[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A36AC7]Rosalia Rider[/color][/h1]
[img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1d/bc/55/1dbc5536a61cea0a997d1f205052ef06.gif[/img][hr][color=A36AC7]Location:[/color] The Moors
[color=A36AC7]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Yeah, she was not made to be in any sort of direct fight. Honestly, she was probably the least likely to actively try to fight anyone, unless they got right up next to her and she could punch them a time or two. Then typically how that plan worked out was that she'd daze them with a few strikes before taking off running. This all because she typically as she had stated multiple times to several people, she was not much of a fighter, she was a runner and wanted nothing to do with having to fight unless she had absolutely no choice.

	Rosalia ducked behind one of the tables that had been knocked over, and she was desperately trying to think of what she could do in this situation. After all, this was not a situation that she was comfortable with, since she'd only be really useful for up close fighting, not ranged. She had nothing to really use to defend herself aside from her fists, and she didn't even trust herself to [i]try[/i] to find something to throw, since knowing her she'd likely end up stabbing someone she shouldn't.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9C00FF]Jack Gold[/color][/h1][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/082ea26d5bff8ae039a64bc497b4289a/tumblr_pun9n4Jw2n1wgof7io2_400.gifv[/img]
[hr][color=9C00FF]Location:[/color] Atlantica
[color=9C00FF]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Jack knew that they needed medical help or supplies for Sierra, but being the person that he was, he wasn't too sure if they should result to stealing the supplies. He was a cop, cops tend to stop thieves, or at least he did as one, though wouldn't surprise him if even back home there were a few corrupt ones, he wasn't one of them. So stealing or committing any sort of crimes made him a bit uneasy unless it was absolutely necessary, and since he wasn't exactly a doctor, he didn't know how serious Sierra's injury was.

	His attention whirled around as he heard the man walk up and address them, grabbing for his sword or something like that. Meg instantly addressed him as King Arthur, and based on what Excalibur did, he didn't doubt that was who it was. [color=9C00FF]"...Well this is a bit unexpected,"[/color] he couldn't help but mutter. Right now though, he was wondering what all was likely going through Meg's head, and he sort of wished he could read his sister's thoughts, since he wondered how she felt meeting her father.