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[center][h1][color=86608E]D[/color]orothea [color=86608E]H[/color]ohnstein[/h1][/center]
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[center][h2][color=ab0000]C[/color]armillia [color=ab0000]C[/color]arbonneau[/h2][/center]
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[b]Interactions: Manfred:[@Force and Fury], Eun-Ji [@Medili], Leon [@Jumbus], Dorothea [@jasbraq], Zarra [@BreathOfTheWoof][/b]
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Zarra took Hugo's words of waiting to a more literal extent than the archmage may have expected, opting to instead be the last person to have their questions addressed. But he had an important one nonetheless. [color=6633cc]"My issue with all of this, is that, look at me? I'm basically a noble from a children's illustration book. If you want me to go anywhere near rioters, you're gonna need me to wear something that will scream that I'm on their side. I can't look like a peasant because my education would give me away irrationally quickly. Logically, I need to look like staff on the ship. This'll also allow me into areas of the ship I'm not normally allowed in emergencies; is it against the rules? Absolutely, but riots are their own beasts, you know?"[/color] Zarra with all his discipline attempts to justify his thinking to a man who's 4 steps ahead of him on every front.

Hugo blinks. He strokes his beard. There is an intense rush of magic. He disappears and there is only the sound of conversation overlying ambient noise. He reappears with a rather fanciful uniform: all frilled cuffs, brass buttons, and bright red with coattails. [color=7ea7d8]"Go slay yourself a beast, young fellow."[/color] He holds it out to Zarra.

The young man appreciates that bit of banter. Investigating the attire, he feels more ridiculous than if he just wore his distinctly purpled but practical clothes. In short, he feels like a clown. How does anyone stand to wear something this outlandish? Regardless, he's not gonna sabotage the mission over self-consciousness and puts it on in a shadowed corridor of the room.

Almost immediately after Hugo addresses Zarra's concerns, does he notice his teammates either being entirely standoff to each other except for the 2 distinct girls whispering to each other. He always thought that was a thing kids do, he reevaluates his stereotype, that woman of any age will do that. Regardless, they've seemed to doing it for a hot minute, though they're careful to look around themselves, his wonder deters any worry that may have stirred. He pretends to be distracted in his notebook as he eavesdrops on the girls, catching the full details of Dorothea's strategy. 

[color=86608E]“I’m trying to convince the Kerreman queen to help me overthrow the Feskan nobles… Sorry if it sounds weird…”[/color]
[color=ab0000]“That said, I doubt the queen would be able to overthrow them without any justification. It all depends on the scale of the riot. Too small and it will be quelled without consequence. Too large and the aid of those three houses become essential to maintain order. Either way, her hands become tied."[/color]

Carm's willingness to manipulate the riot in their favor intrigued him about her true agenda. Still, she made a very solid point, if it's too small nothing will happen. If it's too big, well, I think they'll have other issues at hand if that's what the fates decide. 

[color=86608E]“As someone from the merchant caste this might seem absurd, doesn’t it? Why would a noble care about their people?”[/color]

Despite being a noble himself by blood, Zarra gives little thought to his status and what it means to turn his back on people of his societal scale. He grew being told to adapt, to think, to question. More often in situations like this, with disgruntled workers and high classmen flaunting luxuries, that yes, the rich are the bad guys. He wanted part of this plan, and surely follows the other rest of his team into the portal. Maybe Hugo, assuming he's still around, can one day teach him the secret of instant transportation.

Aware that the others were watching, Carmillia addressed Dorothea.

[color=ab0000]"I had hoped for more time but it's now or never,"[/color] she said. [color=ab0000]"What'll it be? Do we quell the riot and help the nobles keep power? Or will you stand up and make a difference?"[/color]

Manfred was already headed toward the pilothouse to speak with the helmsman when he heard her. He had his opinions. Carmillia was dangerous: the sort of pretty girl who manipulated others for gain. She fairly smacked of it and he had little use and even more wariness for those sorts. Mind you, sometimes he wondered if Dory wasn't the same. He kept those feelings to himself, however. [color=7ea7d8]"I am headed to the pilothouse. If the two groups meet up, this will become a situation beyond our ability to control it. The lyre is our goal."[/color]

Before Zarra can engage Carmilla and Dorothea, he listened to the dialogue of Leon and... He doesn't know that girl's name, how embarrassing. Maybe he can ruse one of the other classmates into telling it to him, he hates looking like he's not up to date on information. Despite this, he responds to her, [color=6633cc]"Oh, I can do that, I bet. Like Leon said, I'll have to you know, find him first."[/color]

Zarra gives little care to that fact he will need to admit to eavesdropping, having been naturally curious at the fact Dorothea and Carmilla were making quick friends of each other, and more importantly, clearly plotting something. He goes over to them and without consent, inserts himself into the conversation. [color=6633cc]"You really think you're gonna do this without an extra hand? You said it yourself, you can't risk the riot being too small, there's where I come in."[/color] He makes no hesitation to flash a cunning smile to the girls.