[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8040bf]Eudora Esmeralda Erebus
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[hr][center][color=8040bf][b]Location: Coventry[/b][/color]
[color=8040bf][b]Interacting With: Fairfax [@Morose][/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]
 
Eudora was still deep in thought as Fairfax mumbled on, her fingers already have grazed every splinter and groove but still, she searched for a sign. [color=8040bf]"A fire?"[/color] Eudora cooed curiously while she peered at the firm wooden doors, [color=8040bf]"You'll have to tell me more about it sometime."[/color] She reached out a hand and toyed with the knob and opened it only slightly, the fear of suddenly being sucked in still leeched at her mind. 
 
Eudora turned to Fairfax, waiting for an answer to her possible suicide mission request. 
 
 "I thought you'd never ask, miss." 
 
Eudora was silent for a bit, jaw loose and threatening to hang open. It's not that Eudora expected him to, for lack of a better term, chicken out. But accepting so readily and with such enthusiasm? Eudora couldn't help but feel a little surprised. [color=8040bf]"You've got guts, I like it! Now come on"[/color] Eudora said as she took a hold of Fairfax's arm, (gently) yanking him towards the cupboard, [color=8040bf]"We've got a prophet to save."[/color]
 
Letting go of his arm, Eudora snapped open the door with a flick of her wrist and without thinking jumped in. Now would be a bad time for Fairfax to chicken out.