Right. Assignment. Viky grabbed a quill and dipped in her chocolate-flavoured ink, thing hard before she wrote anything. Which deck would she use? Jeez, she had no idea. She sucked the end of her quill absently, and then spat it out at the awful taste. Ick. Now... back to the assignment thingy. Which deck?! Ugh. She looked around for some inspiration, and then had a thought.