With the golden flames gone, Rauko finally starts to breathe a little bit easier. Sure, there's still a big glowing ring on her forehead... but at least that she can keep somewhat out of people's minds by sticking just out of sight and keeping her head down like the chaste maid she often used as cover in the Ivory Rose. And once she gets into the relative safety of the brothel, she should be able to try and get a better handle of what's going on.<br/><br/>Though for now, she has to make sure she plays her role as best she can... she lets some of her long blue hair hang loose to obstruct the light of the ring, and keeps her eyes firmly planted on the ground so that she appears as one of the "undesirables" in charge of changing brothel sheets and sweeping floors. And she stays that way until she's at the servant entrance to the Ivory Rose, rapping on the door in her usual unique rhythm.<br/><br/>"Room inside for one?" She asks, loud enough to be heard on the other side of the door...