<div class="floatright">(https://www.frenchentree.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/06/Louise-Bourgoin.jpg)</div><strong>August 5th, 1922</strong><br/><br/>Shaking her head, it was too late to dodge Tina's stomach contacts, not that there was a lot. There was nothing she could do and she would never get used to the smell. But it was not the first time she has been vomited or bled on.<strong>"It's alright Tina, the symptoms of motion sickness can be very bad. Thank you, Mary, I will help Tina up. Come on Miss" </strong>Taking her case, she helped Tina up to the rooms. Leaving her in the first room facing what seems to be an old prison, she takes the one next to hers.<br/><br/>The smell in the room was definitely a little on the damp side. It needed to be aired a little but at least it was dry. Waiting patiently for her bags. she explored her room, making sure there would be no surprises. One a few minutes ago was more than enough. After "securing" her room, she has a look outside as she starts to secure her window.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Luck</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-05-10 10:58:58, Arcanist (uid: 62397) rolls: 1d100 Result: 49 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=136306)</div></div>