[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=0072bc]Evelina Lucas[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/272ca80e4d2c6207c1f3ef58aa04c9e4/tumblr_ojiv9l5yvb1r5upv7o1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp - Main House (Sitting Room -> Front Porch -> Gallery) -> Heading Towards The Oak Tree
[b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b] Administration, Diplomacy, Memory Training, History[/center][hr]
	It was not surprising to The Dice that the reactions were wide and varied. It wasn't every day that you were able to witness someone change their entire identity as Gilbert just had. Even the Emendators were not privilege to it often. Most skills were rarely used and when they were used, they were done with great caution. The only abilities that seemed to be of constant use was The Dice and The Cards. Those were ones that neither Evelina or Nancy could turn off. Evelina had tried at one point. Tried to resist the tickle in the back of her mind. Refusing to roll the dice knowing what could happen when she did. Yet every minute that had passed it became worse. Every second that ticked by it got worse. Pain began to set in. The woman had tried everything she could to take her mind off of it but it was of no use. 

	It had only been a total of three hours before she was ready to claw her brain out of her skull and gave in. The memory alone brought a twitch to her left eye. She would never deny the call again. One couldn't avoid the inevitable. They could only delay it a short time and in the end, a few moments meant nothing in the grand scheme of existence. [color=0072bc]"Yes, would not do well to do such abilities too often but we will get into that when we reconvene. And your questions will be answered then,"[/color] Evelina said as she glanced around. 

	Turning she locked eyes with Gilbert for a moment. [color=0072bc]"Βεβαιωθείτε ότι δεν πάτε να εξηγήσετε τίποτα, δεν θέλω να επαναλαμβάνω τον εαυτό μου μόλις τελειώσετε μαζί τους. Ακριβώς η συνήθης περιοδεία θα είναι αρκετή και οι ερωτήσεις για τους λόγους. Δεξιότητες, σκοπός, και ούτω καθεξής θα μείνουν στον εαυτό μου σήμερα."[/color] The woman did know how to harp on a point. This wasn't the first time they had welcomed new comers to their family but every time they did Evelina went over everything, even with the Emendators, as if it was the first time they had ever done this. It was just how she was. A bit anal but she did keep things running so that others didn't have to, yet any of the Emendators were more than able to do the job she took it on herself and didn't split up the duties. Everyone had a job, everything had a place. Organization was key to the calmness on the grounds. 

	Looking over at Faith, Evelina picked up her pipe and stepped over to the woman. [color=0072bc]"To quote the team of Jagger and Richards.... [i]'You can't always get what you want'[/i]. You will be able to ask your questions when the time is right and you will get the answers that are provided on the terms that are already decided. Once that is complete you will be given a choice. Remain or leave."[/color] Turning on heels she began to step out of the door she had originally entered at the front of the house. Yet she stopped and turned sharply around before continuing. [color=0072bc]"And by leave I do mean that your second life ends and you go to meet whatever god you believe in,"[/color] she added. As blunt as her words were, her voice wasn't cruel as she spoke. In fact it was oddly calm and as even as when she was speaking earlier. She had just wanted to make things perfectly clear; that she was not about to deviate from her schedule just because some younglings hadn't learned patience. 

	Pulling out her watch she checked the time. [color=0072bc]"I will meet you all in the Kitchen house in twenty minutes. Gilbert, do make this front of the ground tour a quick one,"[/color] she said as she stepped over to Gilbert and looked out over the front of the grounds. Giving him a slight nod she stepped off the porch and made her way towards the gallery. Once there she turned left, went down it and passed both Alicia and Barts room before exiting the back of the house and heading towards the Oak Tree, the Kitchen House lay just on the other side.

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Do make sure not go to explaining anything, I do not want to be repeating myself once you are done with them. Just the usual tour will suffice and questions on the grounds. Skills, purpose, and so forth will be left to myself today. 
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[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=ed145b]Alicia Gonzalez[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/063951580279bd2c1a8807e6c445ed07/tumblr_mmx5uzoZZz1qd1s6no1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ed145b]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp - Pedestrian Corridor
[b][color=ed145b]Skills:[/color][/b] Soft Martial Arts[/center][hr]
	It wasn't that Alicia didn't enjoy her time at Ville au Camp. The grounds were beautiful and this time of year the weather was great. The Emendators had chosen the day well. It wasn't hot, it wasn't too cold. It was one of those rare southern days that didn't have tornadoes or 99% humidity hanging in the air and making you wish you were in a sauna because it would have been easier to breath in. No, it was the end of October. The colors were changing on the trees, the wind was blowing just enough to put the faintest chill in the air. The only clouds in the sky were just enough to keep the sun from being blinding. It was probably the best day of the year. And Alicia thought it sucked. 

	Granted it could have been worse but she had been born in San Antonio in the middle of July. Spent her summers in Mexico with family. She was used to 110% humidity (Yes, it is possible) and 115F weather. She was used to dry oven heat and heat where it felt like you were boiling. So this wasn't exactly her idea of a good time. It was pleasant but what she would have given to have an ice cold cerveza to chill her insides as her skin was slick with sweat after running for an hour and putting her cousin to shame on the futbol field. (Or her cousin kicking her ass, either way worked.)

	Yet there was nothing to be done about it, that is except to fill ones time. Grinning to herself she went through her practiced motions of some of the forms that Gilbert had shown her. While she had her two reborn skills, she was learning others. This was what Gilbert had found fit her best. It was a surprise to her but she went with it. The man could probably come up with twenty five ways to kill her with his thumb. Yet that didn't frighten her. Again, that was Evelinas job it seemed. That woman was just... There wasn't a word for it. 

	Taking a breath as she finished one of the forms she looked around. It seemed the coast was clear. Minus a few peacocks roaming the area. A grin formed on her lips as she skipped towards the Mill. Hopefully she would have just enough time to finish up what she needed to do and then get a good seat for the show. As she walked she pulled her hair back and put it up in a pony tail, revealing the detailed sugarskull tattoo at the base of her skull. She had wanted to get more but when in the time loop it made it pointless. Maybe on her next mission? Could be a side trip. Maybe.