[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9999ff]Andromeda Aldrich[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rw2405Gw/original.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=9999ff]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp - the Gate
[b][color=9999ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	Andromeda nodded, giving Samson a slight smile as well. She felt an odd twinge in her stomach, realizing that these were essentially carnies about to set up a carnival. She had died at a circus - one that was billed not all too differently from this. As much as she had thought she had moved past her previous life, she still could not help but see connections and similarities. It was worrisome. The last time she had had trouble…the Destruere showed up. What was to prevent that from happening now?

	[color=9999ff]“It’s nice to meet you as well, sir.”[/color] With James coming over and then his hushed words, Andromeda felt a pang of guilt for a moment. Had the Destruere taken Alicia? Was her ties to her previous timeline continuing to interfere and cause trouble? No, it couldn’t be that….or could it be? She hardly knew how the world worked. She wasn’t even a proper toddler yet, age wise. She still didn’t know what she wanted to do, as the vehicles passed by. 

	[color=9999ff]“…I might catch up with you,”[/color] she finally said, trying to take a deep breath and not freak out, yet she couldn’t help but feel her thoughts drawn to the final hours of her life - of trying to track down that demon and set a trap for it at the circus, only for time itself to shatter and her life force to be used as a pathetic excuse for a battery…