[h3][color=gold][center]Jaclyn [i]"OfAll"[/i] Chreyz[/center][/color][/h3][center][img]https://assets.mycast.io/actor_images/actor-ta-kaiya-blaney-267392_small.jpg?1631024853[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=gold][b]Location[/b][/color]: X Mansion
[color=gold][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Power Mimicry
[color=gold][b]Current Outfit (magic)[/b][/color]: [url=https://i.etsystatic.com/10849718/r/il/e16e84/5617037128/il_570xN.5617037128_2kj8.jpg]two piece gown[/url] + [url=https://i.pinimg.com/474x/db/d2/57/dbd2577efcfaf0d2cb123eab2de5bffe.jpg]embellished collar[/url][/center]
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Jaclyn was already in the Dark Alley when Mira had come out of Hyde Park, and hadn't noticed her join the others in the Pub.

Dark alleys had a way of being more than they were -reminding Jaclyn of numerous edgy or vulnerable scenes from media. 
As well as more "slice of life" situations -the desperate street life. As her eyes roved over the most shadowed places which a part of her felt she dare not step into, and another part felt she must -perhaps though, not without a light source- they landed on a heap of something; garbage by the looks of it, though it [i]was[/i] hard to tell in the gloom.

There was just enough light in this portion of the alley that Jaclyn could make some objects out when she stepped closer.
She had wished, though, she hadn't left the Cricket Bat behind. She would prefer to use it to leaf through such detritus. 

She was actually looking around for something else she might use for the purpose and something that seemed like it could do, with enough of it poking out that Jaclyn could comfortably grab it. When she did, however, she realized what she was holding: the Blowpipe.


It was not long after this when distinctive footsteps could be heard coming up, and Jaclyn turned, still grasping the possible weapon, to find Perry. But ahead of any following action on Jaclyn's part, a voice not her own quite literally interrupted her thoughts.

It was Guin's. Calling them to action -or at least to pre-action.

At once Jaclyn's character persona fell while she listened. Out of reflex she looked at Perry again, as if making a nonverbal comment about the message they clearly all just received given the wording if not fellow reactions, then Jaclyn started moving back towards the Pub: [color=gold]"Sounds like we'll have to save this for later,"[/color] she called out as she neared Max and Mira. Her absorption in the game giving way to mature concern; it was fun while it lasted. In what way did Mary need them, now? [color=gold]"Max, can you get our outfits back to what they were?"[/color] Jaclyn asked, paused while she waited for the sim to disengage so they could head out the real door.