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[b][u]Drych Lake Spa - Corridor[/b][/u]

Trixie's eyes twinkled. Perfect.

"Chachunnn!" She whipped out her guns instantly, twirling them around her finger with impressive deftness. After all, she had been practicing that for moments like these. "That was me all right! That was all me actually. I did all the work. Everyone else's just my minions- I mean sidekicks. Pfffft!" Her trigger fingers slipped for a moment and a couple of bullets blasted right out of her guns, ricocheting off the walls like they were rubber, before bouncing straight out of the window. Nothing had broken, thankfully. Trixie's smile widened. "Yeah! Shot 'im up just like that!" Sweat beads dribbled down her neck, but he didn't need to know that.

"They call me Trixie the Pixie! ...the Wondergirl!" Once again she twirled both her guns and brought them to her lips. She blew at their barrels as if there were steam emitting from them (which there weren't). "Kickin' names and taking butt- wait no, that's not... that's not how it... ... ... ... I sign autographs too, yaknow! You should totally get them. Limited time offer and all that."

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[b][u]Drych Lake Spa[/b][/u]

Amy too emerged from her room, fresher than fresh. Like Moira and Syed, she too wore casual clothing - a green summer dress, no less. Her hair, albeit brushed, was still soaking wet; her usual heavy makeup on the other hand was on a much lighter side, given the springs they'd hop in later. She didn't show it, but she couldn't wait to make use of their well-deserved break time. It had been too long since the Pride was able to relax at a place that [i]wasn't[/i] bustling with energy.

To make matters ten times better, their drinks practically walked right up to them! The waitress eyed Amy curiously, as the cleric's hand trembled before she was able to properly wrap her fingers along the remaining glass. Oh the smooth, cold surface of the glass, and the fizzing drink awaiting her inside. Her lips twitched, trying to hard to hide her watery mouth. Once the drink was in hand, she snatched it off the trey with sudden speed, turned away from the waitress, and began sipping away at it - like a child hiding a stolen cookie.

And then Syed said it. One of those forbidden words. Amy's body trembled again before she reached out and grabbed Moira's arm suddenly. The drink in her other hand sloshed around from the jerkiness. "Pedicures. Moira. Pedicures. We must." She looked down at her feet for a moment. The toes were hidden beneath the slippers offered by the spa, but... no one knew of just how hideous her feet were. And they never will. "... ... ... please."

Before Moira could even approve or disapprove, Amy began dragging her friend into the sublime-smelling room.

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[b][u]Drych Lake Spa - Reception[/u][/b]

"Oh yes. They were quite... sublime." The pink-haired figure beside Rhoden chuckled. She had been hiding just outside the door, ducking away every time anyone looked back in her direction when the room was still occupied. Her eyes were shielded beneath her luxurious bug-eyed sunglasses, and though she kept her eyes on the departing Pride, she continued filing her nails quite diligently. "Yes, I think 'sublime' suits them perfectly. Not as well as it suits myself, mind you," she smiled coyly at that, "as we both know, anyway - but, compared to what we've seen until now..."

She lifted up her sunglasses and looked to Rhoden. "Did you see the raven-haired woman? The way she struts...! Oh, I must try that for myself. I've never seen one so... divine." Marcy's fascination took over, and she strode out of her hiding spot, shaking her hips in the same manner Aria had walked in earlier, except with much more exaggerated sass. "Rhoden, love, how does it look from back there?"

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