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 "Doll, what are ye doin' up so late? 's well past lights out, ya know?" The ringleader approaches his little sister, dark orange eyebrows furrowing a bit. They had no need to collect any sweets tonight, so Joker didn't understand why the other would be up. They have a show tomorrow, she'll need all the rest she can get. 

Captivating blankness her custom adorns entrances widened spheres, dumbfound smothers defensive aggression into oblivion. Tender emissions bellow from internal chambers.

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—;;✬ It was late into the night, the stars glimmered high above the fading lights of England. Children had long since gone to bed, families done with their days and resting in the calm. Despite the relative peace, some were only just getting done with drinking fine drinks and dancing to pleasant songs. Such was the case of one young lady, who was only just getting seated into her carriage for the long ride home.

—;;✬ Parties were something the youngest Midford adored. The people, the atmosphere, it was something she could never get enough of. One of the few liberties a woman was given at such an age. Elizabeth watched as the mansion of Earl something-or-other, then turned her sights to the dirt path as the horses pulled.

—;;✬ Each time she was nearly asleep, some bump woke her up. It was annoying, it didn't feel this bumpy when they had first came down.Why wasn't she just allowed to sleep though the ride? Seeing something in the distance, a figure on the side of the road made her feel suddenly hyper-aware. She rubbed at her eyes once, then twice. Surely there was no way she was seeing that.

—;;✬ "Stop the carriage!" She called in a panicked tone, not even bothering to wait for it to come to a complete stop before throwing open the door and stumbling out. She ignored Paula's exclamation, and sprinted to the figure laying upon the dirt. Shocked and appalled, she knew that those he had left before her went right passed this poor person. With the help of the coachmen, they brought the poor man -- woman? She wasn't sure -- into the carriage and laid them across one of the seats.