[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 over towards Faith and watched her for a moment. She doubted this was something the woman wanted to do but it was part of this life here and while it may have seemed off considering everything to Evelina this was the most important part of the day. It helped to give a sense of structure to an otherwise woefully random existence. Something a bit less death defying at the end of the day. For her, it made the reasons they did what they did feel more concrete. As long as the day kept resetting, it meant that the world was still turning, that life was still going. It was a needed reminder, especially when things went bad. Like today, losing Peter. She needed this and in time, she was confidant that the newest members of their family would need it as well. 

	One of the little girls looking at Alexandras eyes widened. "What's a bowldress?"

	"She didn't say bowldress you ninny, she said troll press," a boy in a clown mask pipped in. 

	Evelina rose a brow and then glanced towards Alexandra, this was her show now and it seemed it was going to be interesting. 

	Several kids with flower patterned sheets over their heads went over to Faith and made booing sounds. Granted the only thing scary about them was the horrific orange and purple flowers on the sheets. 

	A bright eyed girl with dark brown hair and ebony skin walked over to Andromeda, raising her hand slightly. "I like stories," she said nervously. There were a couple of others heading over to her now but this was the only one that spoke up. Seemed they were dividing up, only the "colored" children were together with Andromeda. The rest of the children of Caucasian decent looked to be split up with Faith and Alexandra. 

	As the trio walked, so did the kids to keep up. Minus one who was hanging on Evelinas coat tails. She just nodded, waved the girls off to tell their tales and give a tour as she remained at the gate. A little brown eyed boy just looked up at her. "They harness the three," he said. Evelina seemed to take a deep breath and simply nod.  

[hr][center][b][color=998849]October 4th, 1924 - 11:35 p.m.
Cairo, Egypt[/color][/b][/center][hr][hr]
	Alicia looked over at George and her mouth went slackjawed. It was rare for the woman to be rendered speechless but there it was. Not a noise leaving her mouth, at least for a moment. Nothing lasted forever, well maybe other than regret. Shaking her head a bit she then found her voice again. [color=ed145b]"You're crazier than I am! Go back? There? Are you serious! I mean it's bad enough Peter going here since we never go back but what you are talking is madness! Like Sparta madness!"[/color]

	George just shrugged a bit and looked down the Alleyway before motioning to Alicia all was clear. She couldn't believe what he was proposing. Evelina would have a shit fit if he up and tried what he was suggesting. It wasn't that she was against the idea but damn. It was insane even by Gonzalez standards and that was saying something. Taking a deep breath she walked down the alleyway before looking over at George again. 

	[color=ed145b]"Go I got this,"[/color] she said, shooing him off. George nodded slightly. he did need to get back and give some sort of explanation. Yet before he could do that he had to do one more thing and it wasn't going to be easy. Taking a deep breath he grunted a bit before heading off. It was time to get things in line so he could at least give some sort of closure to Peters family, closure that he really shouldn't have had to give.