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🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Colette de La Fontaine

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Location: Preston
Skills: Language -English

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Colette had to admit she was a bit miffed at Fyror's reaction. She apologized purely for her taking charge when she really should have taken a step back, but she did not apologize for asking the other ships if they would be willing to take them on. What were they to do? With safety in mind, how would this small vessel compare to a Naval or Merchant ship? It seemed a smart idea to ensure they would make it to their destination alive and well.

She bit her tongue though. It would not do them well to get into a fight and Fyror did have a point (albeit, a small one). Instead, she settled into her seat and tried her best to close her eyes and rest. Fyror could do his own thing, she wanted off this ship as fast as possible.

However, rest did not come easily. She didn't enjoy travel by boat, but this experience was something a bit more. She could feel...something. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up in attention as if a Queen was passing. She stood up, uneasily, and looked around. Something felt off. Part of her wanted to catch up to Fyror and ask him, but she was also defiant in that nature too. Maybe it was just the weather outside? Surely if something were wrong, the Captain would tell them?

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

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Vara's Office
Skills: N/A

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Josephine eyed the others as the cat hissed, almost as if the beast was speaking to them, suggesting that perhaps there is danger in reading books. Then again, if you had asked her before all of this, she would have called you crazy and suggested writing a script based off that insane idea. Now, it seemed more likely than ever that mysterious forces were at work and, perhaps, the book in question was the culprit? She wouldn't dare share those feelings with Vera though. The woman was clearly beating herself up already, Josephine didn't want to add to that.

Then that man from the other day entered and spoke about his own branding. Josephine idly glanced at her own mark before turning up to gaze at the man, wondering what Vera would make of this. Was it because they lost Haakon? Or was it because these new people entered into the scene and were now chosen? Either way, it seemed too much of a coincidence. "More marks? Seems others are being roped into this adventure."

Josephine was still of the mindset that there was another player in this wicked game. Someone, possibly one of their own, orchestrating everything. Haakon's death, Peter's death. Whether it be mortal or otherwise, she was invested in figuring this out.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: Sci-Tech Building 4 - Phase Three HQ: Virtual Training Session
Skills: N/A

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It was now or never really. While the other team secured the virus, they had to clear the upper floors and thanks to Sabretooth, at least they knew what to expect. The man sat down, but glared at them. She returned with a look that could kill before she turned back to her team. Hale was right, it was best not to tell their plan in front of Sabretooth, just in case.

Tinley listened to her teammates come up with their plans and each had a good point. Some of them crossed over too. Hale even used his telepathy superpower, which impressed Tinley. So far, the team was proving to be more than she initially thought. Not that she would ever tell them that, lest it get to their heads.

"That's a solid plan. Agent Nikolova, could you accompany Agent Hale to the security room then? I would feel better knowing someone was watching his back and your abilities are useful, should you run into enemies. The rest can follow me upstairs. Primary objective for us is the hostages, but I imagine we may run into more than Quicksilver up there, so be prepared." With that, she broke the team up, confident Agent Nikolova could handle the escort mission. It wasn't a dig at her either. Compared to the rest of the team, they needed someone Tinley knew full well could handle themselves and, so far, Agent Nikolova has shown that. She wanted to keep Agent Sparks with her. Just a hunch really.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Port Witch Coven

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Fleur ignored the fact she could feel Luna slipping away. It didn't matter in the end. If anything, they sent a message across: "Don't mess with the Port Witches."

Fleur looked at the hairpin in her hand. A tool with the power of time? The possibilities for this were, ironically, endless. She could do a whole lot with it, but it was a bittersweet moment that she obtained such a valuable tool only for her to lose Nera in the process. "The only death I would reverse is yours. Is that possible?" Fleur hoped, but she had a feeling it would not be so easy. Plus, she had no idea how to work the instrument anyway.

Constance entered the room and Fleur was aware that she may have looked a tad odd, standing in Mal's room not doing anything. Constance couldn't see Nera, so Fleur faced the woman. "We are victorious then. Let us wait until the dust settles outside before we gather our things and move."

Fleur clutched the item in her hand before turning her head to Nera's ghost. "You're right though. It is our time."

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Myth the Muse

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Location: The Winking Duck Tavern

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Myth could tell the women were talking about her, but she couldn't give a rat's ass quite frankly. Hell, it meant people were talking about her. What more did a bard want than word of mouth passing along (though she wished it was in a language she could understand). Still aware she was in the man's lap still, she eyed the women as they moved quite quickly and grabbed the other woman's things. Was it Magyk perchance?

"Quite all right, handsome. Those two seem like they would be tons of fun to hang with. Never a dull moment, eh?" As they returned the woman's belongings, Myth decided the man had enough torture and stood up. "Speaking of fun, I believe I mentioned a song?" Myth strode up to the "stage" in the bar, and faced her captive audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome. You are in for a real treat. I am Myth the Muse, eager to entertain the masses. I don't normally take requests, but perchance, does anyone have a song request? Or a topic maybe? I can wing it with the best of them."

Rise of the Evos

Q U I N N P E T E R S O N:

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - New York City, New York}

Quinn thought about it, but having more than one person made more sense. Unless this individual was a world traveler, able to get from state to state, possibly country to country, in order to commit these murders, it had to be more than one person. Or...if it was one person, perhaps it was someone who could transport? Maybe they had powers and Olivia was right. Maybe they stole powers.

"Individual or group, you may be on to something. Maybe I should contact the wife again and ask if her husband displayed any abnormal abilities. Something a police report wouldn't say. If this person or persons are stealing powers, then they may have the ability to transport and who knows what else. Either way, Claire should be made aware for her own safety."

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Finley Alestair

Location: Abandoned House

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Finley nodded agreement at their plan. Hopefully, something would happen tonight. That was one thing she hated about her visions: they almost never dictated when it would happen. Was there even proof that she could prevent such a thing? The one thing she dreaded was seeing someone being killed and not being able to stop it. She hoped she saved the police officer's life, but she couldn't do much other than warn him. It wasn't like she was going to stake out his house every night.

She turned to Declan. Happy to be left alone with him. "Mind if I catch a ride home with you then? I'll ride my bike to the lake tonight, but I wouldn't mind a nap. I have a huge headache now." A lot of information was being taken in at once and Finley needed time to process it all.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Tiffany Lyle

Location: Hordebuster
Skills: N/A

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Tiffany propped herself into the front seat next to Ash. She didn't even think twice about it, she just took a seat in the first place she could. And she was thankful they were in the Hordebuster given the fact they had an oncoming horde to get away from. She had managed to get some decent rest also, so she was prepared when Ash issued out commands to them. Tiffany looked around and found a map easily enough and opened it up.

It took her a few minutes, but she located where they were and plotted out the course. "Found us. Ok, here's the route." She delayed it out to Ash, making sure Jack was in the loop as well in case she got it wrong, but she was fairly certain. Having spent a decent portion of her time here in this area, she knew the general location.

Tiffany hoped the others were ok. Riley and Niesha in the back. Tatiana in the place they were heading to (hopefully). And Ray and the others in the safehouse, unaware of them and their predicament.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Stark Tower: Home Theater Room

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Allison didn't quite frankly care about Folly's backstory. If anything, it solidified her opinion that the girl was a danger to herself and those around her and it was best that she be put away so as to not to potentially kill someone else. Really, the girl is resistant to medication so any help that can be offered is nil! Ayita's thoughts entered her own, which meant Ayita didn't want to share with the others in the room. So Allison thought back to her, "With all due respect Ayita, you are nowhere near the level she is. I can get behind defending friends, but I also believe in letting friends know when they screw up. And Marygold continues to screw up."

Allison exited the thought as Charlie mentioned Sara again. The others would be leaving soon anyway, so it may be too late. "The others might be gone already, so we need to do something else. I cannot sit idly by as she sends another team to their deaths. Is there a way to track them?" If Allison couldn't go with, she could at least make sure she knew where they were to jump into action when things inevitably went wrong.

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Sara Grey

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Location: Stark Tower

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Sara didn't care really about what Mary thought. They were not in a position to turn down help when it came, especially given the magnitude of what they were dealing with. "We need help. It's time to face that fact. We are going in with a small team and going to see a man who very much wants us dead. If I hadn't contacted Aunt Jean, you should have." It wasn't ill-intentioned, because Sara could understand the pressure Mary was facing, but at some point one needed to know when they couldn't handle things on their own.

But it seemed the time had come for them to leave, so she followed the others into the elevator. She didn't like this one bit, but she would do whatever is in her power to make sure they got out alive. She hated leaving the others behind, but she didn't have a choice in that either. She rolled her eyes as Guin continued to flirt with her bae. Then again, she wished she had someone there wishing her well and seeing her off. She barely knew anyone here other than Charlie, who was off with Allison and Ayita.

"Let's just get this over with. Is there a back-up plan in case things go south?"

Experiment X

Mythri Naidu

Location: Xavier's Mansion

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Mythri watched as Miranda picked up the various objects. Maybe the girl felt left out? But still, books were one thing. Knives and pencils were another matter entirely. And Xavier wasn't about to stop this. Before Mythri could voice her concern over someone throwing sharp objects at her in hopes she could defend herself with a power she hasn't had much practice in, Miranda whipped around and threw the objects at her and Katalina.

Mythri was pissed now and tried to throw up a field. It sputtered and didn't form. "Shit, not now!" She tried again, forming the sphere around her just as the pencils were mere meters away from her face. The pencils bounced off, clattering to the ground below her. Mythri clenched a fist as she held it up, holding the field, less the girl get more ideas about throwing things at her.

Once she felt it was safe, she pushed her field away before storming over to Miranda. "Are you out of your fucking mind? I could have gotten seriously hurt and you did hurt her! Is this how training is going to be here?" she asked Xavier that last bit. The very fact the man allowed this to happen already spoke volumes to Mythri.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Faith Masters

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Location: Faith's Bedroom (Room 108)
Skills: N/A

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Faith had been in bed for a bit, but she fell asleep almost immediately. The day's events had worn her out. Discovering her power, leading kids on a tour, it was a lot. She was desperate for the reset as it meant she would start work as a Paradox. Though she moved through the day with relative ease, it had only now dawned on her just where she was and how she got here. She would not go back, it seemed. She would have to find out how much that rule could be bent, because if they expected her to sit idly by as her killer roamed free, then they obviously didn't know her too well.

But she was also excited at the opportunity to be more than she was. More than the Prom Queen Zombie Killer she was in her past. More than surviving every day. She had a home, such as it was. She had food. She had people she could probably learn to tolerate to work with and interesting characters to learn from. No, she would probably not be bored here.

But would she move on? Or would she die again?