[center][h1][color=E97E99]Millicent Clarke[/color][/h1]
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[color=E97E99][i]Location: Port of Tortuga[/I][/color][/center]
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At the doctor's word, she nodded in turn. It seemed the two would be allies for the time being. She couldn't help but grin at the mention of Édouard Riviere. Yes, of course he would find his way into this situation. That's for later though. She needed to get out of this. She waited for the right time to leave. The doctor reached down and picked up a surgical knife before kicking it over to the nearby slaves. She had a glint in her eyes, it was the glint of trouble on the horizon. The doctor was turning out to be smarter than she gave him credit for.

Soon, both her and the Doctor were on the run. She let him lead a bit, but she knew she wanted to get off the docks as fast as possible. She would let the others deal with the trouble, she couldn't be bothered. As she ran, she called out to the Doctor, [color=E97E99]"That was a nice touch Doctor. You've proven yourself useful. Let's be off quickly."[/color]

She looked back to see if they were being followed. She worried that the woman with Alice would be targeting them. That woman gave her a chill. There was something off about how casually she responded. Be that as it may, if she tried anything, she would be dealt with. No matter what.