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🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea But wasn't he at the table to tell his Uncle that? Couldn't Jo had said what she said before he walked away? If not, I'll edit accordingly

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Airspace above DC -> Hanson Power Plant
{"There's no I in team!"}

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Allison was happy her suggestion was taken and did a little giddy dance in her seat. She looked over at the SHIELD operative she would be helping and couldn't help but notice the woman looked less than stellar. Was it because she was teamed up with a new X-men or because she was with her solely? Did she know about her powers? I mean, having someone to help predict the future would surely be valuable? She intended to prove herself.

The others had their own jobs and it seemed surveillance was key. She couldn't help but wonder if, perhaps, it was their idea to scout to protect them all from danger at the start? They were all relatively new to this, the X-men at least. Still, it was better to be safe than sorry in this case. The Brotherhood weren't something you wanted to mess with without a solid plan.

It seemed the SHIELD agent was already in the works. She booted something on her watch and Allison stared in amazement. It was so cool! Soon, she shared the information about the plant. "That watch is so cool! I want one!" She knew it probably wasn't something easily obtained, but still. She followed the woman after she left. It seemed she didn't want to wait for her, in any case, but she was part of this team. "No visions yet, but I'll keep you updated. Ready to help!"

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

Josephine Clark

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Location: Qasr El Nil Barracks

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It seems the old man was feeling generous this morning. She wasn't about to say no to food being offered and it was quite a delicious spread. She happily ate and drank along with the others. Soon Aziza and her soldier escort returned and the group was together again. She wanted desperately to poke for information to not only their dreams from last night, but also to what their adventure entailed today. She was insanely curious and couldn't help but feel that those dreams were important somehow. After all, who has the same dreams while in the same country? It didn't happen very often. Or at all for that matter. It was something out of a movie!

Before she could though, Peter and Vera both had come in. She hadn't seen Vera for a while and in that time it seemed Vera had gotten almost gravely ill. What else could explain that look on her face? They came over and she explained she had too much to drink. That would explain the ill look, but Josephine had other ideas. "Ah, I know it well, darling. Drink some coffee and fill up on food and you'll be all right. Happens to the best of us." She knew hangovers well and dealing with them regularly.

Peter mentioned that he proposed to Vera and she accepted. Josephine nearly spit out her drink at his words. She stared at him in disbelief. As far as she saw it, Vera had feelings for Mr. Drake. Granted, that didn't mean she couldn't marry Peter, but the look on Vera's face, hangover aside, didn't scream "happy bride-to-be". There was something else going on behind the scenes, and Josephine planned to find out what.

"Congratulations Peter! I wish you both the absolute best." Not if she had anything to do with it. Peter walked off and she eyed Vera who had stopped at the buffet table. She still appeared to be sick. Before she could turn back to her food, Vera collapsed right then and there. Josephine stood up immediately, "Vera just collapsed!" She ran over to the woman to check if she was all right.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

I'll post when I get an answer to my question in the PM I sent

M I N E R V A || A R C H I V E

This sounds interesting.

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

W H I T N E Y C A R T E R:

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^{Monday, August 21ST - 10:21 PM | Corsair Cove}

The boy brought her back a cup and finally introduced himself. She took a beginner sip of the drink. She could instantly feel the spark on her tongue. It had been spiked beyond all merit. It didn't even taste like punch. She smiled at Aiden, "Thanks. So Aiden, what's your-" before she could finish the question, she too heard the splash. She looked over to see a wheelchair in the water. Some idiots thought it would be funny to toss some poor kid's wheelchair in the water. In fact, the group in question seemed to be laughing like hyenas at their actions. She shouldn't be surprised. High school bull continued through adult life.

However, it wasn't until Aiden screamed for someone named Chester that she quickly put the situation together. They didn't just toss in a wheelchair, but the kid that occupied it as well. Disregard quickly turned to panic. She didn't know the kid, but gathering the fact the kid was in a wheelchair, it stood to reason he couldn't swim. Before she could do anything, Aiden quickly ran along the beach into the water, grabbing both the chair and the boy. She breathed a sigh of relief as the hyenas continued to howl.

She was about to walk over there and help Aiden with Chester when Aiden started confronting them. She shouldn't be surprised about that either. He seemed like a nice guy. However, it wasn't until he swung at him that things went too far. Soon the other guys were on Aiden in an instant. She quickly ran over to the scene, "Hey! Quit it! Leave him alone!" She didn't imagine her words would work, but she wasn't without her own protection.

As she got closer, the beating stopped. Had her words worked? No, it seemed something else entirely. Aiden looked around and Whitney saw it too. Blood. Not just from the fight, but blood pouring out of one of the assailant's eyes. She felt nauseous looking at it. She quickly took a sip of the punch, hoping its carbonation would help settle her stomach. However, Aiden screamed once he locked eyes with her.

Spit out the punch!

She quickly did so, but she could still feel the same spark. She looked around her as other people began to have blood pouring out of them. Soon, panic came over her. She took a few deep breaths. Had this been another prank gone wrong?

She looked at Aiden, with a look as if to say "Am I going to die?"

Strange New Waters - Concluded

Millicent Clarke

Location: Port of Tortuga

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She stepped towards the edge of the ship as it pulled into the port. She watched the men scramble around as they got the ship ready for docking. She walked up to the captain who was shouting orders to his crew. He glanced over and smiled at her. He had almost no teeth left, "Well miss, here we are. Can't understand why ye be wantin' to come here, but we made it." Millicent nodded and looked out at the port. It was busy it seemed with other ships there. "The reasons are my own, but I am grateful none the less. Remember our deal though. I was never here." The man laughed, obviously oblivious to her veiled threat, but she shrugged it off. She had already paid the man in full. Her things would be sent to her new place.

Once the ship was properly docked she stepped off. She wandered past a few people running along. A few sideways glances thrown her way made her grin. It seems it didn't matter where she was, she still attracted attention. Which was good. Considering what she was aiming to accomplish here, attention on her in this way would be best. She thought about where she should go first. The tavern always seemed to be the best bet for getting information.

As she continued, she heard someone call out her name. "Strange," she thought to herself. No one should recognize her. She looked around to see where the voice came from. A group of slaves was working and she saw a man looking her way. Sure enough, it was someone she actually knew. What were the chances? It was the Doctor she saw not long ago. The one who asked too many questions for his own good. This would not do. She quickly turned around and kept walking. The man would not blow her mission here. If he continued, he would be getting a visit soon. Though it seemed he was already in over his head.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

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Mei Qiáo

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Location: Newhope - Town

Mei continued to eye the actions of the brown haired girl closely, but she had to admit she wasn't expecting much. It seemed like she was heading back to the ship. Which was good as it meant she could ascertain the best way to get on board. However, before she knew it, a man had collided with her, sending them both to the ground. Mei wasn't a stranger to the streets and often thieves like to fake "accidents" in order to steal. She eyed the man closely to see if he would take her money or anything else of value.

It seemed to not be the case though. The man was just a klutz. She eyed the encounter warily though. She wasn't obligated to the woman, of course, but still, she didn't like seeing people taken advantage of if they didn't deserve it and as far as she knew, the woman didn't deserve it. IF she were Alliance, the chances may increase that she does deserve it, but until there was proof in front of her she had no reason to suspect otherwise.

The man was interesting, to say the least. She would keep an eye on him until her quarry moved.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Lilith St. Sebastian

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Location: Cirque Anomaly
Interacting With: "The Audience"

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She was often asked to lead the show. She wasn't the main act and that suited her just fine. She knew she wowed the audience with every performance. So she stepped up to the center of the ring. A target placed across from her. She tried not to look at the man in the lab coat. He still gave her the creeps. So she pretended to be in front of a live audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen. I have with me some very sharp, very dangerous knives. They can easily cut anyone who gets in their way, so for your safety, I ask you remain seated unless you really want a haircut for cheap." She let the imaginary laughter die down before she continued. "Now, I would like to ask for a volunteer from the audience. Could be anyone. Big, short, man, or woman. Anyone brave enough to face me?"

She eyed the man in the lab coat. This would have to do. She beckoned him, "You sir! How about it? I promise I don't bite. Much." She grinned wickedly. If the man did have any weird things going on, she hoped this would settle him down. Perhaps even scare him.

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

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^{Monday, August 21ST - 10:21 PM | Corsair Cove}

Whitney had to give the boy credit. He was trying his best not to stare at her chest, which instantly put him leagues above some of the other guys here. As she shook his hand, she could feel the calluses that one often got from hard work. That and his dialect meant he must come from the farm life. He probably played sports and was the town darling. Full ride scholarship, tons of girls worshiping him.

"No Whitney, stop it. This guy is actually nice. While it may be true, don't immediately write him off," Whitney chastised herself in her head. She had to stop doing that. Aiden seemed like a nice enough guy. She would give him the benefit of the doubt until he proved otherwise.

"I've lived in California my whole life, but we live about an hour from here. Haven't been to this city ever really, but I hear nice things. The sunset being one of them. I can't wait to see it and take a photo of it. I hope it's as beautiful as they say." Whitney realized she was sharing a bit too much with the handsome stranger she just met.

Before she could ask him a question, he nearly spurted out his drink before offering to get her something. She had to admit, that was kind of cute. He was definitely the farm boy, raised in a good home. Points to his parents for raising him right. While she was definitely for equal rights and he was not obligated to get her anything (she could get herself a drink if she so wanted), she would be lying if she said she didn't like it when a guy treated a girl right. "It's ok. You don't have to get me anything just because. I will take you up on your offer for some of that punch though. Just once glass though. I have a feeling it's spiked pretty heavily and I don't envision seeing myself get drunk before school even starts."