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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Location: Hotel Valhalla: Floor 21 -> Beth's Room -> Lobby
Skills: N/A
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	Thanks to her backpack, Elizabeth had what she needed on her to defend herself at almost all times. Extradimensional spaces were nice like that, it meant she had no excuse not to be prepared. That thought in mind, she was short of changes of clothes. No point in being prepared for spontaneous adventures after all. Heading off to her room, she wasted no time. She picked out a few simple outfits, her latest journal, her MP3 player, and of course a pair of headphones. Dumping them into her bag rather unceremoniously, she turned back towards her door, and headed back down.

	Entering the lobby, Beth tightened her blindfold. All she could hope would be that the friction their group already had wouldn't result in calamity, but that was out of her hands. The route they had opted to go down for conflict resolution was the classic method of not talking about it and hoping it went away, which in her experience seldom worked out well. She supposed however, like most things today, they'd have to hope that things went their way in spite of all things conspiring against them. Her worry, was that this was [i]fate[/i] they were dealing with, and leaving absolutely anything to chance would result in failure, but focusing on that wouldn't help.