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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Erin Matthers<br/><b>Attire:</b>Black tank top, black fishnet shrug, black victoriana-style skirt, black doc martens.<br/><b>Location:</b>Tour vehicle<br/><b>Weapons:</b>Necromancy charms worn about her waist, amulet worn about her neck.<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Anyone.<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>Erin nodded and smiled. "I don't mind and thanks," she said. "I'll let you know when I need a break." She knew Ricky hadn't had much to drink, but she figured it best to let the little bit he had wear off a bit more before he drove since she hadn't had anything. Plus it would give him a chance to rest a little before taking on some of the driving, which would be helpful for him. Fortunately for her, she'd managed a small nap earlier on in the evening, so she didn't mind taking some time behind the wheel for a while to help everyone out. Also, she wasn't much of a partier, so it was an excuse to have some quiet time and not feel so out of place even though no one tried to make her feel that way, something she was grateful for... she just always did given her shy nature.