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[color=#BA68A6][b]Location:[/b]  the East Entrance - Baton Rouge, Louisiana[/color][/center][hr][hr]


She watched Jack's hand morph with slightly improper interest.  The thought soon passed as the door opened and there, at the center of the room was the crown.

This was going so well!
Too well...

[color=BA68A6]"Y'all was right 'bout deh cen'tral location."[/color] She joked lightly to Jack.  Her nerves were feeling a bit fried.  Nothing attacking them.  The crown right fucking there.  It all seemed so very wrong.  Were they in some kind of illusion?  She gasped when Casper marched right up to the crown, picked it up, and plopped it on his head with negative side effects.  She let out a puff of laughter as she approached the crown.  [color=BA68A6]"Don' seem tah like y'all much, cher,"[/color] she looked over her shoulder at him with a playful grin.

Bobbi had no desire for the crown to be doing any weird stuff to her so she figured, perhaps if she didn't touch it directly with her skin she would be safe.  She reached her hand into the void, soft white light surrounding the part of her arm they could see.  Her fingers searched for a pair of gloves and finally caught onto silky cloth.  She pulled white, satin opera gloves through to her.  They were decorated with pearls along the outer seam of the arm.  [color=BA68A6]"Ils sont si beaux!"[/color] she exclaimed.  She pulled the gloves onto her hands, which contrasted with the darker colored thief suit she wore.  It was then she picked up the crown.

Unfortunately, the gloves did not keep her safe from the crown.  A jolt ran through her hands and she dropped the crown with a gasp.  She turned her eyes on Casper, about to joke that it didn't like her either when a flood of memories - dark, disturbing things rushed through her.  Bobbi shivered, her knees giving out on her as she fell to the floor gasping.  All of it coming back.  She wished it hadn't.  What was going on?  She put her gloved hands to her head, fingers tangling into her wild hair, as she let out a choked sob.  She didn't want to remember any of this!