[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire Manor
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

James was getting tired of having his memories fucked with. It had only happened twice but when you were talking about turn someone's brain inside out and pressure washing it for fun, twice was twice too many. The memories had pulsed back with with every attempt Miranda made, strange scrambled bits appearing like a jigsaw puzzle until finally they were all snapped back into place. James reached out and squeezed Miranda's hand in thanks as he took a moment to sort out all the whirling thoughts in his head. 

[Color=mediumspringgreen]"I am so tired of this shit."[/color] James sighed as he pushed himself to his feet. He brushed a hand down Casper's back, guilt written plainly on his face. [Color=mediumspringgreen] "Sorry for choking you out, babes. Max, do you need a top off or did you manage to get yourself functional?"[/color] James asked but then he remembered they hadn't all been fucked with in vain.

[Color=mediumspringgreen] "Before Serafina fucked us over,"[/color] he gestured towards the various pieces of the telepath. [Color=mediumspringgreen] "Casper and Ben discovered that these people are from a place called the Vault and that they believe they're the next step in the world's advancement. Anyone know what The Vault is?"[/color]


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Reactive Adaptation if attacked![/hider]