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[b][u]Aliquam: Tobias' Gala - Dance Floor[/b][/u]

Trixie's first instinct was to scream and set her guns ablaze. Who knew after all this time she and Xandra had been right!? No way that was any shortage, not here! This was the work of a criminal mastermind who found out the Wondergirl and her faithful metal-handed sidekick had been sniffing him/her out! But the sheer surprise of it all actually kept the prankster silent. She just stood there, hands to her side with a blank expression. "...I was right?"

In the meantime, Lute had approached the large group in hopes of calming everyone down. With the lights down, he asked if anyone had a light. It took a moment for the word to register in Amy's head, but it did soon enough. "I do, I do, hang on." She dug through the clutch under her armpit (it was always there; it felt too natural to her by now to really be noticeable) and whipped out her gem - "Oops." - only for it to drop to the floor, unharmed. Amy knelt down after it and sloppily scanned the floor with her hands until she felt it. Once her fingers made contact with the jewel, it lit up a brilliant white, acting as a torch in the middle of the dark.

Amy let out a sigh of relief as she slowly rose to her feet, gem in tow. Ohhh gods, her head pounded from the sudden movement. She was still on a drunken high from earlier for that ache to bother her though, and with a giggle she held out her shining gem in the middle of the group.

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[b][u]Aliquam: Tobias' Gala - Second Floor (Recreation Room)[/b][/u]

"Hannah, Hannah dear, please, calm down. It's just a shortage."

"Oh! Oh my gods, oh my [i]gods,[/i] I do not want to die tonight!"

"Hannah, Hannah dear, please, as comfortable as your breasts are, could you please not hold me... or touch me... at all... it's very uncomfortable." He felt a [i]very[/i] soft hand smush against his face, though he quickly knocked it off with his own hand. If some monster of the dark didn't get them soon, he was sure he'd die of some combination of suffocation and scoliosis first. He waited until Hannah's screaming turned to rapid gasps for breaths before he spoke again. "The generators should kick in any time soon. ... I'm sure Mister Rich has generators of some sort to begin with. Just... stay calm. Oh gods, I cannot breathe."