<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/dy2egH8.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clio Dewalt</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Roaming Faire Child Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Traveling Seeker of Eldest Knowledge Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Metal Weaving Child of the Forge Invoked</strong> [ ]<br/><br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Injured<br/>[ ] Maimed<br/>[ ] Taken Out<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/></div></div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>Outside<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>The chatter between Luke and the thief drew a frown to Clio's lips, head tilting slightly but without knowing the tongue used it did her little good. What did do her good  was watching the events between JD and  Sarge, the li'l bitch water pistol drawing a smirk that turned to shock as something leapt from the shotgun to the toy gun. Shaking her head she turned to gathering the remains of her cobbled together contraptions, the wire looped around her wrist while the sticks were stacked beneath the closest bush. Leaning against a wall and waiting on JD to finish eating her foot she let her hands toy with the wires, looping and twisting them into various shapes and designs before pulling them apart and starting back over again.