[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Nora Kingston[/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/c074ca423628594deed94854f4ecfdfd/tumblr_inline_mm97qgDdEn1qz4rgp.gif[/img][hr][color=00ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: the Museum [/center][hr][hr]	Nora blinked her eyes open, once more becoming accustomed to her surroundings. After two fainting spells, she feared for her health if she was to undergo a third. Steeling her resolve, she elected to approach this issue the only way she could: mathematically. Rather than stare George straight on, she could instead limit herself by taking in the scene at small angles at a time. Once she reached her maximum angle of comfort, that would be it until she found herself ready to take in more of his visage. There had to be some sort of minimum safe range. 

	Placing her palms flat against the floor, Nora slowly pushed herself up into a seated position. Her arms nearly gave out, not from physical exertion but rather from continued fear and shakiness. Once seated, Nora found a quite lovely view to take in - the wall - and she then brought herself to a standing position, dusting off her clothing. [color=00ccff]"I must apologize for my fainting spells,"[/color] Nora said. She began to test her angle hypothesis, turning her head ever so slightly. Knots were quickly growing in her stomach and she was quivering. 

	[color=00ccff]"It is not a-at all proper,"[/color] Nora stammered. It was the most she could do.