[center][h1][color=8FBC8B]Olivia[/color][/h1]
[sub][color=lightgreen][s]Persephone[/s][/color][/sub]
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[color=lightgray][color=8FBC8B]Time:[/color] Evening 
[color=8FBC8B]Location:[/color] Tough Tavern 
[color=8FBC8B]Interactions:[/color] [@princess] Charlotte, [@Lava Alckon] Drake, [@Tpartywithzombi] Ariella, [@CitrusArms] Stratya, [@samreaper] Kazu & [@Tae] Kalliope 
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The tavern went quickly from joyful and boisterous to silent and terrifying faster than she could load an arrow. For a heartbeat, she could almost feel old bruises under her ribcage, hear the echo of his laugh, another table and another man begging… The lazy way he held the razor and white smoke around his pistol…. Her skin crawled and chills ran up and down her spine as if she’d been doused in cold water. Olivia’s heart raced so loudly she wouldn’t have been surprised if anyone else heard it. Sweaty palms clutched the table. Her gaze darted around her. Olivia’s stomach clenched with terror. There wasn't any way the group could escape safety. This wasn’t some punkass gang–these were professionals.

Her knuckles turned white from gripping the table so tautly. The dockhand's scream sent her heart racing even wilder. The wet crack of the fleeing man’s skull against the wood floor caused her to turn away at the grotesque display. Maelen’s words and taunt about the shadows caused her to glower. This fucking mage–she bit her tongue before she cursed under her breath. Her gaze moved over to the barred door, black windows and crossbrow lines, Garren watching everyone intently, with Marius in the middle, and Maelen by the hearth, cloaked figures in the back… She doubted they were here for a drink. Who were they? Was this group related to the Black Rose? Her jaw clenched at the taunting voice of Moira’s “Asteroth’s silly little rabbit” comment–why were they targeting him? fury and fear rose through her. They would not have him or anyone else!

Olivia kept her gaze pinned to the wood, but her voice slipped out in the barest whisper, brittle as glass. [color=8FBC8B]“Ignore her. Do not respond."[/color] When Garran ordered drinks and invisible fingers tightened on the tavern’s throats, Olivia swallowed once and let out a slow, controlled breath through her nose. Her palm slid just enough to nudge Kazumin’s under the table edge in warning. 

[color=8FBC8B]“Everyone,”[/color] she murmured to the group, barely moving her lips, eyes fixed dutifully on the scarred wood, [color=8FBC8B]“hands flat. Do what they say. That mage owns the room—no heroics yet.”[/color] When the tankards started to pass and the air eased its grip, she wrapped her fingers around the first cup put in front of her, knuckles pale. Her tolerance was high enough she’d be safe enough for some time, but she wasn’t incapable of being drunk. Her ears rang from her heart pounding so hard.

[color=8FBC8B]“Drink,”[/color] she added under her breath, a hard edge under the softness. [color=8FBC8B]“If someone’s going to paint the floor for being stupid, it’s me, not you.”[/color] Her eyes lifted just once, quick as a knife flick, to find Charlotte across the chaos—one small, steady look that said [i]I see you. I’m thinking–hold on[/i], before she tipped the cup back and let the burn of cheap liquor anchor her to the table and the terrible patience this night was going to demand. This was a long game.

In case Charlotte had not seen her gaze or couldn’t interpret it due to fear, she whispered into her drink, [color=8FBC8B]“Communicare in mente,”[/color] and focused on Charlotte intently without blinking. [color=8FBC8B][i]”Do as they say. Please tell Drake to do as they say. I will protect you all..”[/i][/color] 

Olivia knew there was a price for those spells and the consequences of those actions would soon bear fruit. Her eyes narrowed as fire burned in her eyes. Terror wracked her body as she began to take slow, deep breathes to steady her heart and mind.[/color]