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Current Congrats to my X-Men peeps! 2 years and over a 1000 posts later and we are heading into our 5th story arc!
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RIP Stan Lee... You will forever be missed. As someone whose grown up reading Marvel comics, you've always have kind of been a part of my life. Thank you for making most of the Marvel heroes we know.
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Name: BlueSky44
Aliases: Blue
Age: Mid 20s
Birthday: October 27
Gender: Female
Occupation: Dog Groomer
Languages: English
Current Bio Theme: Five/Emily Kolburn
Previous Themes: Remy LeBeau (Gambit)
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Lydia Weaver


Location: Library



Well, this all looked to be at least somewhat promising. They had a lead, which was way better than they had had all day, despite their earlier conversation with the demon which had resulted in them getting this new lead. The mine hopefully would be a good place to go, and a good thing in solving this mystery. She glanced over at Robert when he spoke, but she understood why he didn't want to go there, though she just nodded along with what Heather had assumed was the reason he wasn't going.

Watching Robert race off, she hoped that he was careful, and she hoped that his father let them borrow that necklace of his, and she turned to look at the others. "So, let's hit the road," she said, looking at the others. She'd never really been to the silver mine, she hadn't really explored much of Red Lake aside from the town itself, with everything that was happening, she might as well start now.


Bruce Banner


Location: Observatory



"Yeah, well growing up I watched a lot of stuff where something like that was the joke or whatever... You are too young to even have the slightest clue what it is I'm talking about. Oh, by the way, if you want to come by and see your sisters or whatever, feel free to. Hell, you could even stay with us if you want to, working on getting an actual house at the moment, could see about having one with a room that you could mess with your machines in. Oh, and Constance, let me just say that asking Tate to take me on is not a bright idea. Just saying. Anyway... Now on to the matter in which I decided to actually come here..." he said, before turning to face Fleur.

"I'm not all too fond of witches, though I did grow up with Magyk, as my sister and mother both use it... Anyway, I need you to let my daughters, Marya and Medea, out of your coven, oh wait... This isn't really much of a coven, and you are right, I was a bit rude, but I'm mad. Angry even since I turned my back for two seconds and my adopted daughters decided to go join a cult! Now, if you don't want to see what'll happen if I actually get even more pissed off than I am right now, then you'll let them out. Got it?"



Queen Valda


Location: The Palace



Valda nodded, listening to Emperor Taj as he spoke. It wasn't the nicest bit of information, the fact that the weapon used to kill her mother was still out there somewhere, but she supposed that it couldn't be helped. No matter what they did, something was going to slip through the cracks, and this time around, it was the object. She wished she knew what it was, it would have made things a whole lot easier if she did know. Then she'd at least be able to prepare for it, in case it was used again.

Hearing his second point, she sat rigged, hearing those words. Was she really prepared to seek out her mother's ghost? The thought had occurred to her numerous times, after all, her mother's ghost was likely still in her room. It made her wonder, what would she say to her? And what if she chose not to show herself? That last thought was what worried her most, what if her mother didn't want to talk to her. It couldn't be helped, and she took a deep breath before answering him, "...Perhaps you are right... Maybe it is time I spoke to her..." she said, nodding.



Sylvi the Bard


Location: Wizard's Tower



There were so many new ghosts around, the ones who had all died during the riots. It saddened her slightly, seeing just how many there were, and with a lot of them being from the Young Army, they were hardly more than children. She couldn't help but look around them all as she went up to Wizard's Tower, wondering why people would do something like this, riot without any real proof of anything. It was very different from her own home, that much was certain, though she did appreciate the snowfall. She smiled slightly, but said nothing as she reached the tower.

The thing she hadn't expected was someone to walk up behind her and start talking. She jumped slightly in surprise, wondering if for a moment it was one of the many ghosts she had seen during the day, but when she looked at Cuyler, it was obvious that he was still living. "...I did not see you there... You kind of startled me... Anyway, I do actually know the password to get in, I'm a bard... What business brings you to Wizard's Tower might I ask?" she said, looking at him. He didn't look to be a Wizard or anything, it made her a bit curious.






@FantasyChic@LadyRunic@Peridot@Morose So, the instant Dean caught up to the others, he'd also feel a pin prick in his neck, and find that his speed was gone. There was a large truck, almost like ones that they use to transport prisoners in, pulled up by him, and behind the other van, and more people opened up the doors, and had guns, one was pointed right at Dean now. As for the others, without hesitating one of the OMEN agents shot Richard at point blank range, right in the chest. It wasn't enough to kill him, at least for the moment, but Richard was down. There was the sound of breaking glass as a few shots rang out, the windshield of the van shattered. Allison would take a bullet on the right side of her back, and Ayita would take a bullet to the leg. "Let's get them out of here," the Agent who seemed to be in charge said, and a few obliged, getting out of the various vehicles. Currently, Dean was the only one who didn't have a bullet in him.



Mirembe Adebayo


Location: Stark Tower - Lab - Main Area




Mira was scrambling to get the gun finished. The sounds coming from the other room were not that promising, especially since the robots didn't respond well to mutant abilities. She also didn't know if the gun was even going to work right, they hadn't had time to even test out the EMP generator. Oh well, there wasn't much she could do about it. She just hoped that Stark had actually put the generator together right so it didn't explode in her hand.

After another moment, while she could still hear the sounds coming from the other room as she tossed the gun together, putting the generator in place so that it will actually fire. She always did have a knack for building things like this, but now was not the time. Mira double checked that everything was properly in place, so it wouldn't misfire, before she took a deep breath, holding the gun, she raced out of the lab to the main area.



Lance Banner


Location: Stark Tower - Main Area




Lance was not too thrilled about the Sentinels attacking, after all, they were there to kill him. The thing he hated worse than the Sentinels? Being asked to help Pietro Maximoff. He hated the speedster, and since his "dad", not really knowing what else to call the Hulk since as far as he was concerned he grew up with two dads, was a bit preoccupied, apparently he was the next best thing. This was not the best position to be in, that much was obvious. "Well, pretty sure medical isn't going to still be standing in a few minutes," Lance said, before he pulled Pietro and Bethany to the side and laid the speedster on the ground.

First things first, getting the metal out of the speedster, "Alright, warning, this is going to hurt," Lance said pulling off his coat, before looking at Bethany, "The instant I pull this out, put pressure on the opening," he said, handing her his coat. The instant he knew that she was ready, he yanked the metal out of Pietro's side. The speedster let out a yell, and blood started coming from his side a lot more. Confident that Bethany would keep pressure on Pietro's injury, Lance's hands started glowing, though he had no idea that this was going to work. He'd never tried to do something like this, but it made sense, the more he thought about it. After all, light generated heat, and if something was hot enough, theoretically you could use it to cauterize an injury. He turned to look at Bethany, before addressing Pietro. "So Pietro... I have one question for you... What's your favorite color?"

"I don't see how that has anything to do with--" Pietro managed to say, when Lance moved his coat and lifted Pietro's shirt and pushed down. He let out a scream of pain, and his skin was smoking as Lance pulled his hand away, covered in blood. He had managed to stop the bleeding and cauterize the injury.

"Yeah, they say it hurts less if it's a surprise..." Lance said, wiping his hands on his coat, which he probably was going to get rid of later.

"Wait... Did you just make a Star Trek reference? Cause I could have sworn I've seen this sort of scene play out before..."

"Yeah, Star Trek Beyond, I don't really care much for the newer movies, but that one wasn't too bad... That's besides the point, you need to not do too much moving or whatever, or you might die by opening that back up and bleeding out..."

"...If you ever go into medical, work on your bedside manner..."

"Does it really matter? We've got more important things to do right now..."

"Yeah, and you just said I shouldn't do too much moving around since I might bleed out."

"I meant first chance you get, not right now, we've got things trying to kill us," Lance said, there was a shot above the three of them, and Pietro managed to get them all out of the way of the falling rubble.

Metal started flying away from where they were, as Magneto started sending shards flying at the gigantic robots. Though they just seemed to bounce off of them with no real damage done to them. The Hulk actually was doing decent damage to one, but anything Tony was throwing at them didn't really do much either. This was getting to be a bit of a no win situation for them.

Nothing seemed to be hurting those things, no matter what anyone did. The Sentinels started firing off more shots around the room, and this time their aim was more successful. Aside from the shot at Lance, Bethany, and Pietro, 4 more landed their hits, and a few of the hits were pretty bad. Carolina got hit by a laser in the side, causing a burn to appear on her body and knocking her to the ground. She'd also hear JARVIS'voice, "The lower levels might provide more protection Ms. Reed."

Bellamy took a nasty hit in the stomach, and a much larger, more painful burn would appear on him. Magneto was thrown backwards by one, the metal around them dropping to the ground as he lost focus. Aspen once again was hit with a shot to the leg, in the exact same spot, so that was bound to hurt. Despite Pietro causing himself, Bethany, and Lance to not get hurt by falling rubble caused by a laser shot, it didn't stop one from hitting someone. The shot slammed into Lance's back, but he managed to stay up somewhat anyway, but he was hurting. "...We probably should see about moving..." he muttered.

Mira raced into the room, with the gun in her hand, and she aimed at the nearest Sentinel, pulling the trigger. There was a large blast that shot from the gun, and the Sentinel shut down instantly, the EMP field had worked perfectly, at least it seemed to at first. The weapon started heating up in her hand, and before she could look to address the problem, it exploded, knocking her backwards. She let out a loud shriek when it exploded, and this was really the first time she was actually using her powers in front of a lot of people. The shriek was loud, and it was powerful, and it blasted 2 of the Sentinels backwards, and they were severely damaged, and after a moment, the two of them dropped to the ground, broken.



Marygold Isley


Location: Jakobsen's Campaign Office




Okay, Mary had been pretty stressed out all day, with everything that was happening, so she was not in the best mood when Nina basically snapped at her, "Excuse me? You didn't have to come with, you know that right you idiot. You don't seem to get how anything works, since I swear you are only here for yourself, and don't care about anyone else! Sure, Folly's not exactly the most sane person I know, but still, I know that I'd rather have her in a fight then you," Mary snapped at her, she was peeved.

Jakobsen just chuckled slightly, it was intriguing to him, to see this group arguing and fighting. They at least had emotions, since that was likely the only thing they really had going for them. He thought nothing of Ricky's attack, figuring that one of the mutants had done something Ricky looked confused, before he just turned and left the room, as Jakobsen addressed the others. "Look, I know why you came here, and let me just say hacking into the computers and such? Brilliant idea, makes sense, hell I would have done the exact same thing in your place. Except there is one thing you didn't take into consideration..."

"Why does it not surprise me that you'd think of why we were really here... No plan is fool proof, it is near impossible to account for every single possibility, no matter how big or small... So, tell me, what exactly did we not take into account?"

"Well... I am a bit old fashioned... You will find some interesting reads in those files, even find the location of a few facilities... But that's it... We've been doing so much work, we haven't exactly gotten around to making digital copies of everything, and you'll find absolutely nothing linking me to those attacks."

Everything seemed to slow down, as things began to click into place in her mind. Jakobsen had known all along, which meant he had wanted to draw them away from Stark Tower, but why? She thought for a moment, why would he wait until they showed up to attack the tower? Another thought then occurred to her, and she swore under her breath. "You wanted us to show up, you knew the whole time what our plans were... And I think I figured out why... After all, it would have been easy, to just let the Sentinels kill us at Stark Tower when they attacked, but no... You've shown your smarter than that... If everyone there died, of course the blame would be pointed at you, because of everything you have said about mutants in the past. You needed an alibi, and talking to a group of mutants during the attack was just what you had wanted to happen."

"You certainly are smarter than you look," Jakobsen said with a smirk. Future Carolina would suddenly get a painful burn on her body in the same location as her younger counterpart. Future Pietro, on the other hand, let out a small cry of pain as the bruise turned more into a painful burn, but he seemed to be doing better for now.
Daphne Pender

Location: Lower Deck -> Cargo -> The Docks
Skills: None


Daphne was perfectly fine with leaving the ship soon. She didn't want anything more to do with Anisa, and if she did see her, she might actually just shoot her or something, since the woman was getting on her nerves with how she made everyone fear her. Well, Daphne definitely wasn't going to do that anymore, as she was tired of it, she'd likely draw her gun on Anisa first if they ran into each other like that or something, but she doubted they would. She had no intention of running into Anisa again, that was for sure.

She watched as Fitz raced off for a moment, not too surprised by that, since this had kind of been a last minute thing after all, "He's not my boy toy Dory..." she muttered, giving Fitz a smile when he came back over to them. When they ran into Foy, it was with an offer that she had not been expecting. She never thought he'd do something like that or whatever, but he surprised her a little bit there. The idea of them getting their own ship had crossed her mind, she'd mentioned the idea to Fitz not too long ago. It all depended on what her sister would say, and she was really happy when her sister agreed to it. At least they had a place to start off from, wherever they were going didn't really matter to her as she followed Dorothy off the ship. After a moment, she hesitated and took Fitz's hand in her own, happier than she had been in a while.
Sister Penance
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Location: Shadowell Manor (Chair 10)
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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She had no idea what to make of this happy group of people, not to mention someone had decided that he was going to be late. The nerve of some people, the invitation had said when to arrive, so what made him think it was alright to arrive late? On top of that, there was some sort of commotion going on towards the seats in front of her, something about whose sitting in what chair. It was a dumb argument from what she could hear, but there was nothing else she wanted to really do regarding it. These people really needed to figure out what they were doing, but it made for an entertaining watch if anything.

The people near her weren't very interesting, at least when compared to the people somewhat far away from her. The group at the front fighting over a chair was definitely entertaining. She listened to the group near her, the conversations about what had happened or something to that effect. It did not really matter to her, nor did it really concern her, all that really mattered was what was likely to come. Penance had no interest in starting any sort of conversations with anyone, she was more intrigued with the idea of listening, and hearing what others were saying. They were definitely the entertaining sorts for the most part, aside from the people near her who seemed to be a little boring in her opinion.


Jason and Janelle Gauger


Location: Seattle, Washington
Interacting With: Trevor




Jason had remembered what the messages had said, and that Trevor had talked to Isley at one point. He wasn't too sure what to think, or to say to the man. He didn't know if he could trust him, and it was a little hard to avoid him if he showed up at their doorstep. Then again, he could just shut the door in his face, but that likely wouldn't be the best thing to do, and he was curious as to what this man was there for.

She heard the man's voice, and instantly wondered who he was. There wasn't much she could do, but generally she could at least judge people somewhat from their tone of voice, but it wasn't very easy for her to do that this time. It made her wonder what he looked like, since usually if she was with her brother he'd describe what their surroundings were, or who they were interacting with. For some reason he seemed to be hesitating.

He was still trying to figure out what to do about him, he wasn't too sure he should answer the man, at all. There was something about him that made him a little suspicious about him, but that was about it, just a really bad feeling. If someone else in their little group found him weird, than obviously he wasn't someone he actually should trust.

Janelle tapped her brother lightly, and he turned to look at her, before he just whispered a very brief description of Trevor. Nodding her head, she started wondering why the man was there, and why he had approached someone else that they knew had powers. This just had to be connected to that the more she thought about it, it just made sense, but she didn't know how to tell her brother that.

"...Yeah, that's us... Might I ask why you're here?" Jason said finally, looking at Trevor.


Theresa Sparks & Raynor Blake


Location: S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy - Building Two: Training Facilities


Raynor waited in the training room, feeling a bit anxious. They hadn't disclosed their relationship to SHIELD, mostly because he was worried that he'd be reassigned if they did. He twirled Lyting in his hand, finding that the dagger always helped him to calm down slightly. Of course, there was a certain excitement as well, getting to spend alone time with Sparky, without the risk of anyone walking in. This was his time to teach her whatever he could - and hopefully steal a few kisses as well. "Jeg er så forelsket i henne det er ikke engang morsomt...," he muttered.

Sparky walked into the training room, a little anxious to get started as well. She was twisting her hair slightly as she walked into the room, unsure of what they were going to be doing this time around, and starting to wonder slightly what Fury would think if he found out about their relationship. It probably would result in them being separated, and she didn't exactly want that. "So uh... What's the plan this time?" she asked him.

"Um, well...Do you want to train?" Raynor asked her, figuring that was a good starting point. There were other things that he could teach her beyond fighting - beyond anything that S.H.I.E.L.D. would expect a freshly graduated cadet to need to know, but still. He couldn't help but be tempted to pass on all of this knowledge to her - and to tell her about where he had come from and why he fought to protect the world.

"Uh, yeah... Training would probably be a good thing... Otherwise some people might a-a-ask questions or something about what we did in here the entire time..." she said, blushing slightly and looking at the ground. The thought of that was a little weird for her, but she didn't say anything more about it.

Raynor nodded, shifting uncomfortably as well. He could think of a few things they could do in here. Then an idea occurred to him. "Come on, I have something I want to teach you," he said, heading over to a side door. He opened up the door and inside, there was what appeared to be a real life Framework Hub. This one worked more similar to the Danger Room and could only support up to two people at a time. "It'll help with your reflexes...And as an engineer, I think you could appreciate it...We use it to train people on stunt driving, tracking, stuff like that."

Sparky nodded, following after him. She glanced around the room, a little surprised at what it was she was seeing. The room was definitely an interesting one, and she was a little impressed with the room. "So... What exactly are we doing in this room... What sort of training or whatever?" she asked, still glancing around the room.

"...I'm told it's like a popular game - MarioKart," Raynor explained. He flicked on a switch and suddenly, it looked like they were on the streets of Chicago, with a car in front of them. "You drive and try to get to the destination indicated, avoiding traps...It's good for your reflexes as I mentioned, but also is a situation you might find yourself in the field...A classic chase scene..."

"MarioKart? Uh, okay... Sounds like it'll be interesting... So, what... Guess I'm the one driving? Um... What exactly is the point of this one? I mean, I get it, it's some weird chase scenario, but what exactly is the point of the simulation?" she asked, heading over towards the driver's side of the car.

Raynor nodded, getting into the passenger seat of the car. There actually were two pairs of seats in front of them, allowing them to actually sit and react to what was happening around them. "Right. In this scenario, one of your teammates has been abducted by an A.I.M. crew. You need to rescue them - they're in that car ahead of you," he explained, as suddenly a car appeared in the program and zoomed off.

"Uh, okay Ray..." she said, deciding to use a nickname rather than flat out using his full name. Sparky got into the driver's seat, before she took a deep breath and started the car up, before zipping off after the other one. She had no idea what she was going to do, and decided to just roll with it, going after the other car.

Raynor raised an eyebrow, a bit uncertain about that name - especially since Sparky rarely ever called him by his name. There were other things that she called him, strictly behind closed doors. Sparky managed to make the first turn taken by the car ahead, rather sharp for their current speed - 50 mph. However, as she finished her drift and saw the road ahead of her, the enemy car had thrown metal objects onto the ground, detonating and creating a minefield of potholes.

She spun the wheel, making her way through the potholes, it wasn't the easiest thing in the world to do. There was a lot of potholes in the road, and she kept spinning the wheel around as she avoided them, somehow managing to avoid them all. She was a little surprise that she had managed to avoid them, but she said nothing.

Suddenly, the car they were chasing shrunk down to size, driving underneath two cars in an intersection. A second later, it had popped back up to its normal size and the cars were flung into the road, landing directly in front of Sparky. "...The A.I.M. crew has also stolen some size manipulation technology from Hank Pym," Raynor added, hoping that Sparky would stop the car or avoid the obstacles without giving them whiplash.

In her mind, she had two choices, one, keep going and hopefully they cleared the obstacles, or two, slam on the breaks and with stopping distance chance hitting the obstacles anyway. In a split second decision, she decided to keep going, and ended up slamming into it. Looking over at Raynor, she was perfectly fine, but she saw that he was not fine, but badly injured, and she started panicking as the car stopped. "S-S-Sorry R-R-Ray," she stammered out, her eyes wide as she looked at him.

Raynor looked at the holographic pieces of metal piercing through him, as well as the images of the injuries. He waved his hand through the metal piece, looking a bit amused. "So I'm guessing it took you a few tries to get your driver's license..." he said simply, smiling at Sparky slightly to let her know that he was okay.

"I-I-I'm s-s-so s-s-sorry," she stammered again, still panicking. She knew that this was just a simulation, that it wasn't actually real, but she was still freaking out. It looked really real to her, and her mind wasn't wanting to accept that it was fake at all. "I-I-I d-d-didn't mean t-t-to..."

Shutting down the simulation, the room returned to normal and they were just sitting in two high tech chairs. He sighed slightly. "Look, you never need to worry about me getting hurt, okay Sparks?" Raynor said, pulling out Lyting and showing it to her. "As long as I have Lyting, I'll heal super quick. Like magic."

"I-I-If you say so..." she muttered, looking away. She was starting to calm down, at least somewhat, but her mind was still racing, still somewhat believing that Raynor had gotten hurt because of her. Thinking like that wasn't doing any good for her, but she couldn't help it. Her mind was wanting to play some tricks on her it seems.

Raynor put his hand on her cheek delicately, turning her face so that way she was looking at him, and he kissed her. He doubted they were going to get much training done anyways. She should have gone to train with someone else, but he just couldn't help himself. He adored her and wanted to spend time with her - something he had never felt about anyone before.

She kissed him back, but her mind was still freaking out. She hadn't meant to get him injured, even if it was just a simulation. Sparky cared about him, a lot, and the thought that she might be the one to cause him to get hurt scared her. The fact that Raynor was trying to calm her down, or somewhat laugh about it afterwards, but it didn't help that she was still scared.

"...There's something you should know about me..."

"...What is it?"

Raynor then proceeded to tell Sparky the truth about himself.

That was definitely not something she had expected to hear today, it was really weird. "Wow..." was all she managed to say, just staring at him. It didn't matter though, she still cared about him, and it did help to calm her down, at least a little bit.

"...So now you know..."
Lydia Weaver


Location: Library



Lydia listened to the others around her, before she took notice in what Robert said, since he had just spoken up about it. She had met his father before, he had seemed like a nice enough person, they could probably trust him for help if they needed it. Though she didn't know the other two with them, who were virtually strangers to her, and she wondered what sort of info they might have about Riley's disappearance. It probably would be better for them if they worked together, as opposed to just working in small groups.

She looked over at Robert, "Your dad has a necklace like that? Maybe we should talk to him about it then... He seemed nice enough when I met him... Think we can find him at the reservation? Or is he somewhere in town?" she said, before turning to address Robin and Heather. "Sure, fine by me if we helped each other out... This whole thing is getting really weird for me too, but I'm starting to get used to it all..."
Sister Penance
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Location: Shadowell Manor (Chair 10)
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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She passed through the gate simply, preferring to not wait any longer to head to the manor itself. The group of people gathered looked to be an interesting sort to say the least, though she did wonder what went through the mind of the woman who had passed out. Of all times to collapse, she had chosen to fall over right then. They weren't even at the manor itself, and she had decided to fall unconscious. There wasn't anything she was going to do about it of course, but she couldn't help but pity the woman, at least a little bit. The others in the group intrigued her, and she wondered more about them, but now was not the time to ask anything of the sort, as she heard the loud whistle.

The sound was strange, she had no idea what it was. It wasn't a very pleasant sound, that much she did know as she looked over as the contraption came into view. There were supposed to ride that thing? It definitely didn't look to be a very safe contraption, but she guessed it couldn't be helped. Penance made her way to the back sort of area, and took a seat in one of the chairs. She wondered just how bumpy this ride was going to be, though she supposed there were worse ways to get from one place to another. She remained silent, despite being curious about those around her, she wasn't in any particular mood to really start a conversation with one of them


Bruce Banner


Location: Observatory



He knew he probably should have told her the truth, but a part of him had been yelling no way! There wasn't any chance she would have believed him anyway, especially since he had kind of hinted at it, and all she had asked was if his parents were fans of the Myth of Four or something. He had tried to tell her the truth, but he kept putting it off, not saying anything. This whole thing was messing with his head, and he was just sitting there arguing mentally with himself, but that didn't matter. He had more important things to do with his time that morning, involving a certain Witch who he found to be very annoying, and this time, he was planning on leaving with Tate too.

Outside of the observatory, he thought of how he could make his entrance, since he was pretty sure only Tate would actually recognize him for who he is, so maybe nothing to weird like popping up in a swirl of stars or something. No, he was going to do the direct approach. Now, considering how he looks, most people think he is weak, doesn't have any sort of strength or muscle, but they were very wrong with that. Bruce lifted up his foot, and kicked the door, easily busting it open, "Here's Brucey! Hey there Tate, now where is this pesky Fleur whose here, need to have a conversation with her involving your sisters," he said, glancing around the group, until he looked at Fleur, glaring.



Queen Valda


Location: The Palace



Valda had been freaking out during the night, during the riots. She had no idea what to do, or anything like that, this was all still fairly new to her, and it sounded like this sort of thing didn't really happen all too often. The sounds of the people marching through the streets or something, burning and killing a lot of people, it freaked her out to be at the center of all of it. Peter Wylie's death didn't help matters at all, since it looked like things were about to get a lot worse.

"...So there was no one left there?" she asked, a little freaked out. The fact that no one else that she knew from the Witches was alive was troubling for her, it saddened her to know that. She wasn't too greatly concerned with Jadis' death, after all, she was planning on only using her for power from what she knew. "...And the device... Guessing there was no way to recover it?"



Sylvi the Bard


Location: The Ramblings



The riots had certainly been a noisy and loud affair, since she just so happened to be caught right in the middle of where most of the riots were occurring. At least she lucked out somewhat, since no one broke her door down or something to get inside and burn the place to the ground or kill her. Though that kind of had been the least of her problems, since that sort of thing had gone by rather quickly, and was gone in an instant.

Oh no, her main problem was those dang ghosts! They were constantly coming and going through her room without any regard for her! Though she couldn't fully blame them, after all, the odds of them running across a Spirit Seer were pretty slim, so there wasn't much she could really do about it, so she hadn't really gotten much sleep. She had nothing really better to do, and decided to get out of the Ramblings, at least for a little while, in order to get some fresh air. So she made her way towards Wizard's Tower, figuring that maybe there was something entertaining going on there or something.
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