Cora clapped her hands together in excitement at Akane's suggestion, [color=00746b]"That would be wonderful! Maybe then we can finally teach Illy how to swim!"[/color] Because it was harder for her to get out, she had gotten used to people coming to her when she needed company or for requests like meetings and the like, but there was no reason to make her trailer any more uncomfortable to be in than it already was. Maybe she could try to clean up a little, too. Cora spotted the rest of the troupe heading toward Lucien's trailer, and greeted them by waving and shouting, [color=00746b]"Hi there, everyone! Ready for the meeting?"[/color] As soon as they stopped, she held her arms up to Lucien, expecting someone to carry her inside, as was the custom. She could pull herself up and into a chair, but Illy always pointed out that she would get dirty if she did that, so she had accepted the alternative enthusiastically. Illyana responded to Cora's excitement with a wave, trying her best to smile. The tension of the moment had caught up with her, and she was starting to feel the pressure of it. She knew she would have to explain her side of things, and try to get across the severity of the situation. It was hard for her to articulate her feelings, she had never gotten used to that as a child. She entered the trailer last, motioning for her two companions to enter before she closed the door behind them. Once Lucien began speaking, she listened intently although she already knew what he had to say. The thought of telling her side loomed ever closer, and when it came, she swallow the lump in her throat and began in a voice more confident than even she was expecting: [color=598527]"First, I want to say that Lucien is absolutely right about the dire straights we find ourselves in. The haul in Kellville was significantly less than we were hoping...less than we needed. We may be in the most difficult position we've been in in a long time. The way things are going for us, the choice seems obvious...but other factors caused me to want to make sure everyone was involved in this decision before it's made. Graston is larger, has more people, which means it'll have more coin for us. The problem is, we have already hit Graston this circuit, so we'd be making a big loop. We all know what it can be like visiting a town for the second time through. If we can get this new act...it may be our saving grace. Again, this seems obvious...but, I have a bad feeling about this man, this 'warlock'." [/color] Illy paused and surveyed the room, taking a deep breathe to calm herself before continuing. The memory brought a cold sweat to her forehead, even in the hundred degree weather, she felt a chill. [color=598527]"It's hard to describe the way that I 'see' things...it can come in a lot of different ways. But, when I 'saw' him...it shook me. There was something off, something wrong about the whole thing, about him. I don't know what it was, and I don't know if I'll ever know,"[/color] as her eyes scanned the room, they fell on Ivory for a brief moment longer than the rest, before she dropped them back to her feet. She shifted her stance, gripping her left elbow with her right hand as she continued on. [color=598527]"All I know for sure is that this man is dangerous. His name is Geralt the Great, some of you may have heard of him around the grounds or in town on the circuit. Most people think he's a myth now, he's supposed to have been practicing magic for almost a hundred years now, which, as you know would be impossible for any regular human. But I know he's real, because I saw him. I have no doubt of his abilities, and if we recruit him, and if he agrees, he has the potential to bring in a haul like we've never seen before. Enough to get us further West,"[/color] she threw a meaningful glance towards Lucien at this, [color=598527]"if that's where we'd want to go...I just, if we do this, I wanted everyone to know the risks."[/color] She ended a little abruptly, leaving her eyes pinned to the wood of the table. She had had the floor for far too long.