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[center][color=crimson]Location: [/color]Barracks, Shezze[/center][center][color=crimson]Interacting With: [/color]Everybody![/center]

[color=crimson]"Waaaaaaaaah! I got a silver sword! Weheheheee!"[/color] As soon as Spencer had finished speaking a hand deftly drew the sword at her hip, raising the blade for all to see. The blade itself seemed to be made of steel with it's razor-like edges lined with deterring silver. Despite the short length of the blade, there was no doubt it would have quite some affect on the denizens of the dark. Haphazardly the blade wobbled in her hands, before it slipped and fell on her shoulder. Had her jacket not been there to protect her, the results may have been quite nasty. 

Of course, due to Spencer's intoxication, this wasn't a concern. [color=crimson]"Woopsie! Huehuehue... OK, I'm getting down now~!"[/color] At this, Spencer would attempt to get off of Zara's back, wiggling her feet like a child to get her way. Assuming she was able to do so, she would swiftly sheath her sword, wobbling slightly on her feet, though able to keep balanced. Mostly. As Zara asked about going into the tunnels, Ira-Anne finally seemed to get a grasp on what was going on. 

[color=crimson]"The... tunnels?"[/color] She asked with wide-eyed confusion. [color=crimson]"But aren't they reeeeeeeeeeeeally spooky? Won't you all be spooked?"[/color]