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[/color][hr][b][color=998849]New York, New York, USA: November 5th, 1943[/color][/b][hr][hr][/center]
	Siduri walked over towards Parliament and held out her hand to him, leaning down to lace her fingers with his. His body seemed unable to move from where it was. Though the man was unable to move his body, it didn't keep him from moving things. A chair pulled out from under the table and turned slightly. "I have both good and bad of you Miss Masters, but that is all of us isn't it?" he asked as the chair slid out for Faith. "Please have a seat," he offered. At least he had manners. 

	"Well as fun as this is, I got shit to do," Dread said before his body dissolved into a darkness and was gone, leaving behind only the faintest hint of sulfur in the air. The door shut as Siduri looked towards Parliament. One couldn't hear anything but from the changing expression on the womans face, they seemed to be having a conversation. 

	"I feared it was happening. So she's the one?" Parliament asked finally out loud and Siduri nodded. "I see." Siduri let go of the mans hand and stepped back. "I am sure you have many questions but I am afraid there is little time. You are here to find Evelina." It seemed perhaps the two had been talking, since Parliament seemed to know why Faith was there. "I am told you have the ability to shift from sight. A common enough Edge in this world but feeling you in the room, I sense it is different." The organs seemed to take a breath before he continued. "She's lost, you may be able to get to her but I cannot guarantee you could return. Are you willing to take that chance child?" he asked. Siduri just stood there, she was sure that Faith would say yes but she wouldn't speak for the woman. 
	
[center][hr][b][color=998849]Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt: October 6th, 1924[/color][/b][hr][/center]
	[color=998849]Special Note: That Haze will remain until further notice, so make sure to keep to it. ^_^[/color]
	
	Mounts James? Well Andromeda has no problem mounting Mount James. And she is keeping her shit together. Which is a good thing, because well, riding a hog, one that isn't on wheels isn't exactly a common thing. It has to be one hell of a sight and in fact Peter thinks it is as his head tilts to the side and he watches the whole thing unfold. [color=82ca9d]"Not something one sees everyday,"[/color] he mused as he stood there. Though he had to smile, he could see his uncle doing something like this. Riding head long into battle screaming Tally Ho! with a Corporal running behind him screaming Lord Major! Now, that would be quite the sight to see, indeed it would. Rising up, Peter levitated and kept moving with the group now that there was plenty of light on the situation. Chuckling a bit at Sophia's comment. 

	James, while mounted, okay, this going to be a running joke. James is able to keep his wits about him and not go hog wild right now. Enough infact he will be the first to smell that something is off. Something smells, like a bad fart, no, wait, sulfur. Something is burning low to the ground like sulfur and it is growing stronger in the direction that they are moving. And when they arrive it is beyond strong. 

	Standing there, below the entrance, there are faint voices. [color=#9370DB]"I am [i]not[/i] some common addict."[/color] The first voice is very familiar. It's Nancy. O.o Then another voice is heard. [color=00ccff]"Belladonna?"[/color] calls out someone, unknown to the group. [color=f7976a]"Zerzura?"[/color] 

	The third voice grabs Peters attention. [color=82ca9d]"Vera?!?"[/color] he calls out as he looks around and then looks up as the ceiling seems to start fading away and the sky is starting to show through the haze. It was followed by other voices. 

	[color=ff4500]"Stone!"[/color] 

	[color=b8860b]"Yeah, on it, Boss."[/color] 

	[color=D5FF00]"I don't know!"[/color]

	[color=ed145b]"Mother fucking! SHRODY!"[/color]

	Peters head whipped to the other direction as his feet planted on the ground. [color=82ca9d]"Alicia!"[/color]