[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] Acting[/center][hr]	Had anyone else been present, the scene unfolding between Nancy and Giouse would have either been comical or worrying. An apparent young adult was being asked by a [i]far[/i] older man to submit her wrists so that way she could be handcuffed. The connotations were overwhelmingly negative. But they didn't cross Nancy's mind at all as she carefully tucked her cards into the jumpsuit and then stuck out her wrists. It certainly wasn't the strangest situation she had ever been in and she doubted it would be the last. 

	She slouched slightly, putting more weight on her left foot than her right as she adopted the mannerisms of Ashley, ex-Browncoat extraordinaire. [color=#9370DB]"Congratulations, you put cuffs on a gorram woman,"[/color] Nancy - no "Ashley" taunted. She bit back a small smile, the first near slip up she had had so far. But she supposed as much as she disliked them, this is what rehearsals were for. Eve probably wouldn't like the idea of her leaving the loop, but she and Drem had shared a certain wanderlust. She was dying to stretch her legs and get a change of scenery.  

	[color=#9370DB]"Before you send me to the west, make sure Eve and Gil are on board with you taking the Paradoxes out that far,"[/color] Nancy added. Eve could be a bit of a tight ass and she had a feeling that Lady Luck may not be on their side. And as much as she did want to leave the loop and have an adventure, adventures were always better with other people. She then had a sudden craving for a caramel chew. [color=#9370DB]"Caramel me - please. Should be in the pocket of my clothes,"[/color] Nancy requested. Giouse had already folded them up carefully and with the handcuffs on, it seemed easier to just ask him. [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]	They were definitely extreme abilities, then. She had only heard of shapeshifters that were necromantics before - never an individual. Well, she supposed that the Emendators were more than just individuals. From what she could tell, they made Lucifer look like a child at play. From Lady Luck's age, she realized that they likely predated the Judeo-Christian deities as well. A grim thought then occurred to her. Had Lady Luck rolled her dice for each person killed as a result of her brother's actions? Maybe this limbo between life and the afterlife was just a stay of execution before something far worse - crimes that they would have to answer for. She had taken her brother in and hidden him. Was she now being held responsible for what happened at Altsoba?

	It was odd - Eve's presentation of their choice calmed Andromeda. The small knot of paranoia that had began to grow suddenly stopped. This didn't seem to be a place to repent for her brother's crimes. This was just another dimension, a new plane of existence Andromeda reasoned. She let out a breath before glancing down at her hands once more. She couldn't help but still wonder what powers she had been reborn with - powers that maybe she could do some good with. Maybe even if this wasn't a place for atonement, she could learn as much as she could about the bizarre - but also fulfill some other purpose. She wasn't seeking for peace or redemption. It was more complicated than that. She had already made up her mind as to what she would decide - she'd stay. She wasn't going to throw this chance away. 

	She noted how the blonde boy flocked towards the ginger, along with the rather expressive man. While it would have normally bothered her and she likely would have attempted to join in, she felt more inclined to observe and try to take in as much as she could at the moment. Perhaps it was her death weighing on her, causing some symptoms of shock. But whatever the explanation was, she just didn't feel inclined to introduce herself and exchange small talk with the other Paradoxes.