[right][h3][b][i][color=9F1946]Debutante Blush[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=9F1946]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=9F1946][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] The Attic
[color=9F1946][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=9F1946][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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Everyone was more or less not all right with the current situation. Or rather, majority. And that was all she needed. Before she could progress to find means of escape, the lights flickered and she eyed Titian creeping around before total darkness enveloped them. Blush didn’t hate the darkness, but since it was not ideal to be locked in a room with other people who have killed before, she wasn’t ecstatic. She heard a loud clang as a door opened and slammed shut. She no longer heard Titian and could only assume the man escaped. To check, she moved forward slowly and reached around. She found no one.

[color=9F1946]”Well, it seems our dear friend has left us alone rather than allowing us all to escape. If our conversation didn’t already paint him in a negative light, then this surely did. I would not be surprised if he would run to Swamp or whoever he is and tell him about our conversation.”[/color] That annoyed Blush. She would deal with the man later. For now, their goal did not change, but instead was altered. Escape was viable, they just needed to see.

[color=9F1946]”Afraid I do not have a light source on my person, petal. Nowhere to keep it, you see. And I saw nothing in the room to indicate anything to aid so if no one has anything I am afraid we attempt this in the dark.”[/color]