<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><div style="text-align: center">Finally changed, Lucca strode across the floor at a leisurely pace and quickly grabbed up her cropped jacket off of the bed. She flung it over her shoulder and turned abruptly, eye locked on her window. For a fleeting moment, she felt as though she were being watched...but of course, she remembered from the bubbling hiccup that left her mouth that she was a tad bit on the drunken side. <i>Damn traveler just <b>HAD</b> to be a decent drinker</i>, she cursed to herself as she hunched over. After a minute of steady breathing, she snatched up her satchel and made her way down the stairs.<br/>
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" <b>What's the matter, Koh? Ain't got nothin smart to say today?</b> " She grinned as she quickly slipped the cropped jacket over her bare shoulders.​</div></span>