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[color=FFBCD9][i][b]Location: [/b][/i][/color]  Music Room - Entrance
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[color=FFBCD9][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color]  3
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	Creme watched in a bit of surprise as Envy walked away without even addressing her. She'd understand if she were to decline her offer, but to leave without a word was almost absurd to her. She almost thought she might've offended her somehow, but she couldn't but a finger on what she possibly could've said that would provoke that kind of reaction. She stood there, visibly confused for a moment, processing, this course of events, only for her to be rocked out of her stupor as she saw Envy get smacked in the face by a large bird. This was especially unexpected, given that they were, of course, indoors.

	She weighed her options for a moment, not wanting to subject herself to the people in that room, but at the same time, she didn't want to leave Madam Envy on her own after what just happened. Siding wither her better self, and worse judgement, she followed after Envy, and a scream escaped her lips at the sight of Mauve with a bloody dagger in hand, and Rave on the ground, trying to clean up a bloody wound with a handkerchief. She stood there, her hands over her mouth, and tears starting to well up in her eyes. She could feel her body shaking at the horror that was this sight. She couldn't bring herself to words, and could only stand in abject terror as fear for what was in front of her took her over.