<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 became serious as the cries rang out, and Kolette, scampering to the window beside her, only made things more tense. "Stay back," murmured Antoinette as she peeked out over Kolette's shoulder. The situation was still far removed from the carriages, and that settled her fledgling anxiety quite a bit.  "If the guards get killed, Kolette, we might have to use our bodies to fuck our way out of this situation." She was a tiny bit afraid, but there was a naughty grin on her lips anyway. "I hear those Falkovnian soldiers go crazy at the thought of bedding a beautiful, Dementlieu noble."<br/><br/>Antoinette kissed Kolette on the cheek, and then made a big show of sitting back in her seat and yawning. She didn't really think they were in any danger. Not yet, anyway. "I wonder how long this is going to take. What a dreadful bore."