<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/2412/antoinettelafluer.jpg)</div><strong>Antoinette</strong>, Carriage #3, [Katrina d'Errineiu, Kolette de Brest, Antoine"tte" LaFleur, Estelle d’Attaine, Viktor Martin, Justine Sade]<br/><br/>Antoinette giggled at Kat as she spoke, nodding in agreement. "I'm tempted to kidnap you two myself, so any brute who fought his way in would likely think the same. Besides, I just don't think I could please<strong>a whole</strong>camp full of ruffians all by myself." She stuck her tongue out playfully at Kolette, and then slipped her hand into Lady Katrina's lap.<br/><br/>"I just love to stroke your dagger," she murmured, running a finger along the sharpened edge of Lady Katrina's blade. It was a beautiful piece of work, really. Simple, but gorgeous, and Antoinette delighted in the sharp and...<br/><br/>BOOM! The musket fired, shattering the illusion of safety. Antoinette screamed, her hand moving quickly away from the dagger in Lady Katrina's lap...quick enough to slice into two of her fingers. Her bloodied fingers came up to her mouth, covering gaping lips. "Oh, Ezra, what was that! Have they...have they attacked?" Antoinette was breaking down now, and she didn't even notice the blood that dripped down her cheek and chin. "Viktor, save us! Do something, please, I beg you!"