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[color=A020F0][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Sewers
[color=A020F0][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Perception, Musical Mystiokinesis, Guitar[/center][hr][hr]
	[color=A020F0]"Salt Lake City's been around for just as long, doesn't mean it's worth dying for..."[/color] Waverley grumbled to herself, not loud enough to reach the ears of someone who wasn't making an effort to listen. Still, despite herself, she could feel some of her anxiety and fear of the coming battle melt away, leaving only the normal anxiety she felt from the eyes occasionally cast on her by her cohort and the feeling of inadequacy caused by the fact that she hadn't been able to do what Marco had just done. Curiosity was also added to the mix when she and her friends felt a light tremor in the ground.

	[color=A020F0]"Did you guys feel that?"[/color] she asked, her question quickly answered by Em slowly making her way towards where it seemed to be coming from. When they eventually got there, they found a small whole, barely big enough to squeeze through. Waves tensed up when Em asked her to do her magic, nervously gulping down the lump in her throat. [color=A020F0]"Uh, I think my music's kinda on the fritz...but I've got this,"[/color] she said, pulling out her battered phone and holding it up. With a flick of her finger, her flashlight was on, shining into an ominous and ancient looking corridor.

	[color=A020F0]"I'm no architect, but it kinda looks like it's got, like, ancient Greek or Roman vibes,"[/color] she called back, shuffling closer to it. [color=A020F0]"I guess we should probably get some traps set up in here, considering we don't know where it leads."[/color] Without a second thought, Waverley made herself as small as she could and squeezed herself through the hole to the other side. The anxiety that was left was of the social variety, so she was more prepared to face the dark than the disparaging gazes of her peers. After a few steps in, however, she noticed that she was alone, without Em or Marco following. She turned around to pop her head out of the hole, but when she attempted to do so, she felt her forehead bonk on some wall she couldn't see.

	[color=A020F0]"Ow...what the fuck?"[/color] she mumbled as she felt the impact. She reached out her free hand, pawing at the strange, invisible barrier that separated her from her friends. Her heart rate began to increase, and her breathing began to accelerate as her pawing turned to pounding. She did her best to strum away at her guitar strings. She felt herself calm down as she felt her magic seep into her strings, sending her wish out to the universe. After a few seconds, she reached her hand out once more...only to feel the barrier once more. Within an instant, her fear was back. Her whole body was shaky, breath included, as she pulled her guitar off from over her shoulder, frustratedly throwing it to the ground. [color=A020F0]"Seriously, what the fuck?! God, why's everything here so [i]fucking[/i] weird. Why couldn't I have ended up in Hogwarts, or the fucking X-Mansion. Or why couldn't I at least get superpowers that were fucking reliable,"[/color] she began to rant, turning towards the darkness and pressing her back against the barrier, holding her flashlight out into the darkness.