[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=f49ac2]Faith Masters[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/eeTfZeBhTOA1O/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f49ac2]Location:[/color][/b] Kitchen House -> Carnival Setup
[b][color=f49ac2]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]

Stupid joke aside, Gil spoke the truth. She did need to have some faith, but could anyone blame her really? The life that was so carefully established here was slowly being pulled apart and she was told to sit there and take it. Knowing Gil shared similar thoughts and feelings on the matter of Evelina's disappearance and the sudden arrival of the carnival made her less worried about what was to come.

She followed Gil outside closely, keeping an eye on the carnival itself. There was that nagging feeling of missing something. Apart from the mechanical mishap, it seemed everything else was what one would see at a carnival. Still, it made her stomach turn slightly. Bart rushed over to Gil and shared a wooden peg. Faith eyed the object, unsure what to make of it, but Gil seemed to have an understanding, at least.

[color=F49AC2]"You heard the man. Come on loser, let's get the Scooby gang together and figure this out."[/color] Even despite the name, Faith tried to make it sound endearing. The little twerp grew on her.