[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/permalink/170609/6993f16961e0f0769efda621e785818a.png[/img][hr][@Morose] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore] [@Sigil] [@Natsu] [@Dragoknighte] [@Mnkee][hr][b][color=998849]October 31st, 1943
Ville au Camp [/color][/b][hr][hr][/center]
	Evelina glanced back into the dining room and her expression was one of no worry. [color=0072bc]"Just the latest of abilities presenting themselves, it is nothing to be concerned over,"[/color] she said in an even tone. To her it wasn't. Abilities manifested when they chose to and while they could be troublesome and cause emotions to run high, once focused one could control them with ease. Each person that was here was born for each of these abilities when they were brought back. A gift as it were from the cosmos. If that were really true, Evelina had no idea, yet she accepted it nonetheless. It was as good an explanation as any for why they would suddenly be able to do something they couldn't before. Perhaps it was a trade off. All the skills they once possessed were now gone. What did a mind do when it was left with sudden free space? As with any computer, it found a new use for the space. Apparently these new abilities were what replaced it. Perhaps it was the way the mind coped with the sudden loss. It was better than a mind collapsing in on itself. 

	[color=0072bc]"Yes, I am sure you have many tales to tell, I can think of at least one the children might find humerus,"[/color] Evelina said before looking back over at Faith. The pun she let slip was completely intended, Sophia had learned a strong lesson that day. Never kiss a corpse. (The underlying lesson she hoped was to pay more attention to her surroundings.) [color=0072bc]"Always keep your cover as close to the truth as possible, it does make it easier to recall. Here I would not worry Telling them you are from the future where the dead roam freely is truth and one they shan't believe. Like so many before them being told the world was round, truth is hard to swallow when it goes against everything you believe. That is why it is better to have an idea than a belief."[/color]

	The Dice could only smile slightly in Nancy's direction. It was true, knowing too much could hinder a person from time to time. You could over think things instead of going with your gut yet if she had to chose Evelina would always chose to be over prepared than under. She hated chance, such irony as it was. She preferred facts, things that were set in stone, deduction, reasoning. Why she had been given the dice was beyond her. It was something she had thought about many centuries before but did not bother dwelling on it now. Some answers were never to come to certain questions. Life did not mean a right to knowledge. 

	[color=0072bc]"Yes, Schrödinger is a bit of a mystery is he not?"[/color] Evelina commented in passing with a slight grin on her features as she gave a sideways glance towards Gilbert. [color=0072bc]"At least he isn't as troublesome as Mr. Clops."[/color] She left it at that and turned her attention back towards Alexandria. 

	[color=0072bc]"Only because of experience. That is something you will gain during your time here. This is just the first of two abilities that will present themselves. Everyone has two. The first seems to be the quickest to come along and the most traumatic but that is to be expected. The second could takes weeks, months, even years to present. All we do know is that it will in time. What is will be, we do not know. Yet when it comes you will be better able to handle it than this one at first, and simply because you will have experience. You have a life time now to learn, many of them,"[/color] she said in a cool voice before glancing out the window. It was growing dark. 

	[color=0072bc]"Please do pair up with which ever one of us you all feel most comfortable with and we shall begin. Can someone locate Alicia, it is time for her to greet the people at the edge of the grounds."[/color]

[hr][center][b][color=998849]October 4th, 1924 - 10:15 p.m.
Cairo, Egypt[/color][/b][/center][hr][hr]
	[color=ed145b]"Yeah, yeah, I'll get back shortly,"[/color] Alicia said as she knelt down and peered down the alleyway. It was full of local law enforcement. This wasn't boding well for her to get in to investigate and the last thing George needed to do was push his way in. His face was far to memorable. 

	[color=ed145b]"Have you cover story yet?"[/color] she asked as she ducked back down in the shadows and looked over towards George. He didn't say anything but simply nodded his head. When she asked if would care to share he shook his head no. That was how it was a lot of the time with him. There were very few people he actually spoke with and one of those had just died. 
	
	[color=ed145b]"Why the fuck do you think this happened?"[/color]

	[color=598527]"Punishment,"[/color] he said simply. Alicia quirked a brow and wondered just who needed punishing on a level like this. Sure Peter had snuck out and broke the rules but this wasn't a death worthy offense in her eyes. Even if it was, how would the monsters of the night know that? Yet from the look in Georges eye, he wasn't speaking about Peter just then. 

	[color=ed145b]"What the fuck did you do?"[/color] she asked, a light finally dawning on her. 

	[color=598527]"Enough."[/color]