A crack of light splits the darkness, as Patience finally pushes the door open.  She squints into the darkness, drawing back at the splashing footsteps as the Dreamer flees from the freed abomination.  "Hurry, this way!"  It is probably not necessary for her to call encouragement to the girl who is fleeing for her soul, but she does anyway, waving her forward.  Should she gain the doorway before the monster, she'll push her shoulder into it and slam it shut behind her.  She knew, they both knew, that it would not hold him for more than a second but she turned and fled up the stairs, taking them two at a time with athletic hops of her long legs.<br/><br/>"We need to get him to somewhere a little less cramped, I can't fight him there."  She grimaces as she catches the top of the stairs, almost twisting her ankle, but steadies herself and turns to see how her companion fares.  "You're one of us, aren't you?  I could use your help, hurry to the lobby!"  She reaches up to a strange medallion that glints at her neck, and her eyes close as if in bliss, only to suddenly snap wide open and glowing.  The clothes she wears, dirty jeans and the museum's shirt stained with dirt, disappear.  The girl that was disappear, only hints of her remaining in the metal and lace knight that takes her place with terrible glowing eyes and a sword of flames in hand.<br/><br/>The bells and ribbons sway, as if caught in a breeze, and sing and laugh madly as she grins with wolfish delight at the 'Dreamer'.  The catty smile seems to show /all/ of her teeth and when the door flies open below, she directs it with the same taunting air at the monster, even daring to wink at it before she retreats to their battleground.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>