[center][color=Magenta][h2]Alicia Harnick[/h2]
Level: 3
Day/Time: Day Two
Location: Butter Building, Kirby's Dream Land
Interacting: Banjo-Kazooie[@Etherean Fire]
Mention: Frisk Dreemur[@Guardian Angel Haruki], Cloud Strife[@Holy Soldier], Wario[@Holy Soldier], Waluigi[@Holy Soldier]
Word Count: 316[/color][/center]

Alicia didn't speak any as they pushed through oppressive darkness, her rifle up and her grip white knuckled around the AR's grip. Memories of the fight against Oryx in his Throne World tearing through her mind. Fortunately this wasn't the Ascendant Plane, nor was their opponent a Hive God bent on avenging the death of his son, simply a penguin with a thirst for power that rivaled many of the lunatics that she'd met in her career. She did, however, keep an eye on their flip-flopping help when she could, waiting for him to try and slip the net when he thought they weren't looking.

The trip to face off with the Penguin, however, was uneventful until they were somewhere near the bottom when the greedy fatman tried to get them to go first. Frisk, however, saw what he was trying to do and ordered herself and the bird and bear duo to come in last, forcing Wario to go in ahead of them but behind their leader. What awaited the group inside, however, was not what Alicia had been expecting. While it was clear that the powerful and dark aura they had been moving through was coming from the penguin, whether or not he was in any condition to try and fight the group was another matter. His breath was clearly laborious and if it weren't for the purloined winged greaves, he probably wouldn't have been able to move. Leaning over to Banjo and Kazooie, the Titan whispered, [color=Magenta]"Think fatso's gas did that or the virus?"[/color]

She had a hard time, clearly, thinking that the virus had done that much damage in so little time. Perhaps James could have been mistaken about what it did to Odin in that other realm. [color=Gray][i]"Or perhaps the virus affects each host differently than the last?"[/i][/color] The Striker frowned thoughtfully, but didn't speak, waiting to see how things unfolded.

[hr]

[center][color=SteelBlue][h2]James Varrock[/h2]
Level: 5
Day/Time: Day Three-Early Morning
Location: Platform City-Tetris Castle
Interacting: Guile and Rosalina[@Holy Soldier], Fox[@Etherean Fire], Sparx[@Holy Soldier], Shantae[@Guardian Angel Haruki], Bently[@ONL], Cuphead[@Majoras End], Taric[@DracoLunaris]
Mention: [/color][/center]

James frowned as Rosalina relayed the locations of the other Council members and what they were doing, or in Artanis' case, lack of knowing what they were doing, let alone where they were. [color=LightCoral][i]"James, the missing Council member needs to be informed of what's happened here."[/i][/color] The Hunter didn't respond right away, instead looking towards the others. Spyro needed help, Artanis needed informing and the Vanguard needed an update. All in all, it was a mess as messy as it can get and he knew that a solution was needed, so he did the most logical thing he could think of.

[color=SteelBlue]"Artanis needs informed of what's happened here and, well, I need to make a trip to the Tower and reaccess my loadout, since I don't think lacking a heavy weapon like I am is doing me any favors. Do you know where he went?"[/color] He knew that heading off alone was probably incredibly foolish, not to mention dangerous, but that was a Hunter's bread and butter at the end of the day. Putting his helmet back on, he pulls the Imago Loop free of it's holster and checks the cylinder before flicking it shut. [color=SteelBlue]"Need to keep every one informed and all that jazz."[/color]