[center][h1][color=D59AC2]Lilith St. Sebastian[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=D59AC2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Cirque Anomaly
[color=D59AC2][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Everyone at the Circus[/center][hr]

Lilith fought the urge to spit on the ground. They had just fought for their very lives and everyone wanted to get answers? She wanted to ask a few questions herself, but the damn demon deserved nothing more than the most painful death imaginable (and she was sure there was one to make even Mephistopheles crack). However, she had to count her wins and losses. As of right now, Folly was alive again, the demon was incapacitated (such as it were) and she was alive along with others they picked up from their journey through time.

She decided to ignore the new people for now. Instead, she turned her attention to the demon along with the others. [color=D59AC2]"You better listen to her buddy. You saw what she did to your pal Boris. And if you try anything I will bring your own personal hell back on top of you for the torment you put me, Folly, Thalia, and gods know what else. So what'll it be? We going to play nice?[/color]

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[center][h1][color=E97E99]Millicent Clarke[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=E97E99][b]Location:[/b][/color] Circus Grounds
[color=E97E99][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Unknown[/center][hr]

Millicent looked from each person to the next. Was she dead? Was this what hell was like? Surrounded by bloody morons babbling incoherently while she stood there unable to do anything? No, she was not dead. She was just in her own [i]personal[/i] hell. [color=E97E99]"You talk of demons as if they are an everyday occurrence. That is merely something the priests and nuns tell you to keep you on their good side and hand over your gold. Yet..."[/color] she turned her attention to the man himself. He was impaled, but very much alive.

[color=E97E99]"If this is a...demon as you all put it then I demand answers quickly. I want to know where the hell I am and why I am here."[/color] She wanted to pull her blade out, but thought it best to appear as a normal woman in this instance. She didn't want to be a threat, but she had no intention of trusting any of them. After all, were it not for them she would not be here. Answers would be gotten. That much was sure. Even if she had to paint this weird new world in blood.