[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]

Emotions swirled around and clouded Darren like a blanket as he knelt over Aloise's body. He squeezed her hand tight, his knuckles turning white as he looked down at her, waiting and watching while Eudora continued with her spell. As it came to fruition, Darren's eyes widened as he saw Aloise's eyes open and heard her voice. Misery was replaced by relief in such an instant that he remained clouded and distracted, held between grief and joy as he looked down at her, almost laughing as he finally loosened his grip on Aloise's hand for a moment.

He glanced over his shoulder for a moment, seeing the number of bodies rushing over to try and stop the Mullo. A few more moved to brighten the lights as Eudora insisted, but in that moment Darren's own mind was still too clouded by the rush of emotion for him to do anything but look back down at Alose. But he knew she was not the type to be coddled, even coming back from death, she was not one who would sit idly while all this went down, so he helped her sit up. [color=5F7171][b]"Next time you die, I'm gonna bring you back and kill you myself."[/b][/color]

[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] Everyone in the Circus Tent[/center][hr]

James' charge bore no fruit as he saw the mullo turn to another target and begin its own charge. The creature was much too quick for James to have caught it before it got away, and he cursed under his breath as he came to a halt where the creature had stood before, watching where it went. He had been about to begin another charge along with the other bodies when he froze, hearing and feeling the buzz of his phone in his pocket as it burst to life. Reaching down to his pocket, he raised an eyebrow as he glanced down to it, knowing something had to have been going on, for what other reason would both of these numbers be calling him.

Quickly, he typed in the number for his voicemail and held the phone to his ear, glancing over to Folly and giving her an almost half-hearted shrug. He had no idea why it was that his phone had suddenly decided to work, but he wasn't going to question it at that point as he turned his gaze back to the Mullo, listening intently to his messages, determined to take in every important detail as he kept a firm grip on his handgun with his free hand, ready to react at the slightest hint of a threat.