[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 (Sitting Room )
[b][color=9999ff]Skills:[/color][/b] None [/center][hr]	Andromeda paid attention studiously. She had been a history major at university, only to become obsessed with the peculiar and the world's oddities after graduation. To say that this orientation was filled with practically everything that Andromeda found fascinating was an understatement. Her mind flickered through the various creatures she knew of when Lady Luck mentioned the dead walking. Perhaps she was referencing the Rakshasha, shapeshifters that fed on human flesh? Or perhaps vampires or the Quareen? Ghosts, the Buruburu, and demons also came to mind - yet Andromeda knew she had only began to scratch the surface of the necromantics that had existed in her world. Was that what the purpose of the Paradoxes was - to fight against the necromantics? 

	She paid close attention, yet her mind raced once more as Lady Lucas introduced herself as the Dice, the Grim Reaper, a member of the Fates. Her world had nearly been destroyed by a deity - she didn't find it odd that Evelina was, in Andromeda's mind, a deity as well. There were several cultures that had female death deities - Lady Luck may as well have been one of them. The explanation of their deaths did not shock Andromeda as well. Her mind flickered back to the damage that had been done to reality at Cirque Anomaly - with individuals from the past, present, and future all coming into one place, she felt that [i]definitely[/i] qualified as a ripple. And from what she understood, that ripple had killed her.

	She must have had more time left, then - from what Lady Luck had said, she wasn't meant to die in Coventry. Her thoughts flickered to her father - had the dice been rolled for him as well? Or was he meant to have been murdered by Mephistopheles? Had it been fate? Her eyebrows furrowed slightly at the mention of Dido - she recognized the name. Marlowe had written a play about Dido - the Queen of Carthage. Funnily enough, another Marlowe play had been hinted at before she died - Dr. Faustus. The demon that murdered her father shared the name with the demon Dr. Faustus sold his soul to in the play. 

	And yet, just as Eve mentioned that she would never tell them why they had been brought, Andromeda was filled with curiosity. She had been too busy with her thoughts on the others she had left behind that she had not questioned why she, over anyone else in the world, had been chosen for this. Was it her appreciation for the strange and unusual? Was it a second chance to achieve something with her life? Or had it been, just like the roll of the dice, randomly decided? 

	Andromeda nodded at Lady Lucas' warning that they could never return. She had seen the damage that could happen when time was distorted first hand. As ironic as it would have been, she did not want to be the reason to cause another to share her fate. All she could do was hope that wherever they were, her friends and allies were still alive - that they had managed to not just avenge her father, but survive as well. 

	She perked up slightly at the mention of abilities, finding herself in familiar territory. While she herself never had any deviances, she had read about them. In her world, sometimes people were born with strange gifts abilities - often small, yet sometimes powerful. Were these deviances that they were going to manifest? Or was it something more? She looked keenly over towards the Hat as Lady Luck prompted him to give a demonstration.