[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a0522d]Gilbert Summers[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/de19d86a-11f6-49d5-87fd-a095e7da61e7.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=sienna]Location:[/color][/b] Babylon Fortress (Cairo, Egypt: October 6th, 1924) 
[b][color=a0522d]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]

	[color=a0522d]"Do not give it another thought, Bartholomew,"[/color] responded Gilbert in an even voice. He was busy looking for something that would probably only be immediately apparent to him, based upon antiquity of the technology. If it [i]wasn't[/i] immediate, which it was very well threatening to be, he would go for whatever assistance could be provided, inexperience notwithstanding. He continued with Bart, confiding, [color=a0522d]"I am also worried about the haze. Not what it means directly, though I fear that will become a bigger issue soon enough. But as you mentioned, the effect on the people of Cairo. Some of the most horrifying things humanity can do to each other wait for moments of mass panic. This worries me greatly."[/color] 

	Gilbert nodded back to Sophia. Her suggestion was not the best method of handling the problem, granted. If that was all they had, it was better than nothing. Nothing was what they had now. It fell somewhere near the realm of "any port in a storm". He addressed Sophia, not wanting to be rude, [color=a0522d]"Thank you. I hope it will not be necessary, but thank you."[/color] He did regret not having the time to take care of a more suitable replacement for her hand. He had all of the materials he needed to do just that back at the Plantation, but time was ever a fickle master. 

	Returning to the entrance to the tunnels, Gil took a cursory look around. There had to be a way to fix this little dilemma so they could see properly down there. He knew of a way that went back to the beginning of the Fortress, if only luck was with them all this time. He glanced over to Andromeda, who had a look of readiness on her face for whatever might appear. Good on her. Perhaps he'd feel more confident about things after they were all better equipped. It was still good to see a grim, ready visage in one of their Paradoxes. Now, to try to find that light. 

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Character's current location: [i]Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt[/i]
Character's attempted actions: [i]Figuring Stuff Out[/i]
Skills Used: [i]History, Observation[/i]
Why each skill is being called: [i]To light the tunnels, if a skill roll is applicable. Has a functioning cigarette lighter.[/i]
Desired location of the character: [i]N/A[/i]
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[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cd5c5c]James Grady[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/b0c1bca3-09d6-44bd-9e30-4651777b3ef6.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=indianred]Location:[/color][/b] Babylon Fortress (Cairo, Egypt: October 6th, 1924) 
[b][color=cd5c5c]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]

	[color=cd5c5c]"I 'preciate that, Mr. Watch, sir,"[/color] James responded to the bid of [i]good work[/i] from Giosue. He gave a quick look over to Peter, noting that he had been somewhat quiet since returning to the Babylon Fortress. Maybe the seriousness of their task was hitting him. Maybe coming back to the place where he died, [i]again[/i], was getting to him. As James understood it, Paradoxes were tough. Had powers and everything. But they still had the same foibles as every other walking, breathing, living human from a psychological standpoint. Lord knew that James had been dealing with his own issues since Day One, and that was compounded by the loss of his friend from life. Or a version of her. He couldn't even imagine what Peter was going through, or whether he could put it to the side for the sake of the mission. For all he knew, Paradoxes eventually got a stronger psyche in addition to their physical and supernatural enhancements that made resolving these things with intact mental health possible. 

	The discussion about finding an alternative light source seemed like an okay idea, but they really did have to move. James and Peter had seen what was happening out there firsthand, and this was a thing that could only get worse if it wasn't taken care of, and fast. Cairo might even burn before the day was over. He'd never been here before, but James didn't want that. People would get hurt or killed for no reason whatsoever aside from fear. He restricted his search for possible light sources to what he could glimpse on his way to this secret tunnel that Gil said he uncovered. The thought of traveling underground didn't fully appeal to him, really. The thought of traveling above ground [i]now[/i] appealed to him less. 

	When he go to the entrance, James looked to Andromeda, saying, [color=cd5c5c]"Hey there, I'm real sorry I couldn't find nothin' good to keep the sun offa ya. Offer on my hat's still there, Miss Andy, for when we get back under a sky. Lemme know if'n you need, huh?"[/color] 

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Character's current location: [i]Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt[/i]
Character's attempted actions: [i]Finding stuff en route[/i]
Skills Used: [i]Observation[/i]
Why each skill is being called: [i]Looking for anything along the way to the tunnel entrance than can be used as a light source; torch, lantern from previous work, whatever[/i]
Desired location of the character: [i]N/A[/i]
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