[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] Annabelle's House
[color=9C00FF]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	[color=9C00FF]"You do realize that that comment is not exactly reassuring about anything you know,"[/color] he responded, when he first heard the words about it not being the best thing. Though he liked to think that he tended to keep an open mind about things, and unlike some people, he was always hell bent on getting to learn the truth. To him, it wouldn't even matter all too much if the truth was something that was impossible or something, as long as it was what actually happened. [color=9C00FF]"Alright, shoot, what is it?"[/color]

	Listening to her words, he made a bit of a face when she commented about magic. [color=9C00FF]"You saw someone you remember before the orphanage? Before the adoption and everything?"[/color] he asked her, a bit stunned, considering a lot of his own memories of that time weren't exactly all too clear. When she mentioned his name, as well as fairy tale characters, he had no idea what to think of it all, so he focused in on the words about the guy killing two people, and apparently knowing magic. [color=9C00FF]"You do realize that magic is a bit far fetched right? Though considering the fact that we saw someone on video who looked like a Disney character... It doesn't sound like too much of a stretch..."[/color]

[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 Park -> The Streets
[color=A36AC7]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Rosalia wasn't too keen on sticking around with the group in the park, they also seemed keen on heading to a diner which made absolutely no sense whatsoever in her mind. There wasn't any reason to really go off and get a snack or something at a freaking diner! Ignoring everyone else's words for the most part, she figured that she had said everything that she had needed to to the group, and Merlin went through a [i]freaking[/i] portal of all things (which made her have a bunch of other questions) but she didn't say anything to him.

	Instead, she headed out of the park and away from the weird group who had magically all popped up in one place like a freaking TV show or a movie, with the little puppy in tow. There were a lot of thoughts that were racing through her head about what Merlin had told her, about who her parents were and everything, but her mind wasn't wanting to accept anything relating to that as fact. She had lived by herself for years, and no one really did care about her, that much was the truth. So why should she care about what anyone else said about her or her family?