<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVOh4uv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aloisa Kriechjagd<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The Mercy, Storeroom<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Light Crimson Sarong covering legs and hips, black silk sash "covering" her chest<br/><strong>Content: </strong>discussion and being turned into furniture<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>The Mlles<br/><hr/><br/>Aloisa gave a weak smile to the Ladies as she shook her flask, removing the lid and pouring each of them a modest dose in the cup/Lid, the doses a bit larger for Michelle and Sage to help them rest, "I hope this will help ease things some.. Do your best to rest. I'm going to stay up a bit longer. See if I can figure something good from all this." She smiled weakly, then lifted the flask up and giving it a shake, sighing as it sloshed lightly and set it down next to herself as she put herself between the door and the girls slowly turning her sheathed knife in her hand while she waited for the next thing to go wrong.