[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=c4df9b]Priscilla Harker[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=c4df9b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Benha(Rose Gardens)->Out of the gardens
[b][color=c4df9b]Skills:[/color][/b] Athletics
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	Well there she was almost at the gate. The buzzing was filling her head, it was quite hard to hear anything else beside it, given the amount of bees that were surrounding her. How and why the hell were so many bees... why!? Was this some sort of divine comedy? was someone out there having a laugh at her? This just seemed so absurd especially with all the flowers in the gardens for all these bees to be gunning for her, were the perfumes this strong on her right now that they prefered her over the flowers? Rather was it possible the perfume bloke actually made this happen? Didn't seem possible, considering she chose the notes, but still...
	
	[color=c4df9b]"Out!"[/color] She managed to gasp as she finally ran outside the gardens, hoping for some respite, but no... it was not meant to be it seemed. The bees were not decreasing at least seh couldn't spot the difference as she continued to run, feeling them stinging her and buzzing around her as a cloud of flying pests which they were. She currently wished for all these things to die a very gruesome death. Were cooked bees deliscious? She didn't care, she'd eat the hell out of them right now if the roles were reversed. Her vendetta on the bees had started now and it was a hatred to last a lifetime... She hoped it would be a long lifetime though. After a few more moments it was clear, there was no salvation yet. The bees were around her to stay and her struggle was going to continue yet!

	She growled, trying to protect herself from the stinging as much as she could... in vain.[color=c4df9b]" HOLY GOLDEN CHICKEN OF RA, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY, DAMN THINGS!"[/color]