[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9370DB]Nancy Parker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s13.postimg.org/ql3spvi7b/tumblr_m9j80ov1_Oc1qjtl4yo1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp: Main House (Room 202)
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] the Cards, History (General Human History) [/center][hr]	Had the last reading not appeared so grim, Nancy would have gone out of her way to make a show of using her toes to pick out the cards. It was a bit hypocritical of her. As much as she hated it when others touched her cards, she didn't mind the thought of using her feet to handle them. Her protectiveness over the cards wasn't necessarily out of a fear that would someone else would ruin them. Instead, it felt more like an invasion of privacy. The cards felt like an extension of herself at times, hence her nickname. [color=#9370DB]"It's always All Hallow's Eve,"[/color] Nancy pointed out, but she didn't disagree with Gio. And perhaps if the mood was lighter, she would have reminded him that it was technically her birthday. 

	However, she also didn't move from her position on the floor. The urge to conduct a reading swept over her and she reshuffled the cards, moving onto the next glimpse into what was to come to pass. [color=#9370DB]"All the new Paradoxes...They might be setting off all these readings,"[/color] Nancy muttered, pulling out the three cards. [color=#9370DB]"If I get a feeling for a third one, you might want to go get Eve and Gil and bring them here. I want to do another reading anyways, a specific one, just to confirm. After what happened to Drem..."[/color] She let the sentence hang. 

	Turning over the cards, Nancy drew the Knight of Pentacles, the Moon, and the Ace of Swords. She felt relieved as she realized the meaning behind this one. While it impacted them, it wasn't harrowing to her. It impacted them in the way that all events in history impacted them. Yet to one of the Paradoxes, it perhaps hit home a little more. [color=#9370DB]"A coroner from Justice is going to have a realization about a case - about Alicia's."[/color] She didn't feel a need to explain the cards beyond that. If she wanted to, she could have gone over the meanings of each card, but she simply didn't feel like it. That was how Nancy was - chaotic, a bit inconsistent, all over the place. 

	Nancy shuffled the cards once more, pausing for a second to see if the feeling for a reading would return rapidly. She wanted more clarity on the painful end that she had foreseen. She couldn't change what the cards meant, yet she could attempt to gather more information if there was indeed a grim future looming over them. Or if Giouse really was going to throw out his back - she hoped that was the meaning (and not just because it would be a bit amusing).[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9999ff]Andromeda Aldrich[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s13.postimg.org/uhh4lesrr/tumblr_ox5m0d_DVTm1rc0x8uo5_400.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=9999ff]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp: Main House (Room 109 --> Receiving)
[b][color=9999ff]Skills:[/color][/b] None [/center][hr]	Did she stay inside the room and wallow in self pity? The bed did look especially inviting and comforting, but she didn't want to be alone with her thoughts. No, the white haired ex-museum curator had always been able to lose herself in a healthy dose of exploration. If she moved around, she could keep herself from considering the harrowing possibilities. Had the others died in that tent? From what she could understand, not everyone went to this place. Otherwise, she was certain she would have seen Emmie - or that Alicia would have mentioned her. And while she could have, she supposed, left this place and made her way to Massachusetts, what's to say Fairfax would be there? He could have died with the others and never returned to 1929. 

	[color=9999ff]"You'll drive yourself insane like that,"[/color] Andromeda admonished herself. [color=9999ff]"And look, you're already talking to yourself. You know who does that? Crazy people and Lewis Carroll."[/color] She paced back and forth a bit, pausing to tap her feet. Her first conclusion seemed to be the best - she needed to get out of this room, away from her thoughts and the potentially tragic fate of her friends, and go explore. The animated fish said it best - just keep swimming. 

	Andromeda looked down at the key in her hand. She didn't especially feel like putting it inside the purse. She set the purse down on the bed and then slipped off her locket, unhooking the chain. She then fed the key through the chain, the key now resting against the locket and secured, before she refastened the locket-necklace combo around her neck. It felt much more practical this way. Taking a deep breath, Andromeda opened the door, expecting to see some of the others Alicia had mentioned - 

	But there was no one there. [color=9999ff]"Alright, Andy, which way to go which way to go..."[/color] She really needed to put an end to this talking to herself. She glanced up and down the passageway, trying to remember which direction she had come with Alicia from. Looking down at her current attire, a bit of realization sank in. She probably [i]would[/i] get some major sunburns dressed like this. Maybe that's something she'd ask Alicia about later - if they could find her some clothing that offered her skin a bit more protection from the sun's rays. While she had already died, Andromeda didn't quite feel like getting skin cancer - could she get skin cancer? 

	In the interest of potentially avoiding skin cancer, Andromeda decided to go straight. Leaving the passageway, she entered the receiving hallway, taking a moment to look around. [color=9999ff]"Erm...Hello?"[/color] she called out, just in case someone else was around. There had to be others somewhere - right?