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The others were quick to follow her inside, and quicker yet to venture further in. Well, Niid was, at least, offering not a word in passing before disappearing behind the heavy set of doors. Yasu was much better company, as she had been throughout the ride to their destination. Emma enjoyed her company, the way she seemed to know a lot - even about subjects that she really, really shouldn't. [i]Especially [/i]about subjects she really, really shouldn't.

Now, Emma giggled at her suggestion.[color=#5f6eaa] "We could, I suppose!"[/color] she reached out a hand to the nothingness besides her, a myriad of glowing eyes manifesting into being beneath her palm. She petted the vaguely canine-shaped shadow as if it were a pup.[color=#5f6eaa] "But where would the fun in that be? Come! To the right, you said?"[/color]

Emma reached a hand to grab Yasu's own, and whether she managed it or not, up the stairs they went. 

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Corpses were not on the list of things Emma expected to find upstairs, though in hindsight they probably should've been. Certainly not the first time in their order of business. She bowed slightly as if to offer her condolences to the recently departed, then waltzed further in, carefully hopping over the sprawled mess.[color=#5f6eaa] "Thank goodness they don't smell! Oh, but something here does. Quite awful."[/color]

Emma covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and walked further in. When she couldn't spot anything that might've done the men in at first glance, her attention was stolen by the reels, and whatever content they might hold. Well! They were exploring, yes? So perhaps she'd be permitted a little detour. So, with a hum, she picked up a reel at random and approached the projector with intent - only to find her gaze following its light down the room below. The sight below mesmerized her, and for a moment all she could do was watch the performers; the ringleader with awe, the clowns with amusement. Oh, she loved theatre! Or circus, as it were.

[color=#5f6eaa]"Yasu!" [/color]she gasped, gesturing with her hand.[color=#5f6eaa] "Come look. How lovely."[/color]

She might have, for just a moment, forgotten about their actual job (again).[/color]