[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]

Once inside, Lilith felt mildly safe. Granted, she was in an unknown hotel and this was Coventry. Still, it was better than dealing with a giant dog and an angry woman who was capable of throwing swords with her mind. However, the group was silent and Folly had her eyes on her. She wasn't aware of it until after an uncomfortable about of silence. She threw her hands in mock surrender.

[color=D59AC2]"I'm out of my element here. If we were dealing with angry spirits, I'd be your girl. But as it stands, we're dealing with something somewhat unknown. Best I can do is talk to the spirits nearby or see into the future and hope it tells us only good things."[/color] She lacked any other beneficial skills, but perhaps what she did offer would be helpful. It was all she had.

[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 rightly pissed off. Not only was she stuck, but she was also still stuck in this time period she knew little about. What she did learn from them is that the future was fucked. And all she had on her was the cloak she desperately tried to grab that she still knew nothing about.

To make matters worse, she was now being helped by this...boy. This child. And he wasn't proving to be much help. In fact, his words still echoed in her mind. Don't betray them. She could imagine that betrayal, as it was still fresh in their minds, was a testy subject, but she owed them no loyalty. In fact, if this cloak proved to be powerful, she would be stupid not to take it for herself, Hel be damned. She, of course, wouldn't swear loyalty to Hel either. She didn't trust whatever rewards she was offering. Often times, if something sounded too good to be true, it usually was.

Not pleased with the boy's efforts, she tried as hard as she could to free herself.

[center][h1][color=D1ECCA]Bronwyn Calliban[/color][/h1]
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[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 was a little irked that the man didn't seem to want to talk to her, but she did her best to hide it. Regardless, she at least wanted to put herself out there in case she could be of any help. Whether or not OMEN wanted it was of no consequence to her. [color=D1ECCA]"Then I'll get right to the point. I know something is coming. Or rather, I can hear the pained cries of nature. Nature is afraid and the last time a call like that was heard by my people was during the Altsoba Crisis. Whatever is coming, it needs to be stopped. I heard you talk and while the reporters may be skeptical, I am not. I am here to help, if you need it. If not, I will do so alone."[/color]

Bronwyn was not one to put herself out there often, but she was fired up by this. Danger was on the horizon, that much was true, and she would not sit idly by and let it happen. If they won, then great, but if they lost, it would be bad. End times bad. Hell, maybe they were in the end times to begin with. Either way, it had to be stopped. Or, at least, the effort had to be made.