[hr][hr][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019a50f1-939d-740b-a26f-4812e8431bc6.webp[/img]  [hr][color=9370DB]Location[/color]: Mario World
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Nancy had slept like the dead. Seizures always drained her, and the nonstop labor they performed at the camp had only further depleted her energy. By the time she woke up to Em telling her it was time for dinner, she was feeling groggy but recharged. And had it not been for her stomach growling, she probably would have just continued to sleep. It was still light outside, but that had never stopped her before. She slid out of her bunk, kicking her shoes back on without bothering to untie and retie them, adjusting the angle of her foot until they slid on completely. She ran one hand through her hair to try to smooth it out a little, to make it look a little less like she'd just slept on it. And then she left the cabin, yawning as she walked to the main cabin where the mess was. 

She had her tarot cards in her pocket. She had a feeling that some of the other 'criminals' would want a reading once Dobbs was gone. It could be some light fun, at least. She entered the main cabin and glanced around, seeing that most of the others were here already. Nancy waved at Zeke, very clearly a greeting of [i]hello, I am in fact not dead[/i].