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[color=7ea7d8]Time:[/color] Evening
[color=7ea7d8]Location:[/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=7ea7d8]Interactions:[/color] [@Helo] Bowyn [@Potter] Belle
[color=7ea7d8]Mentions:[/color] 

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It took a moment for Torvi to register what Belle was saying, but as it became clear what she was about to do she spun on the woman. [color=7ea7d8]”Don’t you even think about-”[/color] Before she could finish, the woman was gone and jumping on a table. Pure anger filled Torvi, but she wasn’t sure if it was because the girl was throwing her life away to save her and Bowyn or if it was because she’d beat Torvi to doing so. Either way she wasn’t going to have it and it seemed like Bowyn wasn’t either.

Bowyn got to Belle before she did thanks to his ability to fly, but Torvi wasn’t far behind as she roughly shoved through the crowd. She also kicked off her shoes while doing so, hating how the heels slowed her down. Never again did she want to wear those wretched things. Truly she didn't understand the point of them.

She finally reached the table and snatched up Belle's discarded ears before climbing on the table herself. Bowyn seemed to be scolding her, giving her a choice even yet also expressing to her that he wasn't going to leave unless she did as well. Truly he was being kind in a way, but Torvi wasn't about to be as kind. She was angry with Belle and didn't think the woman deserved a choice. So with that she grabbed the girl, easily picking her up and tossing her over her shoulder before looking to Bowyn. [Color=7ea7d8]"Don't worry Bowyn, she's leaving whether she likes it or not. Let's go."[/color] She said, her face stern yet there was obvious anger hidden behind her eyes. She jumped down from the table and began trying to make her way towards an exit, ready to fight anyone who tried to stop her or her friends.