Rebel // 47 [Action]

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[Noel is sitting on a chair by the desk in the living room, flipping through the pages before she stumbles across this entry being played

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*Rachel brought tea! Which she's currently drinking. And she arches a pale blonde eyebrow.* I am sitting right here and I am certainly not deaf. Of course I heard that.

They will come soon. *Totally not cushioning anything here.*

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[Just drink your tea and feel comfortable, Rachel. Noel's too busy trying not to freak out instead of indulging in any of those luxuries.

Depending on where that person was, it could be any minute from now. If they don't go for anyone else first, that is.]

...Is this plan really going to work?

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*Rachel is quiet for a moment. Will it? She knows that their captors are powerful enough to bring them to a world of their choosing and halve their powers. It's entirely plausible that they'll be prepared, even for her.

But her pride is on the line.* It is more likely to work than any other plan the hare-brained fools in this village can conceive of.

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[Not even Noel is sure this plan will work. What seemed like a good idea two days ago... is slowly turning into dread for what's to come.

But rather than argue it, Noel remains quiet, eyes glued to the front door and as she waits for the inevitable.]