[h1][color=pink][b]THESPIAN[/b][/color][/h1]
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Thespian winced at Signora's glare, there is something on her tone that forces her feel that she needs to be a bit on guard right now. It is when Auntie forced her into a 'talk', not quite a sermon but she worries about a lot of things when she's gone.

She is not looking forward at her coming back while she's having this adventure, she knew that this is a thing that requires secrecy but knowing her auntie she's not going to be surprised if she just showed up one day asking her why she is running around in an imaginary world in a costume and fighting with tramp on a skull furnace. She's just that good at finding things out.

[color=pink][b]"I agree, the depths of how bad men could get is terrifying."[/b][/color] Thespian agreed as she buried herself into a pile of gold as her hiding spot. Her voice would be heard by the group as she lay down.

[color=pink][b]"Be sure, keep up then."[/b][/color] she spoke Daimon.