[center][h1][color=D59AC2]Lilith St. Sebastian[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=D59AC2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Cirque Anomaly
[color=D59AC2][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] The Runners[/center][hr]

Lilith kept a wary gaze on the man as he spoke to Folly. Considering all this happened and she was intent on finding the girl, she wasn't about to lose her again. Especially now. Lilith knew Folly pretty well and she knew. She would run to that hotel to escape her father and now he was dead. Folly was alone.

No not alone. Regardless what the girl felt about her, she cared for Folly and she had her. Regardless.

So to the hotel. [color=D59AC2]"Name is Lilith, since we have actual time to do introductions. I've never been to the hotel, but I was on my way there before......all of this happened. I know a bit about it. We can regroup and figure things out."[/color] It was the best plan at this moment, all things considered. She hoped the others were ok.


[center][h1][color=E97E99]Millicent Clarke[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=E97E99][b]Location:[/b][/color] Circus Grounds
[color=E97E99][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Demons, Witches, and More (Oh My!)[/center][hr]

Millicent was not ok.

In fact, she was pretty far from ok. Not only was she about to be eaten by some giant wolf thing, even after it was dead it nearly crushed her. If looks could kill, everyone within vicinity would be dead. She was still stuck, but she had the cloth, such as it was. The wolf wanted it, which means it was important to Hel, which means it was now hers.

She tried to get unstuck. [color=E97E99]"If someone could help me, that would be just lovely. Id like to avoid being crushed by something else."[/color] After she was unstuck, she would look at the cloth. She heard a voice, was the cloth speaking? It needed further examining, but she would do it alone. These people were a nuisance and she didn't want to deal with them any longer.

[center][h1][color=D1ECCA]Bronwyn Calliban[/color][/h1]
[img]http://www.peency.com/images/2016/02/22/b3eb895a2b3d6a82c.gif[/img][/center]
[hr][center][color=D1ECCA][b]Location:[/b][/color] Washington D.C.
[color=D1ECCA][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Those at OMEN Headquarters[/center][hr]

Bronwyn continued to watch the man speak. He did have a presence that made you wish to listen. Even if the reporters were keen on tossing his ideas to the side (idiots), she knew better. Powers were real, though she would argue they were not of the superpowered variety. Sure, she supposed that what she could do could be chalked up as superpowers, but she knew it was her affinity with nature.

Once it ended, Bronwyn would wait for most of the reporters to get up. She would stand and seek out Irwin. She wished to speak with him. She traveled this far and she wasn't about to be turned back. When she got near him, she would show she meant peace. [color=D1ECCA]"Sir? Sorry to bother you. My name is Bronwyn Calliban and I hope I can take a few minutes of your time. I enjoyed your speech and I believe you. I know somewhat of what is going on. Rather, I can feel it. If you have a minute?"[/color]