<div class="floatright">(https://www.frenchentree.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/06/Louise-Bourgoin.jpg)</div><strong>August 5th, 1922</strong><br/><br/>Nodding, she decided to get out of the plane to do just that. It took a little getting out of the plane in her dressed. Once out, she stretched, her movements, however were not very lady-like at all, in fact she looked out of place in her dress. Her dress, although well made, was a little worn and was at the peak of fashion about five years ago. It was also perhaps two sizes too large for her. Unlike many of the women of her age and station, her face was devoid of make-up. Looking up and into the direction of the storm she felt a sense of foreboding. It did not look good. She had been in the middle of the heavy rain storms in the jungles of South America and she did not like to look off it.<br/><br/>She turns to the man called Abraham and smiles nodding a greeting. Then turning, she wondered who else had left the plane. Despite the long trip, none of them had decided to talk, perhaps this was a good time while waiting for the pilot to "do his thing".<strong>"Lucienne Petit, please to meet you"</strong>as she held out her hand.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Skill Checks Needed?:</div><div class="spoiler_body">Do I need a Survival Skill Check to see if the Storm that is coming is bad and will it be possible for us to escape it?</div></div>