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

[b]Place(s): Cargo Hold and Entertainment Lounge, Lorentine Queen
Interactions: Leon Solaire(s) [@Jumbus][/b]
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Carmillia watched as hand passed through the shoulders of the Leons. She felt a mild relief that it hadn't been some sort of trap based spell but also frustration. The Leons were continueing down the hallway unphased. Though they gave off no energy signatures indicating they were illusions, there was no denying it now.

She could double back and check if Leon was still in the cargo hold but she doubted he was still there. Somehow, the real Leon Solaire had escaped with the actual Lyre and these fakes were merely a diversion of sorts. Some sort of elaborate spell that was uniquely his. [color=ab0000][i]It's definitely something that he'd come up with.[/i][/color] The real question was where was he? It was possible that these Leons were heading right to him but his capricousness knew no bounds.

She made another decision once more.

She followed after the illusionary Leons. Wherever they were going and whatever they were going to do, it'd give her more information to work with. 
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[color=ab0000][i]Well, that was unsurprising.[/i][/color] Carmillia watched as the Leons vanished into a burst of glitter. Her hopes that had temporarily raised that he would be here when she heard his voice earlier were now, expectedly, dashed. 

Leon was not here.

But she was no longer lost. She hadn't missed the Leon that had strode in from the left exit. The way that one had moved was surely a hint to whatever trickery Leon had performed. The importance of that realization wasn't about how to solve his intricate spell but a reminder that the information required was always present if you knew what to look for.

What did she know of Leon?

She hadn't known him capable of such a feat but what she did know... was that Leon loved being the star. He would've chosen to be a direct part of the performance if he could. That meant he had a reason for hiding. Was it to protect the Lyre? Had he been injured by one of the agents?

[color=ab0000][i]You're sidetracking. Find him.[/i][/color]

She focused her thoughts. Even if Leon wasn't able to be present in his own magical performance, Leon [i]wouldn't have missed it[/i]. He was nearby, not in the entertainment hall itself perhaps, but nearby. Carmillia recalled the layout of the Lorentine Queen from back during the team meeting in Hugo's tower. There was only really one place Leon could have chosen to hide and be within sights of the entertainment hall.

The stupor that his performance had created had now passed and the crowd was starting to devolve back into a violent frenzy. Carmillia ignored it, her sights set on Leon and the lyre he possessed, weaving through crowd as if it was a perfectly normal day. It fondly reminded her of her own days watching drunken brawls in the slums.
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Leon was in the backmost of the ship, in the covered verandah. There was noone else in sight. Anyone that might have been here earlier would have been drawn into the ship either by the brawl or Leon's performance that came after.

Carmillia walked up towards him and saw he was taking in laboured breaths, mostly likely the after effects of his spell.

[color=ab0000]"You must not be very good at hide-and-seek, seeing as you're just standing about here in the open."[/color]