[right][h3][b][i][color=FFBCD9]Miss Creme[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=FFBCD9]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=FFBCD9][i][b]Location: [/b][/i][/color] Breakfast Room -> Music Room
[color=FFBCD9][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=FFBCD9][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color]  3
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	Miss Creme swallowed the last of her candy, and looked up at Madam Mauve with a neutral expression on her face. She didn't know what it was, but she didn't get a good feeling about this Madam. "[color=FFBCD9]Indeed,[/color]" She said evenly, "[color=FFBCD9]I'd hate to get separated from the group.[/color]" She was looking for a tactful way to step away from Mauve at this point. Not quickly seeing one, and not wanting to upset her, she decided that she'd have to wait for Blush to return, but she'd be minimizing talking to this woman as much as possible. She folded her hands behind her back, and followed the group into music room.

	And there was that man again, she knew not his title, only by the horrid feeling she got upon seeing him, sitting on the piano bench. The situation she'd found herself in at this point was quite distressing. She seemed to be in between a rock and a hard place. Drawing breath, she was about to step closer to Prima, before she seemed to address the man on the piano bench, quickly causing Creme to take a step back to where she was. Having a good feeling about Envy, she instead looked back towards the room behind them, hoping Envy wouldn't be far behind, not particularly wanting to be stuck on her own in here.