<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/><strong>Legend</strong>: 1/1<br/><em>Egoism</em> OOXOO <em>Kinship</em><br/><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>Ferry --> Flight --> L'Escamoteur<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>While the mechanics of airplanes was somewhat interesting to Clio being inside one was another story the trip left her in a rather foul mood. As the group wound up in a cocktail bar the somewhat grumpy smith ignored most of the ongoing discussion to stare out the window at the city so different from what she'd seen. The bartending fox's rudeness drew a frown from her but as the others were doing their best she let things be. But it was the colourful trio and Namira's flaring power that had her actually paying attention once more.<br/><br/>The fact that threats didn't get the Oni to back down but JD's buying drinks did draw a small smirk from her. And then Himari seemed to double down on the stupidity with a bundle of sticks and a lit lighter. Her head drops and a long sigh slips from her, thin streamers of smoke spilling from her lips. "I'm not the best with romance or dealing with folk outside the faires.  Can't claim it's True Love or some mind whammy put on her. But she's falling apart focusing on the one she left because she found out about something by accident and panicked." Each step she takes towards the bartender rings ever so faintly with the sound of hammer upon metal as something within her ever present satchel seems to shift about.<br/><br/>A hand lifts and waves towards the others. "They've tried explaining. They're pretty good with their words and surprise surprise I'm not. Too blunt and with a pain in the ass flight behind us and ahead of us." Reaching the bar she plants her hands upon it before leaning in to stare the kitsune in the eyes, the breath released by another sigh hot and filled with the bitter tinge of a furnace. "So enough explanations. You want it rough. You want something to happen to make you right and us wrong. So light them. I<strong>DARE</strong>you."