[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8dc73f]Bruce Banner[/color][/i][/b][/h1] [img]https://i.gifer.com/VZIc.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=8dc73f][b]Location:[/b][/color] Observatory[/center][hr] [color=8dc73f]"Yeah, well growing up I watched a lot of stuff where something like that was the joke or whatever... You are too young to even have the slightest clue what it is I'm talking about. Oh, by the way, if you want to come by and see your sisters or whatever, feel free to. Hell, you could even stay with us if you want to, working on getting an actual house at the moment, could see about having one with a room that you could mess with your machines in. Oh, and Constance, let me just say that asking Tate to take me on is not a bright idea. Just saying. Anyway... Now on to the matter in which I decided to actually come here..."[/color] he said, before turning to face Fleur. [color=8dc73f]"I'm not all too fond of witches, though I did grow up with Magyk, as my sister and mother both use it... Anyway, I need you to let my daughters, Marya and Medea, out of your coven, oh wait... This isn't really much of a coven, and you are right, I was a bit rude, but I'm mad. Angry even since I turned my back for two seconds and my adopted daughters decided to go join a cult! Now, if you don't want to see what'll happen if I actually get even more pissed off than I am right now, then you'll let them out. Got it?"[/color] [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8882be]Queen Valda[/color][/i][/b][/h1] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/UtGQdy5ewTKPC/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=8882be][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Palace[/center][hr] Valda nodded, listening to Emperor Taj as he spoke. It wasn't the nicest bit of information, the fact that the weapon used to kill her mother was still out there somewhere, but she supposed that it couldn't be helped. No matter what they did, something was going to slip through the cracks, and this time around, it was the object. She wished she knew what it was, it would have made things a whole lot easier if she did know. Then she'd at least be able to prepare for it, in case it was used again. Hearing his second point, she sat rigged, hearing those words. Was she really prepared to seek out her mother's ghost? The thought had occurred to her numerous times, after all, her mother's ghost was likely still in her room. It made her wonder, what would she say to her? And what if she chose not to show herself? That last thought was what worried her most, what if her mother didn't want to talk to her. It couldn't be helped, and she took a deep breath before answering him, [color=8882be]"...Perhaps you are right... Maybe it is time I spoke to her..."[/color] she said, nodding. [hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=FF6093]Sylvi the Bard[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvrh3yabxm1r3rjxq.gif[/img][hr][color=FF6093][b]Location:[/b][/color] Wizard's Tower [/center][hr] There were so many new ghosts around, the ones who had all died during the riots. It saddened her slightly, seeing just how many there were, and with a lot of them being from the Young Army, they were hardly more than children. She couldn't help but look around them all as she went up to Wizard's Tower, wondering why people would do something like this, riot without any real proof of anything. It was very different from her own home, that much was certain, though she did appreciate the snowfall. She smiled slightly, but said nothing as she reached the tower. The thing she hadn't expected was someone to walk up behind her and start talking. She jumped slightly in surprise, wondering if for a moment it was one of the many ghosts she had seen during the day, but when she looked at Cuyler, it was obvious that he was still living. [color=FF6093]"...I did not see you there... You kind of startled me... Anyway, I do actually know the password to get in, I'm a bard... What business brings you to Wizard's Tower might I ask?"[/color] she said, looking at him. He didn't look to be a Wizard or anything, it made her a bit curious.