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Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: C.Os Office (Level Three) -> The Lounge (Level 2)
Skills: N/A

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Tinley fought a wave of disgust as it passed over her. She gingerly stood up. No amount of hot showers would make her feel clean, she realized. She shook her head. "There's something I need to do first." With that, she stormed out of the office and made a beeline for the Lounge. Anyone that dared get in her way was pushed back or knocked over. Whatever peace had been instilled in Tinley during the course of training had broke.

Once in the lounge, she saw her prey. "Agents Sparks and Raynor, front and center. NOW!" Once the two had moved over to her and in front of her, she made sure she had the attention of the room. "Look, what you two dumbasses do in the privacy of your dorms is your thing, but I don't wanna see any googly eyes, flirting, hanky-panky or all of the above on a mission or so help me I will kick your sorry asses from here to fucking Asgard! And for the love of all good and holy, do not FUCK in the C.O's OFFICE! Do I make myself clear?"

She didn't bother waiting for a response. "That goes for all agents. I get we are grown-ups and have needs, but we are also what stops Hydra from taking over the world, so if I catch ANYONE in any form of the Kama Sutra, I will send you to your gods myself. GOT IT? Now, we are going to be going to Latveria on a covert mission to stop illegal arms trading. Get prepped and get ready. I need everyone at their best." She glared at Sparks and Raynor again before turning to leave the room to head to the showers. She needed one. Badly.

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Tempest Renroir

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Location: The Lounge (Level Two)
Skills: N/A

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Tempest waved the comments away. "Psh, like they could stop me if they tried. I was actually referring to hacking Hydra's servers. Though SHIELD needs to up their security too, now that you mention it, but they did catch me before. I got better though." Before she could continue, a blonde bombshell (literally) exploded into the room and chastised two of them. It seems they had been doing the dirty and now bore that load.

Once she was gone, Tempest let out a loud whistle. "Yikes, someone snapped her stilettos, huh? Anywho, Latveria eh? I can probably see about getting some intel before the mission, should anyone wish. Other than that, down to play some Mario Kart or Fortnite to pass the time? Anyone?" She sighed, she would be the only gamer, it seemed. "Then I'll get to hacking then."

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: Bruce's Residence

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Myth could already tell these two would be a handful, but she imagined that made like interesting here. If only Bruce was back. She had tons of questions for him. Questions that these two should not answer. She was still reeling from the idea that she spent the night with a god. And not just any god, a god of legend from her home.

She definitely needed food. "I'm kind of hungry, actually. I don't suppose there's food around here? I'm a bit unsure if gods need to eat, and whatnot." She waited for the two to help her, but she was definitely in the mood for something hearty. She had a feeling she would need the energy. And a lot of it.

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Port Witch Coven Safe House/Antonije's Observatory

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Fleur had managed on her own, but perhaps Constance was correct. She shouldn't handle this on her own. Not all of it, anyway. Still, she did what she intended. Truly, the time stone was powerful. It would be a useful tool, but one to approach cautiously, perhaps. It seemed like it could go sideways, as all Magyk could. Though seeing the surprise on Antonije's face as well as Bruch certainly made it worthwhile.

Fleur looked back at the machines that plagued this place. She had no use for such things. "He may take it all, I have no issue with that. Just know that if you come and attack my coven again. And I mean ALL of my coven, I will use whatever is necessary to take you down. Your power does not scare me. It merely inspires me." She glared at Antonije, "This will not be the last you see of me, dear. Have fun." With that, she watched as Bruce and Antonije disappeared.

She turned back to Constance. "We have our work cut out for us, it seems. We should gather everyone and explain how things will be around here. Get started on adding Magykal protections around the perimeter. Strong ones so we don't get another nasty surprise. Then we begin training. I want all able-bodied witches and warlocks to be trained fully to protect this place. And lastly, we need to bury Nera. I promised her I would."

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Debutante Blush

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Location: Shadowell Grounds - Seat E -> Shadowell Manor: Front of Manor Outside
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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Blush had been eager to get moving ever since that first chair flung off into parts unknown. Really, how anyone could be comfortable sitting back down was beyond her. What kept her truly most sane was having the lovely Miss Creme next to her. Her optimism was incredibly cute and dashedly naive. Of course there was more to worry about. If this lot was summoned here for much the same reason she was then they were in for quite the evening.

Once the train had stopped she quickly got up as others began to exit the train for the manor. "Come petal, the manor awaits." She had been eager to move around ever since their new arrival came. She seemed to be the beacon of attention for most, if not all, of the people here, but they were of no value. Once she stepped foot outside, she followed the others towards the front of the manor and marched straight up to the lovely lady, others be damned.

"Pardon me, my dear, but I cannnot help but say hello. You are quite the lovely creature. Pay these others no mind, darling. I can offer better companionship than most. I hope the journey wasn't too stressful for you, what with that chair being rocketed upward. If you need anything, and I do mean anything I hope you will let me know." Blush added with a sly wink.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Sister Genevieve

Location: Main Street (E8)
Skills: N/A

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Genevieve nodded and listened as only one introduced herself. Truthfully, she couldn't blame them. After all, she was a stranger and she was certain they hadn't seen many like her before. For all they knew, she was truly a heathen hoping to lead them to their demise. They were looking for supplies and stopped to help her? Truly, God was watching over them because with the rain, it would have been messy handling it for herself. Oh she would have done it, but it would have been tricky.

That is when things went downhill. The massive truck she had admired didn't seem to be working. She got the sense this was a big deal. The truck offered protection. She couldn't imagine even the second coming of Jesus would open the truck up. "I am truly sorry about this." It was all she could offer. She had no vehicle to speak of.

Ash came over to her and read off his spiel. She got the sense he had been waiting to do this and that the breaking of his trusted truck was the straw that broke the camel's back. She listened before she responded, in kind. "You are right to be untrusting, but I truly mean no harm. I don't have much, but I am sure there are some supplies left in the church I was resting in. Other than that, I will help out. I can't help but feel God put me here to meet you lot and provide what assistance I could." Before she exited the truck to prepare for their journey, she turned back to Ash. "As for killing me? You can certainly try." She gave a warm smile before she stepped out to wait for the others before they got moving.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Faith Masters

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Location: Ville au Camp - Main House - Room 102: Library/Study
Skills: N/A

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The journey up until the point she stepped food into the library was...curious. Not shortly after she finished training with Evelina (and hoping to mop up the disappointment she caused after the club) that Eve came to her and...hugged her. It was unexpected considering she was sure that Eve hated her. But yet, she showed her emotion and care that Faith hadn't felt before. It was almost like a mother hugging her child. Faith didn't want it to end.

But it did. And that was the last time Faith saw her.

So sitting in the library, Faith took the envelope that Alicia handed out and she opened it and looked at the comments to her weeks of training. She expected bad news. She almost yearned for it, but to her surprise, the words were...kind. More kind than she deserved. True, there were comments about her attitude and her ability to work with others. She knew it was coming. She glanced at Bart, aware that the boy and her had grown together during training. That was progress. It wouldn't happen overnight, of course, but she would work on herself. She had to be better than she was. Wasn't that what all of this was for anyway?

She put her list away as others talked about Evelina, she noted that the Emendators and Belladonna spoke in languages she didn't understand. "Look, we're all concerned about where she went, but do you think you could talk about it in languages we all understand? Secret keeping is not something we should be doing now if we hope to find out what's going on. Like..the last time I saw her she hugged me randomly after our last training session and then...walked off. She seemed all right though, but then again she rarely showed that kind of emotion with me."

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Priya Khurana

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Location: Funeral Home
Skills: N/A

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Priya was thankful the children were leaving. It honestly impressed her that they could be that creepy. They had to know what they were doing, right? That or she was now caught in some horror movie now. Truthfully, Priya was trying to think about anything else other than what was being discussed. She felt like an outsider observing, but she also didn't feel comfortable leaving Riley alone to deal with this. As much as she knew of Ryan's reputation, Priya couldn't help but feel this was all a bit too convenient. Then again, it may be her detective brain working overtime.

Priya took out her phone as the others talked and sent some quick texts to Roy. She was curious about what the man was doing now that she was here. "Hey, still with Riley. Surprising news for her. Sister was married and had kids apparently. Dealing with it now. How's everything on your end? Priya was desperate to get back to the case at hand, but she promised she would be here for Riley.

Then something hit her and she had to smack herself for being so stupid. It was when she was outside with Riley. There was something off about it and she didn't piece it together until now. "I'm going to head outside real quick. Felt I left something." Priya didn't bother waiting for a response, instead she went out and checked. Sure enough, bloody footprints. She should really turn in her badge. And the footprints led to another odd sight. A balloon in a tree. Priya stepped off and followed the footprints. Now that she was back in full force she was ready to tackle whatever this was. Something in her gut told her this was...off.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Colette de La Fontaine

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Location: On the Open Sea
Skills: Language -English

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Colette looked down at her attire. It was oddly charming. At least it was better than her wet clothes. The fact she was recognizable for her class was a bit off-putting, but then again perhaps the ship captain doesn't see many like her and lumps them all together. Either way, she read her fairly well. Colette was impressed. "It was the only vessel we could afford at that moment. Monsieur Kildragon was kind enough to accompany me or I may not have even managed to get on a ship." For better or worse. She had insisted on coming along.

At the captain's comment about her escaping, Colette looked into the woman's eyes with a sort of fire. She was about to defend herself and claim she had no idea what the woman was talking about. But it did occur to her that, perhaps she was. After all, she had come to England for that sole reason. Escape. "I...yes. Escape is a good word for it, I suppose. My life back in France would not be what I hope for myself. Boring, I believe is the word. Wed to a man I cannot love and will not love, despite how it would help my family. But I should not bother you with my troubles."

Colette chuckled to herself. She opened up more than she thought she would to a perfect stranger. The woman just had an air about her. "You seem to know this though. Am I such an easy person to read?"

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Finley Alestair

Location: Finley's Home

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Now that she was thoroughly embarrassed by her grandfather, she didn't dare make eye contact with Declan. It was awkward enough having your crush alone with you in your room but now it was out in the open. She quickly latched on to her grandmother's question, thankful to be out of this conversation. "Uneventful really. Though we do have plans later. Got a few friends together for some event at the lake. Won't be out too late."

They didn't need to know what was up. Her grandparents had never truly approved of her father's career and if they heard she was working on solving the case then they would forbid it. She finished up her meal quickly. "In face, we should get going soon. Don't want to be late and miss the others."

Rise of the Evos

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

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^{Wednesday, August 18th - Seattle, Washington}

Quinn stared back at Janelle, wondering why the other two haven't responded to her. Granted she was just teleported from New York to Seattle so it wasn't out of the realm of possibility that she was invisible to everyone except Janelle. "Um, yes. The dream is one of those things. I take it you had one too and if that is the case, do you have...abilities unlike the regular person?"

Quinn was ready to bolt at a moment's notice. For all she knew, the people here were in line with the killer or killers and she didn't want to stick around if that was the case. But how could she get back to New York? Did she need to click her heels three times and wish really hard? She would laugh at her own joke, but now was not the time.

Experiment X

Mythri Naidu

Location: Xavier's Mansion

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"That's an understatement." They needed more training, no questions asked. Especially now that the others arrived to note they had been attacked. Mythri's suspicions and fears were confirmed. They would now be targeted and what's to stop them from targeting others close to them? She was having second thoughts again.

"Look, if we are going to do this then we need to do it fast. And are we protected here from attacks like this? And what about our friends and family? I can handle having a target on my back but I will not have one on those I care about too." It was one thing to fight back, but another to needlessly include others into your fight that had no business being there in the first place.