[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/c143f9c315f8abdd17cc7ac0bdd26e71/19d94ab8e808d932-9b/s540x810/811e9f72262951314cf1a46eb14471af44c53ef5.jpg[/img] [color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Sketchy Hotel Room – New York City [color=#DDA0DD][b]Skills:[/b][/color] [/center][hr][hr] Antoinette was well aware of the situation they were all in and normally Antoinette was rather good at adapting to new environments and rolling with the punches, so to speak, but there was something decidedly off about this place that Antoinette wasn't comfortable forming a plan in. If Lance was right in saying Antoinette and Guin shouldn't be seen in the streets, a sketchy motel didn't seem like a promising idea either. People may want to kill them here just as much as on the streets; truthfully, they didn't have many options. [color=#DDA0DD]"Guin has a rough idea where the others are,"[/color] she reminded Lance. [color=#DDA0DD]"I'm sure once we have Lana straightened out and in a safer place than here, we can locate the others and find a way back to our own time."[/color] She was glad Guin was one to speak her mind, calling Lance out made her smile a little but she refrained from commenting on that specifically. Antoinette looked at Guin when she addressed her about casting an illusion when they made the trip to the new hotel Guin got for them. Antoinette had often shifted the appearance of her eyes when she had been on the run with her father as well as using coloured contacts. Antoinette didn't think there would be a problem casting an illusion on the two of them. She wouldn't have to project it far, just a few feet around them for anyone who came close to them. [color=#DDA0DD]"I should be able to do that,"[/color] Antoinette said confidently. Now they just had to wait thirty minutes for their ride. Thirty minutes may not seem like a long time for some but in retrospec, for them, thirty minutes was an incredibly long time to wait around.