[hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NJXiWJI.png[/img] [hr] [b][color=efcde8]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival [b][color=efcde8]Magic Items:[/color][/b] None [b][color=efcde8]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ4eSg5F2DioplmWc171iBzSwFM4QNozExOlA&s]Twisted School Girl[/url][/center] [hr] Everyone was in various stages of freaking out. Some were handling it better than others, but collectively, things were getting wild. Millie figured it wasn't so much the vision that Sabine shared as it was the aftereffects and what it meant. Nemo was being held captive, alive thankfully. And Percy was Nemo? Did that make sense? Not really, but Millie had long since accepted this group making any semblance of sense. Percy seemed fine, though. So no nurse was needed. They still had to get everyone else sorted. April wasn't feeling the vibes, Leah was trying to control, and Dorian was attaching himself to Percy as if the boy was about to float away. [color=efcde8]"Okay, everyone needs to take a beat."[/color] She stood up and took a few deep breaths, an activity she learned from one of her vocal coaches. It was good for her vocal cords, but she knew it helped with panic. [color=efcde8]"That was a lot of information at once, and I, for one, need a minute to process it. So let's all just....take a minute. No words, just breathing."[/color] She took a beat. This group needed a serious case of R&R stat. But that wasn't likely to happen in the next few minutes, so they did the best with what they could. [color=efcde8]"I know I am new to this group so take my words with a grain of salt, but you all work well together. You have each other's backs, unlike anything I have seen before. So you will get through this moment also. But you all also need to know when it's time to...take a minute." "We'll prep, we'll plan, and we will find this dude in the Otherworld and we will come back heroes and celebrate. But until then, breathe."[/color] She noted that Sabine had taken off and Marlena had followed. She wondered if her message was falling on the wrong minds. [hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/WLtNb93.png[/img] [hr] [b][color=A2797E]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival [b][color=A2797E]Magic Items:[/color][/b] None [b][color=A2797E]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8b/e4/2e/8be42e323106417d5fd25bb84a45c339.jpg]Plum Top, Black Fluffy Jacket with Gold Embellishments, Dark Blue Jeans, Dark Purple Boots[/url][/center] [hr] Sabine felt herself shake as she walked, fearing she would fall as Percy did. Was that her fault? She gave them an option to back out, to not let her invade their mind. She knew...she knew... The vision itself wasn't bothering her. It was clear each of them was a Tarot card and it meant something to them. Ser Nemo was alive. The shadow army presented a unique problem, considering Chase was not most of their favorite, but Sabine knew, deep down, Chase wasn't a bad guy. Or, more likely, he was trying to be better. And she knew what it was like to have people hate you for your past or for things outside of your control. No, what rocked her and continued to do so was the woman. Her own mother. She was there. Which meant she knew Ser Nemo was there. She was alive. Sabine's dreams were starting to make sense. Were they dreams? Or visions? She heard someone behind her and turned, expecting to see Leah or April or Danni. Instead, she saw Marlena. It was not accurate to say she was disappointed. She didn't dislike Marlena. She was cool. But Sabine had wanted someone else to be there. Why didn't Leah check on her? Or April or Danni or Dorian? But someone had and Sabine felt some warmth within herself knowing someone noted her panic. Did she lie? How often had she said she was fine when she wasn't? How often did she push down her own feelings so that others felt better? How many times had she pushed back her own wants for the betterment of the team? Would this be another instance of her putting on a smile when she really wanted to scream? [color=A2797E]"It's.....my mom.."[/color] No holding back now. [color=A2797E]"The vision we saw. There was a woman who looked like me. To the others, it may have just been a coincidence. But I recognized her. That was my mother. She died when I was really young. Or so I was told. We were so close. When she passed, it was just my father and me, and he didn't know how to raise me other than throwing money at me and hoping it fixed everything. I think a part of him died with my mom. And now I come to find out she is not only alive, but she has been so the whole time and never reached out to me. And I know the cliche. Oh, she probably had a good reason; it was for my protection, it would have caused more trouble. And yet, she is there, wherever Ser Nemo is being held. And she has a part in it. Did she take him? Is she holding him captive? And all the while I have been living with the pain of her death still on me, and I find out she is alive. And I'm happy? Angry? Sad? Afraid? I can't pinpoint anything, and my mind is working overtime to make sense of it all. Because I have had dreams of her. Her with another man. Her in front of some regal-looking woman. And all of it is like a kaleidoscope in my mind, and I can't...I can't figure it out. And I am [b]supposed[/b] to be the one to figure it out."[/color] There was too much going on. [color=A2797E]"What if I can't?"[/color]