[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9370DB]Nancy Parker[/color] & [color=9999ff]Andromeda Aldrich[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s14.postimg.cc/va61crp9t/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=#9999ff]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp - Main Building, Dining Room
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] None[/center][hr]	During the process leading up to the burial and the small funeral itself, Nancy had remained by George's side. She knew that her friend was hurting and she figured it was the best way that she could show him support. Maybe in a day or so, she'd insist that he assist her with trying to ride her bicycle on the roof of the main house and do a few tricks up there. Her mind had become distracted with various ways to cheer him up, and when it was decided at dinner that Alicia would return with him to Cairo, she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. In her opinion, it had been far too long since she had gotten a chance to stretch her legs and leave the loop. She was starting to feel a bit caged in. 

	Andromeda had remained a quiet shadow to Lady Luck, helping her as needed and listening attentively to the story of Peter's life, happiness, and woes. As a lover of history, it was fascinating. But as someone who had just dealt with great loss, Andromeda couldn't help but understand how raw and painful these wounds would be. Her father had died over a month ago, from her perspective, and she still mourned him. 

	By dinner time, Nancy had changed out of the prison garb and into her normal clothing. She was nibbling on a caramel chew, having a sweet tooth and not really caring if she spoiled her appetite for the evening meal. Nancy couldn't help but smirk a bit at the thought of all of the locals coming. They always really did make her 'birthday' enjoyable. She couldn't help but wonder what tale she'd tell them this time. Or perhaps she and Giouse could come up with some way to frighten a few of them. Her mischievous smile as she pushed around her food with a fork made it all too clear why she had been called Loki. Nancy wasn't even quite certain if she had stolen Loki's identity or if the belief in Loki had been based off of her all along. It was a bit of a murky line.

	Nancy continued to play with her food a bit, letting Giouse and Gilbert tell the Paradoxes everything they'd need to know. On the topic of punctuality, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. She was a gifted actress herself which helped with blending in, but it was a nightmare trying to get Nancy to stick to anything that even vaguely resembled a schedule. Andromeda was listening carefully, a bit excited at the prospect of learning more about how to blend in with different eras. And when it came to telling stories to visitors, she doubted she'd have any trouble. It was what she had done in her life, working as a museum curator - she told stories to visitors about the strange things she had found in her travels. 

	[color=#9370DB]"Oh, that's fun,"[/color] Nancy observed, glancing up as Alexandra teleported. [color=#9370DB]"And if any of you get bored listening to rules and stuff all day...Well, just let me know. There is such a thing as being too prepared - it's better to just sort of work things out in the moment,"[/color] she said with a shrug.