[center][h1][color=5F7171]Darren Andrews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=5F7171][b]Location:[/b][/color] Coventry Circus Grounds, Main Tent
[color=5F7171][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Everyone in the Circus Tent, Aloise Zamora [@Morose][/center][hr]

Watching as the others began to work the lights, Darren's attention was dragged away as he saw Andromeda's body... Disappear. It wasn't really like anything he had seen before, it all just disappeared completely, in the blink of an eye. Looking around, Darren's eyes drifted between everyone there, particularly the wounded, dead and terrified. It dawned on him that Darren still really had no idea what was going on, or even where he was - and he hated it, all he could do was ride it out as well as he could, so he could get back 'home'. 

As he saw Fairfax begin to work the spotlights, Darren gave a nod, moving back towards the barrier he'd been standing at before, watching as it slowly began to fade before it all disappeared into a mist. He groaned for a moment as the mist hit him, it was strange how it stung, but his attention was rather quickly drawn to Aloise in front of him as he saw the pistol aimed at his face. Holding his hands up, his eyes went wide for a moment, and he locked them with her. [color=5F7171][b]"Woah! Woah, woah, Aly - no need for that."[/b][/color] He said quickly, using his own nickname for her as he glanced between her and the people she was with, appreciating the insistence of the woman that Aloise not immediately shoot him.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=C55555]James Murphy[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=C55555][b]Location:[/b][/color] Coventry Circus Grounds
[color=C55555][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Olivia Johnson, [@Nallore] Aloise Zamora, [@Morose] Darren Andrews[/center][hr]

James raised an eyebrow at Aloise's answer to his query. She seemed fairly insistent on the fact that Darren was dead, her voice strained, and he could tell there was some sort of pain to it. He considered the fact that the two had known eachother well, once, perhaps that was why she was so troubled by his reappearance, often losing those close to you meant that it was hard to let them come back into your life. Though, James figured the situation was even more bizarre than it appeared. [color=C55555][b]"I do hate to burst your bubble, but he looks plenty alive to me..."[/b][/color]

James took a step back then as he saw the barrier dissipate, reaching down as he pulled his own gun, holding it low for now rather than raising it as Aloise had. Initially, he went to step up and interrupt, but stopped himself. Though he figured he should step in, and though he didn't exactly trust this hunter on her instincts, she seemed to have a much clearer idea on everything that was going on than he did. At least for now, he was content to follow.