<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/lX0geO3m.png)</div>Name: Lucine Westbrook<br/>Time: Early Morning<br/>Location: Kitchen Car<br/>Favor: 6<br/>Spirit: 40<br/>Tagging: Open, Sarika, Helen<br/>Notes: Duty calls, with competition<br/><hr/><br/>Lucine's getaway was not as slick as she had thought it would be, with Sarika deciding that she would go after her and ranting on about deserving and sensitivity and grace and something like that. Honestly it was pretty confusing, and the speaker certainly did not fit the words that were being said at that moment. Which was precisely why Lucine could not simply allow Sarika to pass her and steal the spotlight.<br/><br/>"Hey, I have plenty of grace," she challenged as she continued forward, taking advantage of Sarika hitting a wall to get some distance. "I was ballroom dancing in the courts of Paris before you were even learning how to fly. I'm the maid Master needs and the one that she deserves." Who else had the long experience and training that she had? Exactly, nobody.<br/><br/>Of course at this point she didn't seem to be matching Sarika in speed, which was why she would have to employ some devious tactics if she wanted to get ahead. Specifically, closing the train car door in her face. Which was a tactic she would use repeatedly as she moved for the master bedroom car.