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X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: The Palace Infirmary -- The Palace: New York City, New York.
Skills: Enhanced Intuition

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Antoinette sighed and nodded, pleased to hear that the Princess was alright. She rocked herself back and forth, looking away from the newcomers and back to the still form of her friend and the Queen. Both of their chests slowly rose and fell so she knew they were still alive. It was always eerie when Carolina went under like this and projected herself into someone else’s body. It was neat when she would take over but Antoinette always had this irrational fear of it. She managed to pull her eyes away though as Allison’s story reached her ears.
Antoinette’s purple eye started to flare and she glanced at October while Allison continued to speak. Beyond her words, Antoinette would sense nothing else amiss. No flashbacks or anything of the like. The mention of people being dead in this other reality who weren’t here, worried Antoinette though. She liked her life here, they were happy and well off here. Allison’s reality sounded the complete opposite and not very welcoming.
”She speaks the truth. No matter how horrible it sounds. Why though? Why would you want that back? I mean if there are alternate realities, why not just stay here?”

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Wizard Tower Courtyard -- The Castle
Skills: Sense Magyk

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Halley’s words didn’t sit quite right with Cuyler. Of course, a lot of what she said had merit. Cuyler had felt that way and still feels that way about the Four and his mother. They were Gods, there was no way around it to him. He never expected them to answer every call but to look something over that was clearly in front of you, that was hard to swallow; especially when Halley had randomly helped return his dead friend. Perhaps it was to clear her own name and was for selfish means but she did it nonetheless. There was a sudden crack and snap of bone breaking that caused Cuyler to jump. Bruce didn’t even lift a hand but Arnora’s nose was now broken. Cuyler had never seen a nose broken that badly before and he had seen some wicked fights. He shook his head looking down at his friend.
”Should have kept your mouth shut, honestly you need to learn how to read a room girl.” He looked back up, watching Bruce’s retreating form. He had no doubt that Myth would be going with him and it seemed Thia was even inclined to follow him. Cuyler started to see some things and feel even more strongly as he looked in the direction Bruce had went. He could feel the Magyk in the air and sense a lot of it being thrown around. How peculiar but he didn’t ignore that warning sign as he looked back at Halley.
”Loki likes chaos, stirring up trouble by any means and there is a lot of it going on where Bruce is headed. I don’t know how but I can feel the large amounts of Magyk. It might be worth checking out Halley. I’m not even sure Arnora can track now,” he added. If she hadn’t started bruising and swelling from the severely broken nose, he was sure it would start soon. Then again, perhaps splitting into groups would be a good thing. Cuyler would just need to decide which group to follow. His past with Bruce’s retreating form or his present and future with Halley and his mother’s homeland.

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Amarantha

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Location: P7 ---> U7, J8 -- The Palace Courtyard
Skills: Stamina, Resistance, Psychological Deception

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Amarantha narrowed her eyes at the godsforsaken number Ayra called her by. So clearly she knew who Amarantha was but she truly didn’t know who she was anymore. Stupidly, Amarantha had hoped Apollo was wrong. ”It’s Amarantha and I know you. I knew you before you were taken.” Amarantha had been working on how to handle this moment for months. She didn’t expect it to go like this though. A new vampire, fighting the urge to drain human after human for blood and Arya, having gone full on well, Amarantha, once upon a time. Not to mention the distant pull she felt to the person who had changed her, who was now mysteriously gone.
Amarantha didn’t get a chance to further her speech before Arya Transfixed her into place and she couldn’t move, not even her head to see the destruction going on around her. She could hear though and there was still screaming and crying going on around her from her people dying. Guards and citizens alike as they were either turned or killed for food or pleasure. Amarantha couldn’t even bring herself to think about Valda and Luna. She entrusted their safety to Titan, Ahote and Valda’s guards. She would have to continue to trust them now. The last she had seen of Myrus was on Lennox’s back but there was a close sound of an explosion and a reddish haze of Myrus’s power and perhaps blood as whatever he touched exploded. The world continued to implode around Amarantha and she was stuck here, immovable by a Wizard who thought she was helping.
There was a deep sound that uttered from the back of her throat as this realization sunk in. She was now completely defenseless against the woman who was ready to kill her. However, that deep sound was hope. Why did her captors never cover her mouth? First Puck, then Rhys and now Arya. They should know better that Amarantha’s mouth was more dangerous than her hands. ”You have changed and therefore, you don’t know me anymore. But I know you. Your past, present and future. You only see what is plain to you. What you want to see. It is not so black and white as you wish it to be Arya.” Part of Amarantha’s training had been psychological in nature and she excelled in this area, perhaps just because of her dedication to her craft but perhaps because she could also shed her skin and become what she needed to be for each situation. A lover, a friend, a mother or an oracle. Whatever it was, Amarantha was hoping to take root in Arya’s mind. She did falter when Amarantha called her by her true name earlier and Amarantha wasn’t going to go out without a fight, it wasn’t in her nature.
”I know you Arya, the real you. The one who would be in battle just as you are now but would think down the line rather than the here and now. The one who would save citizens rather than sacrifice them all. You want to know my successor? Apollodora, your daughter.”

Lennox stood there for a moment, confused at the Prince’s formal release of him. He watched Myrus stumbled away but didn’t stay motionless for long. Relieved of duties to the Prince or not, Lennox was still Palace Guard and still had a duty to the Castle. He raced up behind the Prince, stopping short to take cover as the vampire exploded, leaving a talking head behind. Lennox glared at the talking head and stepped up to it. He slid his sword across his own hand, wincing from the pain of it but held it tight, blood dripping just beside the head.
“Give us information and I’ll give you what you crave,” Lennox said simply.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: Old Cottage -- Marram Marshes; The Queen’s Room --- The Palace
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Titan’s knowledge on the Marram Marshes was limited. He knew it was remote and highly dangerous. He knew he didn’t want to be here long but for the time being, it was safer here than at the Castle and his priority was keeping these royals safe. That meant, leaving the Prince behind with his guards. After Titan finished inspecting the inside terrain of the house and deeming it livable he came back to center, hearing the two women talk.
“Myrus’s health is unknown but he has Lennox and Amarantha, plus the other guards who were in the Courtyard. He will be fine. We need to keep ourselves safe and secure first. The Marram Marshes is a dangerous place to be in but out of the two options, staying here is our best option.” It wasn’t ideal though, considering they had no way of getting any information to or from the Castle in this location.

Just as quickly as she Appeared, the former Queen was gone. Her original target of ridicule having departed, she had no more to say to Ahote as she gave leave. He frowned at the now empty space. What an insufferable woman. He was suddenly glad Valda had been taken and raised by people outside of the Castle. A more worldly experience was sometimes needed to rule better.
There was an increase of terror outside the Queen’s room and Ahote made a step towards the door, ready to jump into the fray but he gave pause and looked back at the cabinet. If there was only some way to get word to them and to get information back quickly. Ahote scanned the room, looking for anything that might help. Maybe there was a jar of Magyked dirt or a book with one hundred and one ways to kill Vampires. Perhaps a vile of liquid luck.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Ezekiel Kel

Location: Dining Pavilion -- Camp Half-Blood

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Ezekiel had gone for seconds and just sat back down when Bryan joined him. He nudged his older half-brother back and smirked at his comment. He looked over at Kristen, meeting her eyes a moment and winked at her before he looked back at Bryan.
”I’m in. Let’s do it,” he said agreeing. Chiron stepped back up, announcing that Capture the Flag would begin after supper, as usual. Most often Ezekiel would try to sit out for the games and work in the tents set up for medical. There were always injuries and some that required immediate attention rather than waiting until the conclusion of the game. Today he thought he would play though. At least for as long as he could until they needed him or something.
He finished with his food and stretched out before he stood. They still needed to hear what side they would be on but Ezekiel was starting to feel a bit restless and was ready to go and get geared up for the game. He also wanted to talk to Juan and see what they could plan up for Kristen.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Luna Braddock - Glimpse

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Location: Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Luna looked between the new people she had just met, the girl who walked through a portal and the others in the Mutant Underground who she was now acquainted with and smirked. There was a lot of emotion in the room and it seemed most of the people governed themselves by it. It was highly entertaining. She took in Veil’s words, letting her take the charge that was mandated by her before Sapphire interjected. That was probably the most entertaining thing thus far. Oh, going out to check up on Luna’s information was definitely going to be exciting now. Not that it wasn’t going to be before.
The temperature dropping was noticed by Luna but didn’t bother her much. She grew up on the coast so was used to the colder temperatures, not to mention the amount of wind they had. Luna’s hair was longer before she hopped on a plane to America and it was always getting in her face. She often had it up or braided out of the way.
Sapphire walked away before Luna spoke up again. ”Everyone just seems to be a right ol’ git today don’t they,” Luna remarked, before she looked at Veil. ”If you need some time I am happy to leave and meet up with you and your chosen few tomorrow to check my information and sources.”

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Cayden Proudstar - Moonwalker

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Location: Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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”So cool,” Cayden remarked to Negasonic’s comment. A literal bomb. ”So what happens to him if he goes off then? Does he have to like, regenerate or something?” Cayden’s running questions were momentarily paused when Veil readdressed the group and caught them up to speed about Luna Braddock’s news.
”Oh, I am definitely in,” he chimed in after Negasonic. He grinned, having had an excellent time on his first mission with the group today. And this was one of the many reasons he had come out to Washington in the first place. He knew the Underground operated a bit more in secret and were more of a Mutant way-station but to get out and do something bigger every once in awhile was good too, he thought.
The room temperature started to drop and he instinctively rubbed his hands together. It took him a moment, well until Sapphire to have her outburst, for him to realize there was a bit of a showdown going on between the two ice powered girls. He frowned a little at Callie’s comment. That really was not helping matters. It wasn’t good when a house was divided. Too many things could go wrong and that’s how people got hurt.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Bifröst, Asgard ---> Wizard Tower Courtyard -- The Castle
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Cuyler was smiling slightly, stretching out as Halley relayed the information to Bruce and Myth. He chuckled to himself at the nickname and then Bruce’s protesting. He slid closer to Arnora and whispered to her.
”Twenty on Bruce.” The Bifröst then opened and he moved away from Arnora before he stepped forward and was pulled into the rainbow. It had taken him awhile to get used to this sort of travel but he had grown fond of it. He wasn’t sure he would ever be able to go back to simple boat travel but he did miss it.
Cuyler looked around, familiarizing himself with the area once again and sighed. A part of him had missed this place. The beacon that was Wizard Tower shadowed over him. He looked up further, seeing the sky and the stars. They looked completely different on Asgard. Cuyler inhaled, smelling familiar scents plus the distinct one of smoke.
”Does anyone else smell burning?” Thia growled her ascent, having shifted into her wolf form the moment they touched down. Her ears twitched and she shifted uneasily as she picked up distant sounds that Cuyler couldn’t hear.

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Amarantha

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Location: P7, J6 ---> J8 -- The Palace Courtyard
Skills: Stamina, Resistance

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Lennox jumped back when Antonjie came rushing forward and jumped the vampire in front of him. He quickly looked around him, scanning for more vampires before he refocused on Myrus. He put his sword away and walked to the Prince as he expertly charged the Vampire with enough power that would cause him to explode. His warning to Antonjie went unnoticed thought. Lennox placed a hand on Myrus’s shoulder.
“We have to go,” he urged the Prince.

Amarantha’s eyes sparkled as she watched the Fyre be lit; however, it wasn’t around who she had been hoping for. Her eyes darted to the mysterious woman who started the blasted thing and she clenched her fists. Innocents were burning and although Amarantha didn’t normally care for that sort of causality, this was somehow different.
She looked over at Oliver, deeming him not a threat at the moment and growled at him.
”Shut it.” She turned from him and moved to go to Violet when Mona came into view. Amarantha clamped her mouth and looked away, fighting the desire when Mona threw a marble at Oliver. He lit up quickly and Amarantha relaxed. Thank the gods it worked. She received two more fire marbles from Mona and spun them around in the palm of her hand. Mona made comment on her teeth and Amarantha glared at her a moment. The pulse in Mona’s neck was strong and Amarantha forced herself to look away.
”It seems I’ve been compromised but my job is far from done yet.”
She walked away from Mona, making her way to Violet. As she walked, the beating of hearts became very loud in her ears. The smell and taste of fear, of blood enhanced and only continued to escalate her need for blood. It was beginning to drive her mad but still Amarantha resisted. She reached Violet and shook her arm. ”And just what the hell do you think you are doing?! Vampires need to burn, not…” Her words were cut off as the woman’s features came into focus underneath the hood. It couldn’t be, but it had to be. Her daughter said she would be coming back.
”Arya, you’ve returned,” she said plainly. She remembered all of Apollo’s words suddenly and didn’t know how else to talk to a person who had suffered from memory loss.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: The Queen’s Room --- The Palace ; Old Cottage -- Marram Marshes
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Ahote was stunned with the Queen’s venomous words to her own daughter. He had never experienced such treatment of parent to child before. It was horrifying. Ahote stood tall, glaring down at the former Queen. He moved over when Valda walked past him in such a way that showed this woman that he would protect Valda, as a supposed servant would do, no matter from whom.
He turned his head when Valda addressed him, bidding him to follow. In all honesty, he hadn’t intended on following. He was determined to keep them safe and if he followed through, what was to stop the Vampires from getting in? He didn’t know where Myrus was. Perhaps the Prince had been taken down and now a Vampire was full of his blood and could walk into the room, rendering them all defenseless. And if he went, who was to stop them from getting to the cupboard the same as they had?
Ahote said nothing as he watched Valda disappear. He looked back at the late Queen and frowned.
”You only see glimpses, things you desire. The Queen, your daughter, is stronger and well equipped for the dangers of this world. She has already surpassed you,” Ahote said confidently.

Titan ran a finger across the table, pulling it back and wiped away the film of dust left on his fingers. He opened cupboards and quickly closed them, finding dead vermin or a disturbing smell. If they were to stay for any length of time, they would need to find food. And water. He watched the Queen appear and then shifted and crossed the room to the stairs before Luna could reach them. He climbed them first, checking every nook and cranny before the Crown Princess stepped foot on the second floor.
He still wasn’t sure where they were but it seemed the Princess had an idea. That was a start. Titan descended the stairs again and looked about the room, trying to jog his memory if he knew anything about the Marram Marshes.
“If we stay here, we will need to get supplies. At the very least water,” he said and looked towards the window.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: The Palace Infirmary -- The Palace: New York City, New York.
Skills:

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Antoinette sat in silence for awhile, watching her sleeping friend and hoping that she was getting somewhere with the Queen. She was glad October was with her, even if they both sat in silence. At least it was companionable. Prince Flynn came back a short while later and Antoinette shifted to attention. She breathed a sigh of relief. Well at least they had one; hopefully, they would be able to get the information they needed.
”And what of your sister? Princess Wanda, how is she?” She had gone after the culprits responsible for this and so Antoinette hoped she fared well. There was more commotion as another couple people entered the room. Antoinette now stood as the fiance to one of the Prince’s walked in. She cocked her head, looking to Prince Flynn curiously when Guin addressed him. What was happening now? She was rather intrigued. Who could blame her though. There wasn’t much else going on at the moment.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Ezekiel Kel

Location: The Lake ---> Dining Pavilion -- Camp Half-Blood

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Ezekiel chuckled, shaking his head before he went about his swimming adventure. It was as much as a work out as it was time to clear his head and reset. He swam about, doing laps and then would flip over and float around for awhile. The sun glowed over the water and warmed him completely whenever he decided to just float. After some time in the water, Ezekiel returned to his cabin to clean up for supper. There was much discussion about the newcomers and Ezekiel was bombarded with questions about the quest and what happened. He explained all of the kids, who the annoying ones were, who the ones with potential were and the fact that even though he was in charge, Kristen had taken over.
”I don’t care. I’m sick of always being over stepped by her. Leaders make mistakes but if I’m never given the opportunity to, how am I supposed to learn? Besides, there is always criticism and none of it is constructive or helpful by any means.” He grumbled along as he got ready and his siblings just smirked but attempted to lift his spirits. Conversation turned to the four kids who were chosen by the big three. Four of the new kids, all a child to one of the big three. Damn. Ezekiel pulled his camp t-shirt on and shook his head.
”What fresh hell this is going to be,” he commented before they all wandered from the cabin and headed to the dining pavilion.
Ezekiel dished up his food, starved and even made a bit of a sacrifice this time, uttering a small, private pray before he went and took his usual seat. They were all eating and relatively happy when Chiron started introducing the newbies. Ezekiel clapped along politely with everyone before he went back to his eating.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Bifröst -- Asgard
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A lot has changed in these last six months. Cuyler glanced down at his mini arsenal of weapons and Asgardian army. No longer was the simple boy of the Land of Lost Nights, moving from port to port to sell his wares and learning about their unique items. He listened to Halley’s words, appreciating the review of Loki and just who they were dealing with. They would have to be on their guard and if they got separated they would have to challenge each other. If Loki could really mask himself as one of them, it would probably be his best option.
”Pleasant as always Heimdall,” Cuyler greeted after his usual speech. The four of them weren’t left alone for long and Cuyler smiled as he saw Bruce and Myth approach them. Cuyler wasn’t upset by the notion of more people joining. To him, more people meant more backup and they could cover more ground.
”Myth, I barely recognized you without the little one attached to your hip,” he teased her. He gave her a side hug before he smiled warmly at Bruce. He still fangirled over the man but was at least contained.

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Amarantha

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Location: P7, J8 --> J6 -- The Palace Courtyard
Skills: Brawling, Stamina, Resistance

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Lennox stalled in the middle of the path towards the Castle. There was a fire on one side of him, vampires on the other and a vampire in front of him. He slowly bent to the ground, sliding Myrus off of his back before he rose, unsheathing his sword and made ready to fight an immortal thing. They were on their own and Lennox shifted his weight, ready to defend.
“Prince Myrus, if you find it in yourself to use your gift at any point, I encourage you to do so,” Lennox said kindly before he went forward and struck the vampire. He made his mark but the vampire made no reaction. Lennox skipped back one step, leaving enough room behind him to protect Myrus still but defend from the vampire as well.

Meanwhile, things with Amarantha could be going better but it could be much worse. She now had the vampire pinned underneath her and felt an increasing amount of raw strength and power. Couple that with her pre-existing strength and skill and Amarantha felt damn near unstoppable. The only problem seemed to be a pain in her jaw and the need to cut someone open and fill her mouth with the liquid that flowed from it. It seems when she was bitten, she was turned as well. What an interesting predicament. Amarantha held on tighter to the vampire below her as the change over took her.
”It seems I am. What a mistake that was on your part,” Amarantha noted. Amarantha was a fighter, she didn’t give into anyone or anything unless it was by her design. She leaned in, moving quickly and fangs dropped as she neared Oliver’s neck. The shift in weight though made it easy for the vampire to flip her over and have her pinned to the ground. Amarantha hissed in annoyance, sounding much more menacing now. She shifted, moving her knee up to kick the thing in its groin but it didn’t even seem phased. It was like hitting a wall with pillows.
Annoyed Amarantha looked around her, seeing a vampire on fire that seemed to turn to ash before their very eyes. The food table was also on fire. Antonjie was with Sylvi now, Lennox and Myrus were cornered and there were many dead bodies on the ground. Including Amarantha’s guard. She glared and looked back at Oliver. She went slack, relaxing a bit and stared up at the vampire curiously annoyed.
”Well since I have you, mind telling me what you are doing here? A little far from home, isn't it?" It was a common thing she did in training, teaching a few people as well. A little misdirection, pretending to be weak and admit defeat by going slack and the attacker would think they won. This was particularly true when it came to the male ego. She only hoped vampires suffered from that same affliction. Dangerous thing hope. Amarantha knew very little about Vampires but she did know they didn’t belong here. Screaming and yelling filled her ears. The smell of burning food, blood and salted tears filled her nostrils. Everything was turned up, including the sensation of clothes rubbing against her skin and the vampire pressed down on top of her. The vampire still didn’t tightened his hold on her so Amarantha didn’t wait any longer. She shifted, pushing her arms against him, using him as a counterweight and rolled them back over so she was on top and could stand up, getting away from him.
She was now beside the food table that was Magykally burning. Without hesitating Amarantha kicked the leg of the table, shattering it and the table collapsed sending burning food flying and rolling across the ground. Unfortunately it missed its intended target. She pulled out another knife and stared at Oliver before she started shouting for those around her to hear.
”Magyked fire!” Her voice carried and she hoped there were enough in the area with the ability. ”Use it on them and they will die.” Amarantha was at an impasse. If she used the fire, it could easily be turned on her and she would die. She had no Magyk of her own but she did know of something that was born with it. It was reckless and stupid but unless a miracle occurred in the next few seconds, Amarantha was going to the barracks.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: Luna’s Bedroom off The Long Walk -- The Palace
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Titan put a hand out, stopping Ahote from going any further. What was the point? They were here, safe for the moment.
“How about we think of a better plan rather than, ‘let’s go out and see what happens’ ya?” The Queen shared a similar sentiment and Ahote turned around, ready to argue and just go. He was expendable, they were not. A ghost then Appeared and Ahote was seemingly unfazed other than the fact this ghost was scolding Valda for letting men into her room. Ah, this must be the mother. Queen Meliscente. Ahote took to a sweeping bow, hoping to show a sign of respect to the former Queen.
”No ill will is intended I assure you.” There was a flash before he could say anymore and Ahote turned just in time to see Luna’s hair vanish into a cupboard. He blinked a few times, shocked.
Titan walked over to the cupboard, ignoring the others in the room. He examined the outside of it before he opened it up and was transported as well. He appeared behind Luna and quickly went about examining the room. “What do you see,” he asked Luna as he searched.
Ahote looked away from the spot where two people now vanished. There was no telling where it went or what waited on the other side. It might not even take them to the same place but there was a chance. He turned and looked at Valda. ”Go,” he instructed. There was a kindness but demand in his voice still. Ahote was still expendable but Valda wasn’t.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Luna Braddock - Glimpse

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Location: Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Luna pulled her eyes away from Veil's and looked down at the grimy floor. It was the first time she had shown anything else other than feigned indifference.
”He’s been asking me to meet with him on and off for the better part of a year. It wouldn’t be alarming if I just showed up unannounced.” Luna had no intention of joining the Hellfire club. Ever. Sure, her family was deeply connected but her desires tended to be much more neutral.
She glanced over, watching Sapphire and Havok whisper back and forth. Clearly her Aunt’s words to Sapphire meant very little on Luna’s character. Luna straightened and looked back at Veil before her attention was drawn away once again.
A man stepped forward, bursting into flames. Luna’s eyebrow rose, the only indication of interest or alarm. Overreaction much? She smirked at the other one who stepped forward to explain that was meant to be a welcome, rather than harassment.
”I have to agree with Negasonic on that front. Nonetheless, get in line. There are others before you that are having a dodgy time getting around the name.” There wasn’t much she could say about the Hellfire club. She was here, bringing up their plans and what she would do to get them in there. It wouldn’t help her case. No, they would all have to take a chance on her.

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Cayden Proudstar - Moonwalker

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Location: Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Cayden was still all smiles until they walked back into the other room and he could feel the tension. He glanced around, worried when Sunspot lit himself on fire. He jumped back startled and when Cannonball just touched him, without even flinching, his jaw dropped. He stepped up beside Negasonic and leaned in just slightly.
”How is he doing that?” He was amazed by the simple act of just touching him like that when he was all lit up. Cayden found Luna Braddock and grinned. She was still just as cool and laid back as when he first met her a few minutes ago. Damn. She was right up there with like Wolverine and some of the other infamous X-Men. So cool.
Cayden’s excitement was put on hold when there was a flash and then a split in reality seemed to open. Everyone was still in the room but now there seemed to be people in another room, speaking and then one stepped through and looked around at all the people staring at her. She was a pretty raven haired girl, who was dressed extremely well. When she spoke up and informed them of her power straight away, Cayden looked straight to Sapphire.
”Hey! Same as you. What are the odds,” he exclaimed and looked back at the portal, curious to see if anyone else would be coming through.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: The Palace Infirmary -- The Palace: New York City, New York.
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Antoinette hugged her friend back fiercely, feeling a complete comfort and state of peace from that gentle touch. She moved away though and the Prince’s voice drifted over to Antoinette. She blinked her eyes peaceably as he explained needing to go find his father. Apparently the King’s approval was still a necessary thing. Still, they had a rough go ahead and Antoinette turned to look at Carolina as Prince Flynn left. Her friend found a place to lie down and Antoinette watched as her friend grew a bit slack, starting her journey.
Antoinette shifted, pulling at the fabric of her dress and looked about the room. She wasn’t entirely confident she would be able to help as October suggested. She didn’t mess about with her power much as there had never been much need to. Up until today, she had felt safe and secure. Antoinette looked between the Queen and her friend, trying to determine who she should focus on. She wiggled her nose, a common thing she did while painting, trying to determine how she could help.