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Trinity regards Eren coldly. "I told you at the meeting that it would be yesterday. Perhaps you were not listening." Trinity turns back forward. She was annoyed with Eren, but then again, she got annoyed pretty easily.

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"Well maybe you should keep track. It's a simple thing," Trinity retorts. She clenches her jaw and glares ahead of her. Stupid people, being late.... What are they thinking? (Trinity is a harsh judger ;)) Trinity brings her horse to a halt. She jumps off and brings out a wrinkled, yellowed paper. She studies it, looks up, looks around, looks at the paper, looks up, looks at the paper, and then walks over to a boulder. She looks at the paper again and then knocks on the rock five times in a special pattern. It suddenly lifts up like a trapdoor. Trinity glances back. "This is the lair of Aquella. You should arm yourselves before we go in."

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Trinity looks at them with her harsh green gaze. "There will probably be traps, so watch your feet." She turns around and steps down a ladder into a dark hole. Torches lined the wall, and she pulled her hair over her shoulder to avoid lighting her hair on fire. After what seemed like forever, she dropped lightly onto the ground. Stepping forward, she looks at the ground before stepping forward silently. Peering down the long hall, she sees nothing but torches and dirt walls. Stepping back and turning around, she waits for the others. Absently, she twirls a silver dagger in her hand.

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Trinity draws her sword, glancing at Chrom. She waits for Eren silently.

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Trinity whips around, her eyes as cold as iron. She stomps on the sword, the clattering sound going abruptly silent. She cranes her neck around. A torch goes out. Then another. Then another. Trinity, realizing what was happening, grabs a torch off of the wall, staring into the new darkness. Cursing quietly, she yanks the sword off of the ground and holds the torch in front of her, warding away some of the darkness.

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Trinity whispers fiercely, "Shush!!" She gives the sword to him and then starts forward, her footsteps silent. She watches her step carefully.

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Trinity takes another step forward. Her foot is suddenly being jerked up and she yelps, stifling it almost as soon as it came out. Dangling upside down, she cranes her neck to see the rope that had secured onto her left foot. It was painted the exact color of the ground. Cursing herself for not looking closer, she ignores the other quest goers and yanks a dagger out of her belt. She bends and saws through the rope. Clenching her teeth, she cuts the last thread and drops down on the dusty floor. On her feet in moments, Trinity brushes herself off.

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Trinity gives Eren a deadly poisonous glare. She continues on, watching closer, and steps over another trap. She stops for a moment, brings out the paper, looks at it for a moment, and then continues on.

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