[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]

Taking his flask back from Aloise, Darren tucked it back into his jacket as he looked down at her, trying to listen to everything she was able to say. He didn't have any clue how she exactly knew what she did, had she somehow learned it in the brief period of her death? Or had she already known it beforehand? No, there was definitely more to it, but this still wasn't exactly the time to ask. When she said that Hel was there, he knew she must have learned that somehow in the moments of her death or her resurrection, but regardless of when or how she'd learned it, it wasn't good.

Darren didn't say anything, his face contorting into one of deep thought. Aloise would have seen it before, he had done it regularly when he had absolutely no idea what to do. He had known of pagan gods before, but dealing with them was always a problem, many of them had different weaknesses, and Darren knew absolutely nothing of Hel herself. He tried desperately in his mind to recall whatever he could of Hel or any of the Norse Myths surrounding her, oblivious of anything he could have otherwise done.

[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 did his best to listen to what Jade was saying, but almost as soon as his reception had come back, it seemed to fluctuate and fade. He hoped at the very least she had heard his message and was on her way to him, but he was oblivious of whether or not she actually had. Sighing as he tried again to call her, he swore as it went to her voicemail. [color=C55555][b]"Fucking Verizon."[/b][/color] He grumbled to himself as he put his phone back away into his pocket, focusing his gaze back over to the Mullo.

He could see as it was bleeding, Olivia's attack had done enough damage to at least weaken it and slow it, and knowing that it was indeed slowed, he carefully leveled his handgun, taking a few careful shots at the moving target. He had no idea how much success he would have, or how much the bullet would hurt, but he hoped he'd at least halt the creature in its charge.