[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Random Forest – New York City
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	Lance made no move to shift back, but he was no longer attacking them. That’s progress, right? Bethany winced, and Antoinette gasped, quickly letting go of Bethany’s arm.
	[color=#DDA0DD]’Sorry!”[/color] The other group rejoined them in the clearing, and the moment became tense once more. Two Klaras' stood before them; everyone knew one of them was at least the imposter. One of the Klaras' was quickly restrained by Guin, and Antoinette relaxed. As the adrenaline started to die down some, the pain of the various injuries in Antoinette’s body began to make themselves known. Antoinette winced and rubbed the sore areas of her body, suddenly tired.