InevitableDismay: ::Yep that was about 5 minutes of her life she'd never get back.  Black hood was pulled up over red mane, as Crawly went racing up the stairs, the Djavo tucked and turned.  She didn't really know where this left her in the scheme of things, but there were defiantly plans to make.  Back tracing steps to the front door, she left her glass on the entry way table.  Slipping back out into the inky darkness.  Phone immediately drawn up from back pocket as she bounced down the stairs, thumb digging into the key pad.  She'd have one last ally to call upon before she'd lay down with snakes.:: Rowan, you charming hag.  It's time for chocolate. -d-


::she snapped her phone shut, shaking her head as she continued to talk herself into oblivion:: "Fuck.....Fuck me, fuck me....I'm so fucked."