[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9C00FF]Jack Gold[/color][/h1][img]https://em.wattpad.com/c710e06e7be2e8cf804fcdda9a91738fe8b12f5e/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6f7977564951515332716e3173773d3d2d3530353932363935302e313531646638653466643632636237313738343735313530363832382e676966?s=fit&w=720&h=720[/img][hr][color=9C00FF]Location:[/color]  the Road -> Outside Annabelle's House
[color=9C00FF]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	[color=9C00FF]"Well of course... How often do you say you get to go after Disney cosplayer murderer? Definitely makes things move a bit more quickly,"[/color] he said with a bit of a smirk. It definitely wasn't something you saw, or heard of, every day. [color=9C00FF]"As for the letters... I have no idea what it means... I mean, not like I haven't tried to find out things about my parents over the years, kind of a given there... Being a detective, figured I might be able to find something about them... But I always came up with nothing..."[/color] It wasn't something he tended to mention to people, that he had tried to find his parents more then once. He figured they probably were dead or something at this point.

	With those last words, he fell silent as they drove along to where the attempted kidnapping call had come from. [color=9C00FF]"Wonder what exactly happened with this kidnapping attempt... I mean, guess we'll find out soon enough right?"[/color] he commented as they pulled up to Annabelle's house. Glancing at the building, he stepped out of the car, walking over to the front door, and glancing over at Isabella, before he turned back towards the door and knocked on it.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A36AC7]Rosalia Rider[/color][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/l3vRofYKCYCY16cgg/source.gif[/img][hr][color=A36AC7]Location:[/color] the Streets
[color=A36AC7]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Rosalia just more or less listened somewhat to what Merlin was saying, but she was still skeptical that fairy tales were real or something. Especially since it would mean that technically she was a princess of some kind, and if that was the case she couldn't help but question everything about her life. Namely, how she got to be where she was now, how she had ended up in the streets, moving from place to place in and out of foster homes, no one had actually cared about her. If she really was related to fairy tale characters and royalty who actually cared about her, then why had she never felt that way.

	She glanced back at the puppy again, and held her hand out to see if he would calm down slightly, but he just backed away and growled slightly. Thinking for a moment, she glanced around and found the treats that Merlin had used before, and more or less used them to bribe the puppy to come closer to her. When the puppy was close enough, she managed to pick the little guy up, setting him in her lap and she started petting him, scratching the little dog behind the ears and giving him a few more treats. [color=A36AC7]"You've said that they cared about me, but I find that hard to believe. I seriously doubt that anything happening there would be so bad that they'd leave me alone... This little guy,"[/color] she said, motioning to the puppy, [color=A36AC7]"And I are a lot alike... Neither one of us had anyone, left to more or less fend for ourselves... Never felt like anyone cared... No one has ever cared about me, and I seriously doubt anyone ever did."[/color]