[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9370DB]Nancy Parker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s33.postimg.org/ntqrkwdbj/tumblr_onkbk2_Af9_O1vuk4i6o1_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Ville au Camp: Main House (Room 200 --> Outside Room 202)[/center][hr] October 31st was Nancy's favorite day of the year, for a variety of reasons. Throughout the centuries that the holiday had existed in its various forms, it had always enticed her. Depending on the geographical location and temporal state, the rituals changed. There were games of divination - human attempts to achieve her gift always amused her. No matter how hard they tried, they never could get a proper reading - yet for her, it was child's play. Then beyond this supernatural emphasis, the holiday was ripe for mischief. She claimed it as her birthday before she had met the other Emendators. But there was something particularly special about this particular All Hallow's Eve, in difference to the one the day before or the day before that. There would be chances to terrorize and torment the people of town with her latest pranks. But in some cases, it was disappointing that they never remembered them come the next day. No, on this day Eve was bringing new souls to Ville au Camp. They were all expected to be prepared early for the influx and while Nancy [i]knew[/i] Eve's intentions were that they would be prepared to greet the new Paradoxes kindly, she had other ideas. Namely, a plan that she had already shared with Gio the day before - or was it a few days before? Sometimes, the days at Ville au Camp blended together for her. But with a host of newcomers coming in, any slowness that had formed would vanish. She thrived off of chaos - and no matter how much planning was done, with a bunch of new Paradoxes, there would be chaos. She didn't need to conduct a reading to come to that conclusion. Nancy dressed quickly, pulling on her long sleeved white blouse. She pulled the black dress on over the shirt, hopping on one foot and then the other as she got her stockings on. She put on her black oxfords and then pulled on her light blue cardigan. All of her important belongings were placed in her pockets, yet she gave her cards a shuffle or two before placing them into the pocket. There was no real meaning or significance behind that action - it was simply habit by now. She shook her hair a bit with her fingers, aiming to give it as much volume as possible. She couldn't wait for the loop to one day be in the 80's. But for now, the 40's would do. Heading out of her room, Nancy shut the door, looking up and down the hallway to see if anyone else was around. She didn't see any other Emendators or Paradoxes, but given the time, she expected Gio to emerge from the door at any moment. It may have appeared to be weird to others, but Nancy walked down the hallway a bit and stood outside of Giouse's room. She assumed that he'd be out any minute now, if she had the time correctly. [color=#9370DB]"Gio, hurry up, will you?"[/color] Nancy called out. She wasn't the most patient of people, despite having lived as long as she had. It was connected to her thrill seeking, whimsical nature. While she always went with the flow, she never wanted to stay still. Yet there wasn't much point in her expecting Gio to get ready early - he was never early and never late. She would just need to be patient. Pulling out her deck of cards, she continued shuffling them while she waited.