<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pHmbaO4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Millicent Devereaux<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Living Quarters<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Zeke, Serenity, Rin, Misha, Open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Millie, much like everyone else, had been busy trying to figure out what was going on. She reconstructed the previous night's events with something less than crystal clarity. That wasn't surprising, since the events in question were, in rough chronological order:<br/><br/>1) Went to a bar<br/>2) Got drunk<br/>3) Woke up here<br/><br/>Still, when these things usually happened in this order, she ended up in her room, or on the occasions that she would end up in someone else's, that someone else would usually still be around and they'd both be naked. Neither was the case here.<br/><br/>Still, the unfamiliarity of the situation wasn't about to panic Millie. On the contrary, she was actually somewhat intrigued by the whole thing. This held true even when she realized the doors didn't close and there was a mob gathering outside, consisting of one young man sporting dog ears and a tail (presumably a costume), one bookish looking white-haired guy, one really angry buff woman, and another woman trying to reason the group down, though with little success seeing as how the dog-type jumped into the nearest room.<br/><br/>So, options being what they were, Millie figured she'd start with the reasonable one. Which was ironic, considering she wasn't all that reasonable herself. Or that given time, she'd learn that Rin was probably the<em>least</em>reasonable of the assemblage. But she hadn't learned that yet, so she tried conversation. "So, you just... like... woke up here like I did? Seems like someone went through a lot of trouble if that's what's going on." The smart move would have been to stay guarded, but Millie wasn't a big fan of the smart moves - she enjoyed jumping right in. "You interested in... like... trying to figure out who?"