[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SR52k84p/54b4e63d635603b22d80f72a4ba2be54.png[/img][hr][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019dc2ca-2895-73c4-87bc-da221945dee6.webp[/img][hr][@Achronum][@Blizz][@Forsythe][@Kirah][@PatientBean][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][hr][h3][color=AC3EFF][b]Morning - Sat. January 15th, 2039 - Los Angeles, California[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hider=Who is Where?]By the inner tubing hill base - Carlie, Carlos, Carl, Sabine, Marlena In front of the fortune telling tent - Gideon, Andy, Luna, Chase, Vicky In a grassy area near the fortune telling tent - April, Danni, Dorian, Leah, Percy, Ben, Amelie, Millie[/hider] [@Blizz][@PatientBean]: Carlos angled himself as he took in the image Marlena had shown him. A sudden flash of her superimposed in that position hit him and he spun around, eager to have a visual aid. [i]Yes! Exactly like that![/i] He tilted the other way, though, at the specification of the King of Swords. [i]Can you show me what that card is supposed to look like? I don’t remember seeing any kings, but maybe it will help![/i] [i]Have you dealt with a lot of tarot things before?[/i] Carlos asked. He ignored Sabine’s comment about Bridgerton. His only response would have been to point out it was only very gay by the standards of the late 2010s and they were far beyond that now - and that wouldn’t have been very nice of him to do. [i]I don’t know much about it, I think I’m supposed to learn it from Prof. Maximoff this year.[/i] [@Kirah][@KazAlkemi][@Forsythe][@Trainerblue192]: Gideon couldn’t help but huff as Andy said there wouldn’t be any murder happening. She still didn’t like this girl, and she liked even less how everyone suddenly remembered her name, only to scold her for wanting to defend her girlfriend. And to make matters worse, not only was she not allowed to fight, now the [i]lore[/i] was coming out. Gideon [i]hated[/i] lore. She just wanted to fight people, she wanted the reasons to be simple - she didn’t want to listen to lengthy speeches or encounter complex motivations. God forbid she have to fight someone with a weird magic system. “I’ll keep a perimeter,” Gideon grumbled, before adding under her breath - directed at everyone but Andy - “fucking losers.” And she stomped a bit away from the group, sword still drawn as she kept watch.[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=42A9FF]April Kingston-Gray[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b2a42-176d-736d-87cd-e80ef331aa59.webp[/img] [hr][b][color=42A9FF]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Near Fortune Telling Tent [b][color=42A9FF]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Kingston-Gray Bracelet, River Styx Water, Hair Dying Comb [b][color=42A9FF]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0288-fffb-75e9-a893-c52428fffbb6.webp]Denim jumpsuit and shorts[/url], [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0289-6076-72bb-aa81-e8cae051d70b.webp]pink streaked hair and orange tinted sunglasses[/url] [hr][/center] Old habits died hard - especially for a teen from a family of (unofficial) immortals. April had spent the last semester pushing their feelings deep down, running away from them rather than allowing them to happen. It was a defense mechanism, a shield they could hide behind. Better that than to face the truth, to feel the pain and the discomfort. So as Dorian yelled at April and Danni for their reaction, his own pain driving him intangible, kicking up telekinetic waves, they froze. [i]You’re fine, you’re fine, you’re fine,[/i] they insisted, as every defensive wall shot back up, and they schooled their expression to keep the tears at bay. They knew who Dorian meant when he said someone from Excelsior was always about to break down, always about to end up in the tabloids. They could drown in shame and embarrassment and regret later. [color=42A9FF]“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m stopping!”[/color] April stammered out. They joined in on the hug Danni had initiated, the tips of their fingers ice cold as Dorian recounted his dream. It was horrifying. Dried blood, a cell, his own reflection being Nemo’s? It wasn’t a dream - it was a [i]nightmare[/i]. And if it was real… [color=42A9FF]“Why would Nimue tell everyone he was dead?”[/color] they swallowed. [color=42A9FF]“And if Nemo faked his death, why’s he in trouble like this? Who wanted to hurt him? He was just… old.”[/color] They hadn’t heard what maybe-Glimpse had exclaimed over with Andy - hadn’t heard that Nemo was being held in Otherworld. Could they jailbreak him - without being grounded for life? April bit their lip, before looking over at Leah. She’d been practicing magic. [color=42A9FF]“D’you have a way to find Nemo, maybe? Some sort of really handy spell you’ve been secretly practicing and can’t wait to show us?”[/color] This didn’t seem like the sort of problem that would be solved in time for Danni’s dinner. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=ed1c24]Percy Novikov[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b29ec-87e6-745e-afed-c64ed081c458.webp[/img] [hr][b][color=ed1c24]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Near Fortune Telling Tent [b][color=ed1c24]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Mystery watch from Agatha Harkness, Dorian sex bracelet [b][color=ed1c24]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0287-4435-7608-82b5-0b29272f9040.webp]Black Hoodie, Jeans, and Vans[/url] [hr][/center] Percy had never seen Dorian upset before like this. He couldn’t hide the flash of panic across his face as his boyfriend became incorporeal or stifle the slight pinpricks of fear as he saw the telekinetic blasts. But most of all, he couldn’t help but feel that [i]he[/i] was the problem here - that Dorian had gone to all these lengths just to make his birthday perfect, and that had it not been for him, his boyfriend wouldn’t be hurting so deeply right now. He hadn’t wanted to celebrate his birthday, he [i]hated[/i] celebrating it really - and had he not been certain it would only start a fresh wave of tears, he would have told Dorian that it was fine, that the only person so far who had ruined his birthday had been Danni. [color=ed1c24]“You don’t need to worry about my birthday,”[/color] Percy said quietly instead. [color=ed1c24]“I dislike celebrating it. Nothing good has ever happened on it either. So please, let us focus on you and help you for once. Put down the sky - there’s no need to be Atlas today. Let me shoulder your burden.”[/color] He didn’t join in on the hug. He didn’t think he could stomach the idea of being touched by Danni and April right now. It was a burden. The dream Dorian described was unsettling to say the least, even with Percy’s dislike for Ser Nemo. But still, there were clues to be found in it. Dorian hadn’t known where he was, but he had caught a glimpse of the sky. He hadn’t been able to identify the stars. For most, Percy would have assumed they just had no idea what constellations to expect - but for Dorian, he knew that he’d be able to find them without too much trouble, even ones from the other hemisphere, he was so well traveled and so sharp. So Ser Nemo was elsewhere then - he was not on Earth. There was something on the tip of his tongue, something important he could hardly recall - Ser Nemo’s husband was from… where? [color=ed1c24]“Do you know where his husband is from? I remember it was somewhere fantastical, but it may as well have been Asgard for all I can recall. At any rate, perhaps we start there - see if we can pull star charts from other lands and find one that seems familiar to you.”[/color] He wasn’t much in the mood for a large dinner or karaoke - or even making plans to a fashion museum. Percy felt ill and the only thing he wanted to do was to work this problem, to fix things for Dorian so his boyfriend could rest a little easier. [color=ed1c24]“Perhaps another time, Danni,”[/color] he excused. Already, he was trying to remember what information the library held on other planets, other worlds - could the architecture of the cell shed some light as well? April was right, of course. Nimue’s behavior was perplexing. Either Nemo had tricked her, or… Percy grimaced. Another subject Chase would be helpful with. Of course.