[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A36AC7]Rosalia Rider[/color][/h1]
[img]https://media1.tenor.com/images/02e265146a97153ef59d7dc3b4195bfd/tenor.gif?itemid=12863078[/img][hr][color=A36AC7]Location:[/color] The Moors
[color=A36AC7]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	She wasn't entirely sure what exactly she was expecting, but to be told that the woman in the room was actually her mother Rapunzel was [i]not[/i] what she had imagined happening. At least not at the moment, she hadn't really braced her brain for this sort of thing, at least not yet. Since Rosalia had a million different things going through her head, and one of the major things she wanted to really do was race out of there and not face her problems. Thing was, she wasn't too sure if she'd be able to get very far or something before someone stopped her, since she didn't know where the hell she'd be going off to.

	When Rapunzel spoke to her, Rosalia crossed her arms, just more or less staring at her, as she listened to the words coming from her mouth. The words sounded sincere and all, but... Well her brain was going through other things, and just more or less racing along. Nothing really was wanting to come out of her mouth in response to her offer to answer questions. What sort of questions did she really have for this? The only comment that popped into her mind resulted in her saying, [color=A36AC7]"Kind of expected your hair to be longer,"[/color] she said rather bluntly.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9C00FF]Jack Gold[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/7b4d367c0bee14425cb99cecaa543d25/tumblr_ph07nh66w01xjjth8o1_500.gif[/img]
[hr][color=9C00FF]Location:[/color] Atlantica
[color=9C00FF]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Of course they were going to be kind of shady and immediately ask for collateral in some way shape or form. Then again, they were kind of lying through their teeth that they'd get paid once they reached their destination, since they didn't know if that was even going to happen. He stood back a little ways, watching as everyone in the group started handing over some sort of object that could work. He didn't typically carry much that would likely be considered as valuable, at least from their world anyway. 

	Meg of course decided to hand over the slightly morbid object being the skull that she carried around. Jack had to fight back the urge to laugh with that, kind of waiting to see how they would react. He was used to Meg's fascination with death and the like, so he was also used to her kind of morbid sense of humor at times. It was amusing, but Jack felt around in his pockets, to see what he had with him, and similar to Sierra, he really found his own pocket knife. [color=9C00FF]"Welp, I've got the same thing as her, hope that works out,"[/color] he said with a shrug, holding it up. Hopefully it would work out, since there were two of them and if things fell through and they ended up keeping the stuff they wouldn't end up fighting over their objects and if they both wanted a pocket knife could then each have one.