[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Orange]Fae Mintfree[/color][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/gfTsImGj2fDZGDFl50/source.gif[/img][hr]
[color=orange][b]Location:[/b][/color] Compartment 15
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	Fae watched with confusion the rat began to grotesquely swell, filling up like a water balloon of pure horror. When the vermin increased past its breaking point, its skin splitting at all sides in a repulsive explosion of crimson rat blood and guts, Fae did her best to put herself between the explosion and the first years. She managed to get her eyes shut before she felt the feeling of the cool, wretched splash across her face. She slowly reached up and wiped the blood off her lips, before doing the same with her eyelids. As she opened her eyes, looking down at her now bright red fingertips, her pursed lips couldn't help but lift up into a smile at the absurdity of the situation.

	[color=orange]"Oh rats!"[/color] she exclaimed lifting her head up, grinning at her own pun. Though her smile faded as she read the room. Her timing seemed less than ideal, with the girls shivering in the corner and the pair of witches casting their spells, actually helping rather than standing around holding a half deck of Exploding Snap cards. As Elizabeth's Patronus elegantly leaped through the door, Fae leaned closer to her, her voice coming out low, but not so low that the others couldn't hear. 

	[color=orange]"Maybe I should go out there too, see if I can give some hands-on help,"[/color] she said, before looking to the enlarged cinder block. [color=orange]"I think I can probably move that just enough for me to get out,"[/color] she then stopped, hesitating for a moment, before continuing, quieter. [color=orange]"I don't like being cooped up in here when people could be dyin'. Makes me feel like a pussy."[/color]