Drych Lake Spa - Reception RoomMarcy brought a hand to her lips, her fingers spread out and extended to accentuate their thinness and polished beauty. Not that it needed any accentuating to begin with - Rhoden was perfectly aware. "With pleasure, love!" She jutted her hip out to the side as Rhoden approached her, requesting that she join him in a little walk. With that cute ol' dastardly wink of his, no less. The moment he drew near, Marcy wrapped her arm around Rhoden's own and began taking charge of this so-called walk. "Oh, yes! Let's! My, Rhoden, you must be quite the mind-reader, as I was thinking the same thing! Hm hm hm~"
Drych Lake Spa - Nails nails nailsAmy too took another drink as they were offered, seeing as she had already finished the one she was given just outside. She intended to drink it a lot slower this time around, until Moira mentioned the 'creepfest' from earlier. The circus. Amy looked away for a moment before taking uncharacteristic chugs from her wine. Which was not something to really be... chugged.
When she lowered her glass, she looked back to Moira with a soft smile on her lips, before looking away again. "Yeah... I'm all right. Thank you." Her eyes drifted down to her feet, her toes wriggling in the bowl of warm, clean water. The masseuse working on her calves was doing an exquisite job. "I'm not really sure what else there is to say..." She let out a soft chuckle, obviously forced. "I'd hate to bore you."
There was a brief smile before Amy let out a sigh. Still she kept her eyes away from her two friends. "I never imagined I'd have to see those two again. Especially not over some kidnapping spree. We had a run-in a long time ago, and I know they're a bit in over their heads, and selfish, but... not to
that degree." With a glass still in one hand, she held out for the other to be working on her nails. They were to be polished a deep emerald green, to match Amy's eyes.
"I mean... you saw them. How they were. I don't know how they acted before my arrival, but..." Her voice trailed off continuously. "When I heard that we were going to the circus... when I knew Guinevere and-- Vance were involved, I... ...I wasn't sure how to..." So many things left to be said, but she struggled with her words. Amy didn't mention it, but she was grateful to be able to reflect like this. Moira was right; getting shit off your chest with friends felt much better than holding it in. ... hah, with friends. Suddenly Amy started to laugh. It started to build to the point where she had to set down her glass to cover her mouth with her other hand; she couldn't stand laughing open-mouthed.
"And to think, after I had left them... I thought I'd be alone in all of this. Then, Trixie... Estelle, you, everyone else... hah! Now look at me. I've turned into a sap."
Her laugh was cut short by something booming through the room. Thankfully the employees were diligent enough not to screw up their handiwork on the girls, or they'd be worse than sorry.
"... Was that a scream?"
Drych Lake Spa - Corridor"Running running running!" Trixie yelped as the intern gave the cue. He was pretty quick, much quicker than Trixie had expected, though Trixie being the speedster she was still kept ahead of him at least just a bit. As they charged further away from the seemingly nice lady, Trixie glanced over her shoulder to make sure Tau was keeping up. She yelled something back at him, but her dash was cut short as she ran straight into a wall instead of turning its corner.
She flopped back from it, wobbling dizzily, before catching her breath and continuing her charge down the next hall. "Pfffft! That was nothing for Pixie! I've been through worse and--"
A sudden scream filled the building. Trixie stumbled over thin air upon hearing this, and nearly crashed into one of many decorative columns. She hadn't even noticed the vase atop it tumbled and wobbled, threatening to fall off and shatter. "Didja hear that!? That's the sign of trouble! Come on, Sidekick Boy! This'll be your first mission - to saaaave the damsel in distreeeeess!" Trixie added a bit of an announcer tinge to her call.
Before Tau could even figure out just what exactly was even going on anymore, Trixie (with her guns back out) took off yet again, further down the aisle towards the origin of the cry.