<span style="font-weight: bold">Wryn</span><br/>He looked over at Brooke, catching a brief glimpse of her amber eyes before they looked away, a lock of her brunette curls falling forward to hide them from his view. "It's not necessarily faith that I have in him, but more of interest in the way the cards reacted to him. The cards practically<span style="font-style: italic">pulled</span>me to him, Edmée. Usually they only give a slight tug towards the person they seek, but they nearly flew out of my hand for the guy. Quite intriguing, I say." He noticed the small gardenia pendant he'd given her long ago hanging around her neck. "How are you feeling? You look nervous."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Braxton</span><br/>Braxton caught sight of dark-haired man holding a cell phone and hurried over, still in his boxers. "Hey, can you get out on that thing?" he asked, indicating the phone in his hand. At this point, he was more worried about getting home to Alyse than worrying about people seeing him in his underwear.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Anthony</span><br/>As he walked, Anthony saw someone up ahead. As he got closer, he saw it was a young woman with dark brown hair. "Hey," he said, his voice a little shaky. He still had trouble talking with strangers, but the situation didn't leave much of a choice. "Any idea where we are? I'm sorry, but I'm not from around here."