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[h2][color=ab0000]C[/color]armillia [color=ab0000]C[/color]arbonneau[/h2][/center]

[b]Place(s): Cargo Hold, Lorentine Queen
Interactions:Manfred:[@Force and Fury], Eun-Ji [@Medili], Dorothea [@jasbraq], Zarra [@BreathOfTheWoof][/b]
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Enhanced by kinetic magic, mild as it was, Carmillia had arrived on the scene in a matter of moments. And yet, the fight that she had mentally prepared herself for was already over. All that lay in front of her was the aftermath of a battle. Aside from Zarra and Eun-ji, there were five that she did not recognize. Two formally dressed men, presumably guards, were alive but incapicitated. Another was dead, a metal spear gruesomely sticking out his neck. Dressed similarly to the dead man was another, hunkered down at a corner. He was still conscious but clearly dazed. Carmillia wagered it had to with the earlier explosion of light and sound. She couldn't get a clear look at the last person, who was hiding behind a fallen table.

She silently thanked the fact her teammates were capable in battle. As much as Carmillia enjoyed her past escapades of brutality, they were always in controlled situations alongside the backup of The Crimson Hand. Getting into a gifted fight with agents of the Traveler was far down in her priority list.

Keeping half her gaze on the remaining enemy, she addressed the Tan Keoulian. [color=ab0000]"Where's Zarra? No, nevermind. There was trouble back at the upper deck. We were unable to stop the riot."[/color] Ignoring the fact she was far more interested in going after Leon and the Lyre, she quickly started giving a run down on the events that had transpired. She was midway through explaining how she had come to seek aid to save Dorothea when she noticed the sound of approaching footsteps.

It seemed like surprises were a recurring theme aboard the Lorentine Queen.

Four were fast approaching them through the corridor. Further back were Manfred and Dorothea. [color=ab0000][i]He must have saved her,[/i][/color] she thought. She didn't recognise the two in front, though they were dressed differently from the Traveler's agents. [color=ab0000][i]A disguise, perhaps? No... [/i][/color]They were dressed similarly to the guards she had seen earlier, though with more regality. Mages. Given that weren't poised to attack but rather walking with a purpose and that they were both Feskan, they were likely part of the ship personale come to investigate. 

This was bothersome. Their mission from Ersand'Enise was incognito which made it hard to explain the scene of carnage behind them. 

It was then that Carmillia noticed Dorothea drawing her pistol. She initially believed the Feskan girl must have mistook the two mages as enemies but quickly realized that Dorothea was aiming at her. [color=ab0000][i]Shunedammit, what in the Pentad is she doing now?[/i][/color]

She was muttering something but was too far away for Carmillia to make out her words. Nevertheless, Carmillia was able to put two and two together after getting a better look at Dorothea's deranged expression.

She clenched her fists, nails digging into her palm till it drew blood. [color=ab0000][i]This. Is. Why. This is why you don't take these type of gambles.[/i][/color] She reproached herself. Ever since she had come to Ersand'Enise, she had kept herself in the seat of control. She never relied on uncertainties. She always took precaution. Didn't touch the aberration that spawned by her bed. Even with Leon, she had taken her time to assess his potential benefits, [i]his true worth[/i], before considering him as one of her pieces on the chessboard. But with Dorothea, she had been shortsighted due to the allure of taking the easy path to the Lyre. Where had that gotten her?

The Feskan girl had stomped all over their original plans. She had partaken in the insanity of absorbing an aberration and stirred up an uncontrollable riot. Now it was clear she believed Carmillia had betrayed her and was out for blood. [color=ab0000][i]What was I supposed to do? Save you by jumping into the middle of a riot[/i] [i][b]you[/b][/i] [i]stirred up? You should be thankful that the horndog of a Kerreman came to your aid so quickly.[/i][/color]

Though she doubted Manfred would let her take the shot, Carmillia sidestepped to position herself behind the Tan Keoulian girl. [color=ab0000]"It appears there seems to be a misunderstanding."[/color]