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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Location: Gift Shop
Skills: N/A
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	Righting herself up, Elizabeth rubbed her temples, Trying to make sense of everything she had just seen. Turning her head towards Klara, she furrowed her brow, "[color=limegreen]I didn't expect new girl to bash my head in, shoot me. In my day, we had a modicum of respect for the blind.[/color]" One thing she did miss, was the ability for here to roll her eyes, which she would very much be doing right now if she could. Rubbing her head, she looked at Runa and said, "[color=limegreen]Nice reaction time, that'll serve you well here. Flame's the name, no hard feelings about the concussion. Promise.[/color]" She said, trying to be nicer to the girl, since she seemed like the take no shit kinda person.

	She frowned, before saying, "[color=limegreen]On the downside, I think the world might be ending. Pity.[/color]" She crossed her arms. That vision, if she recalled correctly, it was one of the events leading up to Ragnorak, the capture of Baldur, "[color=limegreen]I had a vision, when the new girl knocked me out. Hel's captured the god of love, or I just had a weird dream. 50/50 shot. That's how Ragnarok's supposed to start, right?[/color]" She exhaled, not wanting terribly to have to deal with that, but if it was happening, she'd have to do what she could to prevent it. Hoping her fellow residents had some thoughts on the matter, she leaned against the Aisle, waiting for them to respond.