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[color=#BA68A6][b]Location:[/b]  The Crown Room - Baton Rouge, Louisiana[/color][/center][hr][hr]

Bobbi was having trouble processing.  Her memories were all meshing together and she was having trouble drawing lines between what was real and what was fake.  She rubbed her fingers of her free hand over her temples and shook her head.  The Thieves Guild was family.  They had always been there for her.  Well... No... Not always.  She used to fight in the underground, didn't she?  Was she on drugs right now?  Bobbi felt like throwing up.

She turned her attention on Mary and Ana and realized that she knew neither of these women.  Wait.  She knew Mary right?  But Ana...  Not really.  She was alone in a room with people she didn't know.  Her grip on the handle of the hammer tightened.  Her loyalty to an organization she was never really a part of and her desire to do the right thing were battling inside of her.  In silence, she followed the rest.  Once she was out of the building she was going to have to disappear.