little bit as she looked around.
"The strength, the stamina, that I'm the absolute picture of health." Wanda finished her soda, crushing the can vertically in one hand. "They claim it makes sense. It's not like I have a choice in the matter either way."
"The next supervillain attack might change that, but they'd try to set you on fire no matter what your ability, so if that happens I wouldn't take it personally if I were you," Wanda said, her tone indicating she was mostly joking.
Well well, what have we here? Victoria said, flicking away the butt of a cigarette (which vanished in a little puff of mist before it hit the ground). Ahhh, now this is the sort of thing you miss during busy summers. Smirking, clad in a black skirt and a tank top, her tattoos currently hidden, Victoria made her way into the group to see what she could see.