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[bride_bereft]

...

[ooc; somebody's faking again. "Suzette" is wandering around the Opera House with a blank look on her face, since "Suzette's" worst moment was after clawing her way out of the grave and being... pretty much crazed with the fact that the man she loved had left her to die.]

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[he_who_kills]

[keeping an eye on her]

[bride_bereft]

[She's just wandering around, aimless and quiet]

[princess_crow]

[She is looking for her prince, clothed in shadow and black feathers, when she glances at the potential rival for the Prince's attention.]

Who are you and what are you doing mooning in my nest?!

[bride_bereft]

[She doesn't really pause, just blankly keeps walking, not answering]

[princess_crow]

[She doesn't stop her. Someone like that wouldn't be a rival. Let her drown in despair alone if that's what she wants.]

[bride_bereft]

[And for all appearances, that's what she plans to do]

[ruined_arcana]

[bride_bereft]

[She just keeps walking, barely pauses]

[ooc; I actually think they... never said, not that I can recall.]

[ruined_arcana]

[bride_bereft]

[A pause, but only to debate where to go, turning down a hallway and simply floating down]

[misterblackbird]

Suzette?!

But--

[ooc: Not affected, but soooo having flashbacks now...]

[bride_bereft]

[She pauses, as if listening, and slooooowly turns, dazed]

[misterblackbird]

Suzette, it's me, Cain.
Don't you recognize me?

What is this curse?

[bride_bereft]

[Her brow seems to furrow some, but she shows no other signs, just pauses]