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Strange New Waters - Concluded

Millicent Clarke

Location: Port of Tortuga

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The Captain had done what she figured he would. She wasn't expecting an easy way to obtain her goals, but that was fine. In fact, it was more fun than anything. She was, after all, a woman of lowly status. Regardless of that, she appeared to be your average lady. If only these men knew what she could do to them, they wouldn't be looking down at her like they were now, chuckling in their own piss-stained clothes.

Before she could comment on what different ways she could flay the men, a woman stepped up and offered to by Jon. Millicent had to hold back from rolling her eyes. Another person in this bidding war? She looked to see a young, blonde haired girl. She could hardly believe a woman that looked like her would be here of all places. However, it wasn't until she spoke her name that Millicent put some pieces together.

Alice Blackwood. That Alice Blackwood.

Having gone around in the circles of the upper class, Millicent knew of Alice Blackwood. She could hardly believe she was here. She almost forgot why she herself was standing here until she looked over to Jon, who was now a somewhat free man. The question that remained was: would Alice free Jon or keep him for herself? She eyed the woman up and down before slyly grinning.

Things were about to get very interesting, it seemed.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Lilith St. Sebastian

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Location: Cirque Anomaly
Interacting With: Faust

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Lilith looked in awe at the cards. Three death. The chances of that were...less than ideal one would say. The spirits themselves that swirled around appeared angry, malicious, scared. This didn't bode well. Faust stood there, obviously nervous having just brushed with death in the form of knives cleaving towards his head. Now she had to lay on the bad news that the spirits were warning him that death was imminent. Or perhaps not. Often times when people received the Death card, they jump to the conclusion that it truly means death. While it could happen, it is not always the case.

"The spirits feel that not one, but three Death cards are your future. Now, do not fear Faust. The Death card doesn't mean death in that way. It has multiple meanings, such as the need to move on from unhealthy attachments or that you will experience a sudden, dramatic change in your life, for better or worse. It also signifies the need to change. There may be something in your life you need to change in order to grow."

"I will not lie to you, Faust. The fact three death cards appeared is almost unheard of. There may be darkness on the horizon, but you need not be afraid." She hoped her words were calming, even a bit. She pitied the man who was probably now more scared than he was before. She walked over to the target to retrieve her knives before addressing the audience. "That is my show, ladies, and gentlemen. I will be in my tent later if you would like your own reading or communication with the spirits. I bid you all a good night." She gave a small curtsy before she walked off.

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

Josephine Clark

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Location: Qasr El Nil Barracks

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Josephine threw her hands up and stepped back. She wanted to help, but it seems that the fat man just didn't want it. She was good at reading people and the man was still clearly not a fan of hers, despite multiple attempts to get on his good side. Stubborn, old fool. Aziza comforted her and she took a deep breath before smiling and nodding. The important thing was to get Vera safely away and awake and get her the medical attention she needs.

What was the cause of this though? She knew some women fainted to gain the attention of men (though she doubted Vera was the type to do so). Could it be the heat? Was it something she ate? Did she drink too much? Either way, she remembered that Vera didn't look too good when she walked in before. Curiosity usually got the best of her. She would have to find out later. She walked over to Haakon, who seemed to be deep in thought. No doubt his journalistic mind was going absolutely mad.

"Darling, you look like you are thinking. I wonder if we perhaps share similar thoughts. The arrival of Mr. Drake along with Peter and Vera, Vera fainting and Peter walking away before it happened. It could all be chalked up to coincidence or it could be this "curse" everyone is so keen on talking about. Either way, there's more going on here that meets the eye. We need to get to the bottom of it."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Tiffany Lyle

Building 2 (Mess Hall)

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Clean up? Christ, she didn't want to think about that. It had to be done, of course, they couldn't all continue living knowing (and probably smelling) the dead bodies of their former friends/allies. She wasn't asked to help with that, for which she thanks whatever god was watching over them. She would have helped if asked, but she damn sure wouldn't have liked it. Ray was thankful to have her to talk to and vice versa. She didn't have many people she felt comfortable confiding in, but Ray was one she knew she could always go to.

Tiffany had already mapped out her route to letting people know what happened. It wouldn't hurt to have Ray come along. "Sure, if you want to come you can. We don't have too many to tell, plus I imagine word will get around eventually, but it would be best to make sure they hear from us rather than through the grapevine." She continued to eat, glancing over at the other tables. They all were at a wedding the other night and now they had to deal with the aftermath of this tragedy.

Target practice was definitely needed. She felt she was getting sloppier as the days went on. She felt weird not having her bow on her person. Considering ammo was scarce, it made the fact she could make arrows even more urgent. She would have to make some more soon. Maybe after practicing? She finished eating and waited for Ray to finish. "Ready to head out?"

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

I will post later tonight or tomorrow in the morning.

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

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

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^{Tuesday, August 22ST - 10:17 AM | Santa Celia General Hospital}

Whitney waited for Aiden's reply before the door opened and the doctor stepped in. He ushered Chester and Aiden out of the room as she waved goodbye to them. The doctor looked over his clipboard for a bit before speaking. She was never usually nervous in hospitals, but she wasn't comfortable being in one, especially with all that has happened.

Once the doctor explained what happened, her stomach did flip flops. She never took drugs in her life. It wasn't because she was a goody-two-shoes and never wanted to try, she just hated seeing what drugs did to people. It was their life and if you wanted to use them, more power to you. She preferred to remain as sober as possible. The occasional drink didn't hurt anyone, but it was those that went overboard that caused problems. Plus, she wanted to focus on her budding career and her future.

Still, the thought that some new drug swam in her body and she wasn't affected made her feel kind of powerful. It was a shame something this awful had to happen to show her that her blood was unique enough to avoid the effects of the drug. The doctor explained that he wanted more samples to help develop a possible cure. She wanted to help, but at this point in time, she just wanted to leave.

"I want to help Doctor, but all I really want to do is go back to school and put this day and yesterday behind me. I'll let you know when I change my mind." Survivor's guilt was hitting her hard, but she wanted to get out.

Soon after the doctor left, Chester and Aiden came back in and tossed her some shirt. She picked it up and read it and couldn't help but grin. It was some campy tourist t-shirt she normally wouldn't be caught dead wearing, but since her alternative was her bikini top and she would have to walk in public back to school, this was the best bet. She smiled at the two boys who had shown her such kindness. "It's perfect. Thanks guys. Yeah, I'd rather get changed alone if you don't mind."

Soon as they left, she got out of her bed and took off her gown. She realized at that moment she didn't have a bra with her. So she put on her bikini and tossed the shirt over it and put on her shorts and shoes. Once she checked herself in the mirror (most girls did), fixed her hair, she stepped outside and looked for the boys. When she saw them she made her way over. "All right, I'm ready. Are you guys heading back to campus? Want to head there together?"

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

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

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^{Tuesday, August 22ST - 10:12 AM | Santa Celia General Hospital}

Whitney looked up as the door opened, expecting to see the doctor to discharge her. Instead, Aiden walked into the room along with the boy in the wheelchair. She hadn't expected to see him. Judging from his clothes, he must have been discharged out of the hospital too. Which means he came just to see her. That surprised her, considering they just met, but perhaps he felt guilty. He shouldn't feel guilty though. He had no way of knowing some drug would be added to the drinks there.

"Apart from a headache and seeing my class bleed out of their eyes, I'm doing surprisingly well." She hated sounding morbid, but it was true. She watched people in her class die in front of her and she and Aiden were the only ones who survived. She thought about Madison. Was she alive? She hoped so, perhaps she found some guy to make out with and they left together.

She hadn't really paid attention to the other boy, but he quickly introduced himself. "Whitney Carter. I wish we could have met under better circumstances. The nurse said I'm going to be discharged soon, but the doctor has to see me first."

Aiden muttered something under his breath and she looked over. He was acting kind of weird, but that was to be expected when you entered something traumatic. She adjusted herself when she realized she was without proper clothing. All she had was her bikini top. She sighed. She wanted to get back to the school, shower, get dressed, and resume why she came here. She hated parties and this was just another reason to. She wanted to forget about last night.

"Hope I get released soon. I want to head back and just...forget this."

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

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Mei Qiáo

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Location: Newhope - Town -> Docks

Mei was just about fed up with this romantic comedy scene unfolding in front of her. She had very little patience for waiting so she bid the both of them a silent farewell as she made her way back to the docks. She would have to think of something else. Perhaps there were others on the ship that could be of some use? Perhaps she should sneak on board? Either way, she needed to get whatever information she could glean from the ship and be on her way.

As she approached the ship, she watched it for a bit to make sure nothing else was going on. As far as she could see, there were a lot of boxes, but nothing else going on. Perhaps this was just a cargo run? Maybe they were exchanging ships? Either way, she didn't much care. She made her way towards the ship, keeping an eye out for any other Alliance personnel or local law enforcement. Once she figured the coast was clear, she said a silent prayer to herself before slipping through the door and into the cargo bay, ducking behind some boxes at the first chance she could get.

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

@Lady Amalthea Fantastic!

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

Before I post I have a question. What could one see from outside the ship? Is the cargo bay open to viewing? Are there other things going on outside the ship (moving cargo out, for example)?