[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=a871be]Kyra[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] The Tower - Second Floor
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] The General Population
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	[color=a187be]"What..."[/color] Kyra said as she stepped into the room, Ash trotting along beside her with a bunch of fabric in his jowls. He sat on his hind legs, looking as proud as a peacock as his tail thumped on the ground. [color=a187be]"...the hell..."[/color] she was finally able to finish as she spotted the backside of Thomas. Taking a deep breath she nearly snapped at the man but it seemed that Satilla beat her to it. A little smile came to her lips. The girl was coming into her own and at least found some authority in her voice when it came to Thomas. She was growing up, even in the short time that Kyra had known her. It was nice to see, many others would have taken steps backwards but not Satilla. 

	Shaking her head she let Satilla deal with Thomas and looked over at the man. She wasn't buying it. [color=a187be]"Yeah, what's wrong with you [i]friend[/i]?"[/color] she asked as she stood there with her sword in hand. [color=a187be]"Don't tell me those walking cesspools were for our protection against a plague,"[/color] she added, her voice seething with sarcasm. 

	[color=6ecff6]"Quite you fools! Get out!"[/color] the hooded man growled in a hushed voice. 

	[color=a187be]"Oh yes of course,"[/color] Kyra whispered but her voice was just as sarcastic as ever. [color=a187be]"Not leaving, not yet until we get some damn answers."[/color]