[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=firebrick]Vladimir Alexandrov[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/3068ada6-2525-4e47-b1a8-14d98dfb6177.jpg[/img][h3][color=firebrick][b][i]"[u]The Great Bazhooli[/u]"[/i][/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][color=firebrick][b]Location:[/b][/color] Russian Imperial Circus (Regent's Park), Outside of Veta's Tent
[color=firebrick][b]Skills:[/b][/color] [i]Fal'shbort[/i] (Passive), [i]Tretiy Glaz[/i] (Passive), English [/center][hr]

	[color=firebrick]"Mmm..."[/color] began Vladimir, his eyes bright with the rush of possibility flooding his brain. He looked to Constantin, shaking his finger in a manner that screamed he was a step or two away from a bonafide "[i]AHA[/i] moment". He then loosed his intentions into the air around him, without really giving explanation. [color=firebrick]"Talink boy, Constantin Firevalker. Talink boy. Ve must avay!"[/color] Such was the nature of Master Vladimir Dmitrievich Alexandrov, first heir of Baron Alexandrov and the reigning [i]Great Bazhooli[/i]. His brain firing a mile a minute, fast enough not to notice when his feet swiftly carry him off before his mouth explained his actions. All anyone farther away from Constantin could see was a look overtake him before he rushed away in the direction of the stables, asking the occasional question to passersby or guards. 

	Despite the seeming chaos of the Circus breaking camp, it was quite organized enough for people to give directions, or at least point in the general direction of the Outsider and his assigned overseers. So it was no surprise when Vladimir found himself standing face to face with Thalken, giving a generally positive, optimistic expression. [color=firebrick]"Mr. Talink! I am trusting you are doing vell? Treated nice, vith respect, da?"[/color] He nodded his head expectantly, as if telegraphing the appropriate response to his question. Answer or no, he continued, [color=firebrick]"Am having problem vith little custom of London people. Friend Igorevich says you are not knowing, but I am thinking maybe you are knowing. From here, da?"[/color] He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly to the side and placing his hands behind his back in a way that implied scholarly thought. [color=firebrick]"If could answer, vhy vould man and woman, engaged in public eye; vhy vould they run to Land of Scots and not marry at hometown? Vhat is reason?"[/color] 



[hr][hr][center][h1][color=c0c0c0][i][b]Sister Mary Ignatia Hale[/b][/i][/color][/h1][/center]
[center][img]http://image.phimmoi.net/profile/356/medium.jpg[/img]
[sub][color=c0c0c0]"Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit." -Isaiah 17:9[/color][/sub]
[hr][color=c0c0c0][b]Location:[/b][/color] Nottingham
[color=c0c0c0][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

	In the room, Mary regarded Virginia's and Veta's inquiry from just earlier. They needed rest; honest, solid rest, but their questions were highly valid. The problem was, she could not accurately give an answer. [color=c0c0c0]"In honesty, I cannot say. The last time I was near this area, I was very young. Perhaps we might consult a carriage house or coach operator before we depart. They are likely to have accurate maps and know the best routes."[/color] 

	So far as rest was concerned, Mary could sleep on the back of a horse if necessary, so long as the animal knew the way to go. It was a matter of necessity sometimes; as part of her training she was apprenticed to a few different priests and knights. Travel under less-than-ideal circumstances while struggling to meet a timetable meant that one found little ways to get in food and sleep that often tested one's fortitude. So when Mary selected a fairly comfortable lounging chair in which to take her rest for the hour or so they would be in Nottingham, she knew she would be good to move at a moment's notice. She did not know of the Training techniques utilized by the Russians nor the New World, and so thought it best to err on the side of caution. [color=c0c0c0]"Take the bed, as it please you. We have a long way to go yet."[/color]