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Giosue Zino


Location: Outside Camp Au Ville->Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt
Skills: The Watch Act I: Time Portals


Gio was the last one to step through the portal to Cairo, and by the time he had, the haze had already set in. Not one second later, the portal closed behind him and he looked to the Paradoxes and Gilbert with him.

"I believe you're owed an explanation for what's going on with this particular excursion," he said, primarily addressing the young Paradoxes, but also to Gil and Peter to a lesser extent. It never hurt to make sure everyone was one the same page. "I do not recall if you have ever been told this explicitly, but in the past we had a fifth Emendator. He was The Glasses, and he had what you might call True Sight. He was the only one of us who could see the Destruere. He never told us much about what he saw. However, thanks to Young Bartholomew, I was reminded of one thing he did mention: a haze of sorts when he utilized his abilities."

"If my hunch is correct and the glimmer that currently plagues us is the same effect as utilizing The Glasses, then that's a major boon moving forward towards this End of Days. We lack the time to properly study this phenomena so the best I could think of is taking us to the last known location of Destruere. Assuming they haven't left the area, which is probably not the case, we can locate them and confirm whether or not this is the case. Any questions?"
Mali Anson

Location: Tinder's Place
Skills: Perception



Mali blinked hard. What the hell? And then she tried rubbing her eyes. No, it was still there. Only her vision seemed affected. It didn't feel like allergies, and it wasn't quite that time of year yet. And she doubted that she suddenly developed a need for glasses all of a sudden. Zoie seemed to be going through the same shit as well. Maybe it was the smoke and fog blowing over and affecting them. That seemed like the most likely explanation for all this.

Regardless, the screaming and hollering at least cut through the puzzle of the weird blurring. It wasn't interfering with he ability to actually do anything for the most part. The other people at the scene and the fate of the Tinders themselves were far more pressing issues.

"If it was them, then this is probably connected to Marc's death. Maybe Juno is already here ahead of us. Or it could be someone else entirely." She couldn't answer Zoie's rhetorical question. Hell, she was asking herself the same thing, but standing around clueless wouldn't help anything. Now that they were alone once again, they had some time to properly investigate. Not to mention Mali could let herself chill out a bit since she didn't have to worry about unfamiliar people busting in to shoot at her and/or Zoie.

Well, investigate as well as she could with what felt like a simultaneous case of mild near and farsightedness. But what happened to the Tinders? Were they dead? Kidnapped? Bound and tied somewhere hidden? Simply knocked unconscious and she'd not seen them earlier? Even if she couldn't answer most of her other questions, Mali was reasonably confident she could at least learn the truth of the matter at hand.

"Did you see anything out there Zoie? I'm going to scope this place out." Mali rubbed her eyes. Nope. Still blurred.



Giosue Zino


Location: Outside Camp Au Ville
Skills: The Watch Act I: Time Portals


"Just because you can speak does not mean that you should comment on every change you see." Gio spoke, in his head, he was speaking specifically to Bartholomew asking the obvious question of whether the otherworldly shimmering was normal, but when spoken aloud he left it without a direct "address". Of course it wasn't normal. Could he not see? Gods.

Wait.

See. Shimmer. Why did these things seem to connect together in his head? Ah yes. Drem did mention that one time. Gio suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Sir Gilbert. Do you perchance recall a conversation with Drem we had some 135 years ago? I could give you the precise date, but I doubt that would help you much. The conversation was unrelated to the event at hand for the most part, but he happened to mention something about shimmering when he saw things. I could hypothesize one hundred explanations for what this shimmering is, but I believe that it might allow us to see reality for what it truly is. Perhaps it really is how they say: one door closes and another one opens. There's only one real way to check if this hypothesis is correct. Find those who hide from mortal sight. If you catch my drift." Gio pulled out the Watch and opened up a time portal back to that fateful time and place where Peter met his end for the second time.

"Everyone, come along, we could use as much help as possible. And it will be good experience for you all. I can answer any questions you may have on the other side, but time is short and it is unseemly to hang around this time and location any longer. Forgive me Peter for dragging you back. Under no ordinary circumstances would I subject you to this. I understand if you wish to avoid returning while we investigate this hunch of mine."
Mali Anson

Location: Tinder's Place
Skills: N/A



Well that made things simple. Kind of. There was still the matter of more visitors being around, but at least she didn't have to worry about Zoie. Finding her at least. The panicking voice in the back of Mali's subconscious urged her to make a dash for it as quickly as possible, but knowing her, she'd make a bunch of ruckus or accidentally break something and only draw attention to herself or otherwise fuck it up. As far as she knew, they didn't know she was here, so she had some measure of time.

But still, she found herself walking far more quickly over to the opposite side of the house than she would have otherwise. Just a notch or two below running really. But the advantage of being on the inside was that she had access to all the locks. Even though the place was broken into, chances were that all the other doors were locked. At least that's how things worked back home. She'd heard about weird towns where people supposedly left their door's unlocked, but Mali doubted those actually existed. As it stood if forced to guess, she had it at about a three in four chance that that back door was locked. Regardless, over on this side even if it was, she could undo it in a second. Mali opened up the back door for her fellow investigator/unlawful trespasser and beckoned her in.

"Big problem. People have shown up." Not the most informative warning she could have given, but by far the most coherent she could jumble together in the 15 seconds she had to compose it while thinking about 3 other things.


Giosue Zino


Location: Outside Camp Au Ville
Skills: The Watch


"Calling the situation we find ourselves in at present a 'bloody mess' is quite an understatement, Peter." How much of an understatement it was had yet to be seen, however. A time loop forcibly snapping shut wasn't a particular event he had the pleasure of experiencing before now, so he couldn't be sure what was to happen. It worried him quite a bit as he walked, but he couldn't let him distract him from holding everything together at least getting out of the worst of the "blast zone." He felt like a sailor alone aboard a sinking ship, trying to plug up the continuously multiplying holes appearing in the hull with his fingers, whilst the passengers remained blissfully unaware of the specifics of the debacle.

"What normally occurs, Ms. Harris," Gio explained as they stepped foot outside the grounds, "is that you simply leave the grounds and time acts as it normally does. The same applies when I decide to close a time loop. One moment passes and then time continues to march forward. Although in the literature space and time are intertwined as to be considered the same thing in some models, my abilities primarily affect the latter. You needn't worry about translocation as a side effect of The Watch unless you step through a time portal. But the issue is that I haven't decided to close the loop, so who knows what might happen." The world begins to shimmer. "Such as that. I suggest we keep moving." Gio stops his explanation to continue walking down the road away from the Camp. It was somewhat of a relief when the loop finally closed. At a bare minimum it was one less thing to concentrate on at one time. But it brought with it its own issues.


Mali Anson

Location: Tinder's Place
Skills: Perception, Breaking and Entering



So the place was pretty fucked up, and she wasn't hearing anything else going on inside. Chances were that the worst of the confrontation was over, but whoever or whatever did this could still be inside. The door was already open so she didn't need to try finding some way to get in, and the cops were already here, so there was no point in worrying about people calling the authorities because they looked suspicious as hell. So she could go inside and start poking around, but that's how people got fucking merced in horror films.

The ominous fog, eerie silence, small town and destruction of the Tinder household all had her convinced that was the most apropos genre for the current situation. Nothing anybody said would convince her that those rules didn't apply here. Sure, sticking together with Zoie brought its own dangers, but as long as they didn't go off to play tonsil hockey or mash scissors together, the risk of bloody death was minimized. Mali left the front door to go rendezvous with Zoie when she saw a car pulled up that wasn't there when they did. Immediately, her brain told her to find Zoie quickly. She didn't notice Caesar and Keystone in the car, so her that whoever it was, it wouldn't be good to be caught.

Best case scenario, it would be friends of the Tinders about to have a rude surprise, and to them, it would look like she caused all this. She didn't want to think about the worst case scenario. There was no way she'd be able to sneak her way around. She was too big and not nearly subtle enough to try pulling that off. Running where they could see would just make things worst. Which left one choice. God fucking dammit, horror movies and their ways of forcing you into the stupid situation. Decisively, Mali made her way into the house proper. Perhaps she could find a shortcut to Zoie's location. Or at least some sort of hidey hole that would accommodate her.



Giosue Zino


Location: Camp Grounds->Towards the Main Gate
Skills: The Watch


"Oh, hello there Peter. Didn't expect to see you here." One minute Gio was busy keeping everything together, the next he looks up and sees Peter's face not dead. He wasn't sure why he was up and walking instead of being a corpse in the ground, having missed James' explanation of Siduri shenanigans. The Watch chalked it up to something about the dissolution of the time loop perhaps fucking with the chronology of events potentially negating Peter's death. Or something. Making sure that the loop didn't snap like a rubber band was way more important than apparently Peter being alive(?)

They were all quite aways from the gate grounds and he wasn't entirely comfortable that everything would hold together long enough for them to all get off the grounds in time, but he was even less confident that attempting to open up a time portal would be the right thing to do at this moment. Not only would attention be split, potentially ruining everything right then and there simply due to not being able to properly focus, but there was also the fact that the temporal situation being so questionable at this point that even if he did successfully open a time portal, it would break time for an entirely different set of reasons. He wasn't quite comfortable with the risks involved with trying to take a shortcut so to speak.

"As we all make our way to the main gate that we must do so with the utmost haste, but do remain calm. Somebody accidentally getting run over because they panicked and ran out into the road because they weren't paying attention would be quite an embarrassing way to go."


Mali Anson

Location: Tinder's Place
Skills: Perception



"Good thing. The place has been broken into. Whoever did it might still be in there." Mali got out of the truck and followed Zoie to the back. Looking in the case, she noted to herself that she personally wouldn't keep a bunch of weapons on top of silk clothing. That shit was expensive, and she wouldn't want to chance ruining it by having rough metal surfaces and edges on top. The night gown seemed fine, so she was probably just over thinking it, but still. If she was just going to have weapons lying around on her clothes, she'd pick jeans or some sturdy shit like that.

Mali looked down at the gun and knife. The gun scared her a bit honestly. She had never really been around them, being from the Suburbs of New England, which was about as far away as you could get culturally within the continental US. All that said, the paranoid part of her said that if worst came to worst, it would be better to have it and not need it than the other way around. Sighing, Mali took the pistol and the knife, putting the former into her back pocket (covering it with the tail of her shirt and keeping the latter tucked into her belt loop like Zoie.

"I'll check through the front. Could you make sure there's nobody around the sides?" The blade was something she was far more comfortable handling, and in closed off spaces, short melee weapons were superior to their longer and ranged brethren so she fully expected that if a fight were to break out, she'd end up using something other than the gun, but having it as a last resort was sort of reassuring. Mali cracked her knuckles and approached the house. She walked up to the front door and standing outside the frame, gently pushed the door open before peeking inside to see if she could tell what as going on.




Giosue Zino


Location: Main House: Sitting Room->Outside
Skills: The Watch


Gio sat motionless, not looking at anything as he focused on holding the time loop in place. Or at least letting it slip at a rate he was comfortable with before speaking. Sophia's and Andromeda's voices felt muffled and far away. As if he were hearing them from the inside of a glass bottle. But he still heard them. Just he was not going to answer while he was busy concentrating. As bad as it was to lose the loop unwillingly, it would be far worse if the undoing of the loop ended up shooting them thousands of years into the future, or they end up lodged in the middle of the timeline where they were the automobile was never invented. He hated that timeline. They just used these gigantic trains to get around. They were so noisy you could never get proper sleep, no matter how far from the tracks you were.

"Yes I felt that as well. As for what's wrong? This is the last night of the loop. As soon as midnight hits, time will again begin to move forward. I have no choice in the matter. Right now I'm doing my best just to keep everything stable. Think of it like attempting to land a plane that's falling out of the sky. One wrong decision or slip and you end up crashing into a building, mountain, or worse yet, another plane, but if you remain calm and all goes well, the plane comes to a standstill peacefully."

"I believe it would be best if we went outside as well. The less information we have to share between ourselves the better."
Slowly, Gio rose from his seat and began to make his way out behind his fellow Emendator. In other circumstances he may have upped his pace from this even more measured than usual gait, but he needed to make sure the unraveling of the loop didn't suddenly spin out of control while he wasn't paying attention.


Mali Anson

Location: Road to Grimm (McDonalds)
Skills: Perception, Breaking & Entering



"Hey Zoie," Mali said, looking over the scene, "You wouldn't have happened to have brought any weapons on this trip, did you?" She couldn't be sure of it yet, for all she knew, she was just letting her paranoia get the better of her right now and nothing had actually gone wrong. But at the very least she could get confirmation that they had means of defending themselves before going into a potential danger zone. Even something as basic as a couple of knives would at least make her feel more secure. She just hoped her intuition that Zoie decided not to bring anything because Grimm was relatively (compared to Justice) safe and/or that they would actually need something in that house was wrong.

Mali pulled up behind the sheriff's car and parked the rental vehicle. If there was anything that she could say whole heartedly at the moment, it was thank God that they didn't get here late at night like they had originally thought they would. The atmosphere was chilling enough as it was, showing up to a scene like this in the dead of night would have been infinitely worse. Hell, Mali probably would have decided, "fuck it, we'll come back here tomorrow morning. I'm not getting torn apart by some slasher villain now" and just drove past to reroute to a hotel. Alternate timelines aside, they had to deal with this bullshit right now, and she didn't like it one bit.

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