[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=8A2BE2]Alexandra Andonova[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/c728a9629308e46cbd1d267498ca332c/tumblr_mlyxzufwbA1r1u4jbo1_500.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=8A2BE2]If I'm going to be a mess, 
I might as well be a hot mess, right?

[/color][/h3][/I][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=If89tdg4DfY][color=8A2BE2]- [I]"Hot Mess" by Cobra Starship[/I][/color][/url][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=8A2BE2]Location:[/color][/b] Room 208 (Bedroom) --> Room 107 (Outside passageway) 
[b][color=8A2BE2]Skills:[/color][/b] None at this time
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	After doing some exploring, Alexandra left the confines of her new bedroom. She wasn't one to just sit around wallowing in self-pity. No, she liked to keep busy, if only to keep her head above water. She walked out into the gallery, closing the door behind her before turning back around to lock it. She then made to slip the key into her pocket. Her lips thinned and her brows furrowed when she realized the stupid dress that she was unfortunately forced into wearing didn't have pockets. What the hell?! Pockets were--pockets were [I]life[/I]. Annoyance flitted through her dark brown eyes. She bit her lip as she decided what she could possibly do with the key when she had no pockets. Put it in her hair? Nah, probably wouldn't stay. Gloves? Eh, no. She looked down at her chest. Yeah, that would do. She looked around to make sure no one was watching then slipped the key in between her breasts. No one would know it was there, and if they did, she would give them a thrashing because [I]clearly[/I] her eyes are [I]not[/I] down there.

	She straightened out her dress before going on her merry way. She looked around the gallery again. There was a set of stairs off to the left, but she recalled Alicia taking her through the upper front porch. She shrugged, deciding to go the way she had originally came. She walked the short distance to the stairs and up to the porch. She paused for a moment to admire the view from up on the second floor before heading down to the hallway. She glanced at the Emendators' rooms as she passed by them to get to the door leading to the hallway. She soon reached it and promptly made for the stairs once inside. She started off going down the stairs in a bit of an overly cautious manner, what with the heels she was wearing. Sure they weren't massive heels, but still. She could easily trip and fall down the stairs, and with her luck, it could potentially lead to a second beheading on her way down. That would be--unfortunate.

	[I]Screw it,[/I] she thought with an irritated huff. She took the heels off and then just went the rest of the way down barefoot. As she neared the bottom of the stairs, she could hear voices wafting to her from nearby. She glanced around then followed the sound of the voices, still clutched her heels in one hand. She rounded the corner into the passageway, where she saw a group of people clustered together talking. She approached them with an easy smile on her face as took each of them in. There was a woman with a wooden hand. A black man, possibly the one Alicia had mentioned? And then there was--her eyes widened an ungodly amount, and she nearly went slack jawed when her gaze landed on the massive man that was Gilbert. [color=8A2BE2]"Sweet father of giants!!"[/color] she exclaimed, unceremoniously alerting everyone to her presence.