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Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Wizard Way -- The Castle
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As he walked, Cuyler whistled a small tune to himself. Something his father would whistle while they worked on the boat. It calmed Cuyler and made him feel a bit more himself, that was until some idiot stepped out of the shadows and aimed an arrow at Cuyler’s head. Cuyler looked down at his axe and then the guy. Thia sat beside Cuyler, watching the man with the arrow curiously. She didn’t seem bothered by her companions predicament. ”Really? And where did you come across such a rare find?” Cuyler tossed his axe from hand to hand, watching the thief.
Either Cuyler was feeling reckless or was just as dumb because he felt absolutely no fear or concern of the arrow pointed at his head. The man was close enough that the arrow would hit its mark no matter what, unless this man had horrible aim. Cuyler took a step closer to the man, curious as to what he would do. ”I’m afraid I have no coin to give you. None of this land’s currency at least.”

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Amarantha

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Location: The Palace Vault -- The Palace
Skills: Resistance; Stamina;

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Amarantha stalked Valda’s steps with her eyes as she walked away. The chains seemed to clink in a way that taunted her as they disappeared from the vault. It was awfully bold of Valda to do such a thing in Amarantha’s state. No one was invincible, those with power or not. After all, Amarantha had killed several witches in her lifetime. The former Queen’s killer being her most recent kill. Not that it mattered much with Valda acting like a child and stomping away with the chains with a ‘if I can’t use them, than neither can you’ attitude. Amarantha seriously didn’t have time for this but Valda wasn’t her only problem now. She saw a flash of movement and turned in time to see the glowing viola then Apollodora shoved Amarantha out of the way. It wasn’t nearly fast enough and she was still hit but the pain did not register as she fell to the ground. Amarantha looked down at her legs, seeing the bone there from where the blast had taken her flesh away. ”Well isn’t that interesting,” she commented.
Amarantha’s hunger was back and she glared up at the Prince before she rose to her feet. Luna stepped in front of her, trying to protect her from Myrus and perhaps the other way around as well. ”I am a monster Luna. Don’t get me confused with anything else,” she said. ”Now, if you don’t want me getting killed by either Mryus or Valda you will let me leave to go and feed. Or are you offering?” She looked at the last two royal members of the family a glint in her eye that did indeed suggest she was hungry. If Valda had been trying to diffuse the situation by leaving and Mryus trying to defend the royal families honor by attacking, they were doing a poor job of it. Didn't anyone ever tell them not to tickle a sleeping dragon?

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: The Palace Vault -- The Palace
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Ahote watched Valda walk from the room and sighed. Everyone could have handled this much better. Amarantha with less of a demanding attitude and Valda with less superiority. There was too much hostility in this room and it only intensified when Myrus lashed out. He shifted under Ahote’s touch and threw the viola before Ahote could stop him. His eyes widened as it just missed Amarantha but not enough to save her from any damage. Luna shifted in-between and then Ahote did the same and looked at Mryus. ”Well done,” he complimented, truly meaning it. Myrus had shown great control of his power, just not his emotion. ”But I don’t believe now is the best time. Your sister has taken the chains. Let’s follow her and plead her our case. Luna, come with us,” Ahote said and looked back at her.
As he did so he made eye contact with Amarantha. There was anger there but also sadness. She didn’t want to be the full blown monster she had been turned into but there was no getting away with what she was so it seemed Amarantha was embracing the fullness of it. Although to her credit, she still hadn’t attacked the family she was charged to protect when any one else of her kind would have. Amarantha nodded to him, telling him to take them all out of here. Ahote looked back at Myrus, hoping the prince would listen to him, even though he clearly didn’t have to.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Luna Braddock - Glimpse

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Location: The Mutant Underground ---> On The Road -- Washington D.C.
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Luna followed along behind Veil as she led them to the garage. Blending in would be a little easier said than done but Luna had a nice advantage of being a foreigner here. Most Americans seemed to love to poke fun at the British and try to talk like them. That could make her a good distraction for the others to poke around at least. As she passed her bike, Luna grabbed her leather riding jacket. That would help her blend into the bar scene a bit better. ”If you want I could try poking around into some of the patrons minds,” Luna offered to Veil. She wasn’t going to do it unless she had her okay.
Luna slid into the van and took a spot near the middle. She surveyed the group as they got in one by one. They were heavy with abilities but all of them seemed to have a bit of an anger or attitude thing going on. It would be interesting to see if they could all scrape by without getting into some sort of altercation. Luna ran a hand through her hair, sending the short locks in all sorts of directions but honestly, the look worked. They were going to a bar after all and it would be better to look the part.

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Cayden Proudstar - Moonwalker

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Location: Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Cayden grinned at Waverley and nodded. ”That’s the spirit!” He walked over and stood with her while Sapphire, their leader for the mission, spoke to Colossus about his sister and the sort of things they would need to help detox. Cayden grabbed a water bottle and offered Waverley some water to help clean out the bad taste of puke from her mouth and settle her stomach some. Although, if they showed up to a hospital with someone puking that might give them a bit more lee way.
Cayden hadn’t been to too many hospitals in his life time but he had seen a few on TV. They could be quite large and very busy in the emergency wing. Having a blueprint might help but trying to walk through that place while looking normal would be interesting as well. ”I can drive us, or find a vehicle if we need a getaway after,” Cayden offered. He had driven the van back on his first mission here just the other day.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: Top Floor Baxter Building-- New York City, New York.
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Antoinette smiled a bit and looked back at the others. She stayed near Lance, just happy to have another friend around. One she remembered. The room shifted in tension and Antoinette’s eye flared a bit from it but nothing more than that. Even if one wasn’t empathetic, it would be hard not to feel the change in the room. Pietro ran off in a swirl of wind and Antoinette couldn’t help but feel for him. ”His sister did mess with his mind and control him before we all arrived here. He could be reeling from that still,” she reminded them all.
The one who attempted to restore Pietro’s memories in a rather aggressive away continued to be hostile and Antoinette frowned. She unleashed at Guin and that was a bit much. Antoinette wasn’t close with Guin, to be honest she found Guin to be a bit intimidating and maybe she was a bit dependante or Belle to his Beast but still. ”I believe we are all entitled to a say, especially if we want to fix what has happened.” Antoinette nodded in agreement with Allison. They were all on the same side and bickering with each other wouldn’t solve the bigger problem.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Ezekiel Kel

Location: Camp Entrance -- Camp Half-Blood

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Ezekiel saluted at the new kids when Kristin introduced him as the class clown. ”Also most beautiful and best smile so don’t even try,” he said and grinned. He turned around and walked through the gate and twirled his sword around. Ezekiel managed to jump aside when Demetri came roaring through. He rolled his eyes, show off. Two can play that game, and Ezekiel would do it better. ”Oi mini Zeus, I think you’ve put on some weight man. Should lay off the peanuts ya?” Ezekiel turned, a smile still on his face and picked out one of the Empousa and raised his hand. The light answered his call and he concentrated it into a fine point before the thing lit on fire. Like holding a magnifying glass over an ant. Ezekiel released the light once the thing was dead and raised his sword, both hands wrapped securely around the handle and charged another.
More fire broke out and Ezekiel saw Jade, who seemed to see again, take out a few more with her magic of fire. Ezekiel wondered if everyone was craving a bonfire or something. He focused back on an Empousa but couldn’t get close enough to swipe off the head. Ezekiel jumped back to regroup and noticed Leda had hurt her hand. ”We can take a look at the after,” he offered her. Ezekiel would always be more of a healer than a fighter and his mentality always changed when it came to someone being injured. Besides, Ezekiel was taking this little fight with the Empousa as a training exercise.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

Cassiopeia Hood

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Cassiopeia Hood

Character Quote: Are you done? My turn.

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Character Summary

Name: Cassiopeia Smith - Hood
Aliases: Cassi; O (her sister only); Maiden name - Hood
Age: 22
Birthday: September 19, 1999
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s): Robin Hood
Birth Place: Wichita, Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Archery Instruction; Hunting Guide
Languages: English; Spanish

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Appearance

Height: 5’3”
Weight: 130 lbs
Body Type: Slender, Muscular
Eye Color: Midnight Blue
Hair Color: Strawberry Blonde
Skin Tone: White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Double ears pierced on both sides; Double Helix piercings left side; Tattoo on inside on left bicep of a bow; Calloused hands, marked up fingers from working with bow strings; Scar on her left quad.
Personal Style: Jeans tend to be a must for Cassiopeia. She isn’t a fan of leggings or yoga pants but has been known to wear sweat pants of course and plain slacks. Sweaters always seem to be a staple for her as well, and is often paired with long-sleeved shirts. In the warmer months it will be jeans or shorts that are paired with a tank top and long-sleeved shirts, plaid usually as a cover on those windy days. She also has a separate wardrobe for all the camo she has acquired over the years. Simple running shoes are a daily and most often her hair is braided back or in a high ponytail. Make-up is not a necessity but she at least knows how to dress up.

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Psychology

* Observant * Opinionated * Passionate * Aggressive * Courageous * Isolated *

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: What goes around, comes around. Cassiopeia is a firm believer in karma and all associated phrases. She doesn’t have much of a filter and speaks her mind freely to anyone. It doesn’t matter if they are listening or not. She can easily talk the talk and walk the walk. In some ways, Cassiopeia believes it is within her right to teach people of their wrongs and right them. With that lack of faith in a lot of people, to say Cassiopeia has trust issues would be an understatement. Once someone earns her trust, it is hard pressed to be broken but if it ever is, it is heart shattering. Even though she is very quick to judge and speak, she mostly stays away from conversations outside of work and family. She has a natural adventurous side, makin it so she will never back down from a challenge or new experience but she knows what she is afraid of and owns it.
Habits: Pulling on her ears, Frequent Eye rolling, Stretches with her bow
Hobbies: Archery, Hunting, Camping, Crafting Bows, Astrology/Astronomy
Fears:

• Loosing her sister
• Snakes
• Heights

Likes:

• Outdoors
• Night Sky
• Hiking
• Archery
• Quentin Tarantino Movies
• Classic Fairy Tales

Dislikes:

• Brussel Sprouts
• Being Late/People being late
• Traffic
• Loud Music
• Splinters
• Mice

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Skills

General Skills:

• Tracking
• Archery
• Cooking
• Driving
• Stealth
• Wilderness Survival

Combat Skills:

• Combat Archery
• Knife Throwing

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Dark blue jeans, light brown sneakers, dark green v-neck t-shirt with a grey and gold colour button up plaid long sleeved shirt.
• Purse/Wallet - Drivers license, house/car keys, debit card, 10$ USD, scratcher
• Pocket Knife
• String for bows
• Cell phone
• Ear buds
• Cassiopeia constellation necklace
• Earrings (six)
• Archery protection gloves

Possessions In At Home:

• Bows and Arrows
• Complete set of Quentin Tarantino movies
• Laptop
• Clothes
• Winter Gear (for camping/hiking)
• Hunting Gear
• Camping Gear
• Crafting items to make Bows
• Arm Guards
• Two cats: Fuzzy; Artemis
• Jeep Cherokee

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History

Biography: The front of Wichita Children's Home will be burned into Cassiopeia’s memory for the rest of her life. Besides a strange song and a few passing images of her childhood, that memory of when she was thirteen was the first thing she clearly remembered. It was also the start of everything for her. It didn’t take long for her and her twin sister, Layla to be adopted by a loving couple who were as sweet as could be. They definitely got lucky but after two years of happiness, their adoptive parents died in a horrible car accident. The next year they were bounced between a couple of foster homes that were pretty stereotypical in shipping kids in and out for the money, poor living, food locked away and given at random or no intervals at all. In that year Cassiopeia hardened herself pretty quickly.
With the first home, they were given care and support. Read to daily and driven to pursue things they loved to do. Cassiopeia wasn’t sure what those things were but she did like to be active and so followed sports within her school but when she lost that she didn’t have much motivation other than talking back to her teachers and running. She did a lot of running and throwing things that eventually led to near perfect aim. It was this aim that ended up getting her and her twin kicked from their third foster home. One day Cassiopeia had enough of the life that she was forced into and hit her foster parent with a rock she had picked up from outside. She even managed to leave a mark but they left a better one on her leg that has scarred and followed her.
Cassiopeia didn’t have much hope of them getting adopted again after that. They were nearly sixteen but someone was looking out for them. A younger couple who didn’t have the privilege to have their own came in and adopted them. It was a bit unexpected but the four of them seemed to click well. The couple was young and so, very active and introduced the girls to the outdoors, hunting and all things wilderness. They seemed to fall into that world easily, like they were born for it. Cassiopeia developed an act for archery and took to it like a fish in water. The silence of the forest became therapy to her and the sound of a bow string being released, music.
Once the girls turned eighteen, they worked hard to be able to move out on their own. Not because they didn’t like where they were but because it felt like that was where they needed to be. Cassiopeia thrived on her own, opting to go on solo camping or hunting trips just for the peace and tranquility. People take advantage of the natural world and the people in it, so Cassiopeia is a bit of an advocate for independence and preserving what should be left untouched. She started working at a local archery range when she was still being fostered and fell in love with teaching and seeing the moment of joy and bliss when someone hits a target. It is the only time she is ever completely happy. During hunting seasons she has also been hired as a guide, along with her sister due to their supurp wilderness skills.

Do They Remember Anything?: Cassiopeia remembers a few things, things that she surrounds herself with now so she doesn’t forget. She remembers firing a bow for the first time, how much her muscles and the arrow shook. How bad her aim was and a man laughing. She remembers forests, endless deep greens that don’t nearly look like the forests where she lives. Then there is this song that seems to follow each memory. There are no lyrics, she only ever remembers it being hummed or whistled by that same man who laughed.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Displaced - Azure Ray


Extra Information: Tinker Bell, Heroes of Olympus
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Cassiopeia Hood

”What you think is not important. It is only important what you do."

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⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

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💞 Layla Hood 💞
”Ride or die.”
It has been Layla and Cassiopeia for their entire lives. They have been each other's constant and the only steady thing in this crazy world they call life. When one falls, the other picks them up and then punches whoever pushed their sister down in the face. Only they can pick on each other, no one else.

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💙 Rose Buckner 💙
"Is it just me or does having red hair mean crazy person?"
Cassiopeia has red hair too, so make no mistake, she isn't judging Rose for that. They bond over their shared interests and Cassiopeia has a slight crush on Rose. It may just be because of how true her aim is with a bow but either way, Cassiopeia looks forward to whatever time they get to spend together. They will compete in friendly competitions, either in archery or a little hunting competition.

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The Gifted - Concluded

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Luna Braddock - Glimpse

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Location: The Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Luna nodded and rolled out her shoulders before she moved over to the group that was about to go on the bar raid. She was thankful to be chosen for this assignment as she had been leaning towards it as an option and going with Sapphire would have been a bad idea all together. She watched the others split off and listened to the one named Casper go on about his father who was Xavier as it turns out. Luna thought she recognized some things about him but it was hard to tell since there were clear signs of him being an addict as well. Luna figured he had his reasons for hating Xavier. He was a good teacher, frustrating as hell but good so she could imagine what having him as a parent may be like. Still, there were worse ones.
”What do you want us looking for?” Luna looked back at Veil, waiting for her further instruction. Luna knew what she would go looking for but that was not necessarily needed. Luna needed to knock herself down a bit. She may know Britain and the inner workings but she wasn’t proficient in America or D.C. like the locals. Back home she was given assignments and trusted to follow through with them and get the job done efficiently but here she wasn't the leader, her opinion wasn't even that vital. She would have to let her work speak for itself.

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Cayden Proudstar - Moonwalker

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Location: Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Cayden saw the flash of the portal open and as he turned to take a step to follow, it was already gone. Taking Blink and Negasonic with it. He sighed, a bit sad he couldn’t help out with that but Veil shifted him over to the medical run. Better than doing nothing back here. Cayden looked back at Waverly and watched her carefully. She said it had been the police chief and he could kind of piece two and two together. ”Do you want to stay here? Take some time?” He knew Veil assigned her to go with them on the medical run but there was no shame is saying no. Waverly was in mourning, she should be allowed to mourn. After all they managed with out her before, they could do so again.
He watched as everyone started to split off. The leader of the medical run went to go check on Magik, one of the Purifiers so they had a couple of minutes. Cayden looked back at Waverley. They had just met only a short couple days ago but Cayden already considered her a friend, even if she may not but Cayden was always like that. He considered everyone a friend until given reason not to be. Besides that, Waverley was pretty cool and nice, even if she was a bit skittish to this world of fighting.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: The 19th Floor of Wizard Tower -- The Castle
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Cuyler stopped through the room, leaving Rowland. ”Don’t mistake this as running away Rowland. I don’t run but I am not staying where I am not wanted and in the last place I saw her alive and well. Think what you want but I am no longer a coward,” he said before he left the old man and proceeded down the stairs. Cuyler still clearly had anger issues but many things had changed in the young man and it wasn’t his problem if no one saw that.
Cuyler reached the bottom Floor and it greeted him merrily.

He didn’t give the Floor a second look but he did stomp over it, as if that would do something. He retched open the door and breathed in the fresh air. Thia sat at the bottom of the steps, her ears twitching when he came out and she looked at him with curiosity. ”You don’t want to know,” he muttered and headed down the street towards the docks. As he walked, he withdrew his axe and twirled it around as he walked, needing something to do to unleash his pent up energy. Another reason for why he wanted to go to the docks, he could use his power there.

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Amarantha

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Location: The Palace Vault -- The Palace
Skills: Resistance; Stamina;

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The slap across Amarantha’s face barely stung her. Sure there had been power behind it but Amarantha’s adrenaline and other things were running a mile a minute. She grinned, looking back at Valda and shook her head. ”You shouldn’t have done that.” Her voice had dropped and she clenched her hands into fists while her fangs dropped. It didn’t much matter that Apollodora then gave up what she now was. Myrus’s accusation made no sense to Amarantha but it didn’t matter, she only had eyes for Valda at the moment. The hunger had lessened again but it was always there. ”Arya is very much alive, but not as you once knew her much as I am not who I once was either. Valda, there are about to be two different wars going on and I would like to end one before it begins. You can have the chains after Arya has been corrected. As for me, I am sure Apollodora will look after that.”
Amarantha crossed her arms, her fangs retreating and she looked relaxed in her stance but she was ready to strike at any moment if needed. There, now everyone who needed to know, knew. Prince Myrus’s wild accusations were laughable but she wasn’t about to laugh at the person who could explode her and she wasn’t about to attack a witch that could light her on fire either. ”I don’t believe we actually ‘eat’ anyone,” Amarrantha said and looked at Myrus. ”The hunger has subsided for the moment but I don’t want to wait around here for it to come back. I would like to have this chain situation figured out before I leave though because like I said, they are important and I need them as well.” She looked back at Valda, waiting for the witch Queen to make a choice. Amarantha had damaged the relationship but that made things easier now for Amarantha to be killed once this was over and done with.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: The Palace Vault -- The Palace
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Ahote had not expected the next few things to happen. Luna saying Amarantha was dead inside, literally, Valda slapping Amarantha clean across the face and Myrus’s outburst of her being Hel reincarnated. Ahote placed a steadying hand on Myrus’s shoulder. ”I don’t think she wants to eat you specifically but if out of necessity, she would.” Amarantha’s fangs dropping confirmed Apollodora’s words and Ahote hung his head, shaking it. Amarantha was a strong and fierce warrior. She was even an excellent leader for her people, harsh and unforgiving at most times but she was passionate. To have her lead this life now, was no life at all and by the sounds of it Amarantha didn’t plan on living long after she fixed what needed fixing.
Ahote looked at Valda, understanding her need to assert dominance but there were high emotions clouding the room and desperation was one of them. ”We all need those chains for something, I think compromise is the best option,” Ahote agreed with Luna. He was certain Luna would fight for Amarantha’s right to use the chains, even though she seemed to be quieter in nature but he agreed that she did need to leave the vaults. Resistance to the one thing she needed to survive could only last so long.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: Top Floor Baxter Building-- New York City, New York.
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The elevator opened up, giving off a familiar ding and Antoinette turned her head quickly to see the group emerge. She beamed and skipped away from the window to greet everyone Lance had brought. She recognized a few of them, Carolina’s sister Cassandra included. She then turned and looked at Lance himself and smiled. It was good to see him. ”I think we will need a raincheck on that movie,” she noted, trying to bring some good natured humor into the situation.
Antoinette caught movement out of the corner of her eye and turned to watch as someone she did not recognize seem to irritate Pietro something fierce without her actually touching him. He yelled and knocked her down by taking out her knee and Antoinette’s eyes widened. This was not how this was supposed to go. Pietro screamed about him not wanting his mind messed with. What was she possibly going to do to his mind? They had a machine to restore memories right now, they didn’t need someone else invading other people's minds to do such a thing.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Ezekiel Kel

Location: Dining Pavilion ---> Camp Entrance -- Camp Half-Blood

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Ezekiel looked over at Kiera when she produced her weapons and he rolled his eyes. ”Well I don’t remember everything all the time, I just say I do,” he informed her. They took off running together and made it there to see Leda and a couple others. Among them was a satyr and two new kids. Ezekiel rolled his eyes again. ”I really hate summer camp,” he muttered. Of course new kids came all year round, they had a bit of an open door policy. He turned his sword around in a circle, keeping his wrist loose and looked over at the creatures that had caused the disturbance.

Ezekiel looked over at the Empousa and gave a bit of a shudder. He supposed before they went all dark side they were attractive but now they were just extremely disturbing and loud. ”It never is straightforward and easy,” he said. For the time being though, they were being held at bay with the barrier and seemed to only show up because they were chasing the new people. So maybe it would be easy and Ezekiel could go back to teasing Kiera.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Luna Braddock - Glimpse

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Location: The Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Luna followed Max’s attention when he looked at Waverly who was apparently getting a phone call. She frowned a little curious as to who could be on the other line but her attention was drawn back to Veil when she explained that she would be leading the bar mission and once again listened off the different tasks that needed to be completed for the day. ”I will go where you need me to Veil,” Luna offered. She thought it would be best if she didn’t participate in the medical raid with Sapphire’s crew but if that was where she was sent, Luna would do her best to remember Xavier’s words.
It wasn’t that Luna had a problem trusting or following other peoples’ words, she just had a hard time grasping why it was her that had to be the one to placate and make others happy. Why couldn’t they conform to her? Of course, that was Luna’s immaturity in working with others outside of her family coming through. Beyond school, Luna didn’t have much experience working with others. This was as much as a learning process for her as it was for anyone working with her. As her mother would say though, ’we meet people where they are at’. And in a world full of mistrust and misguided understanding, there was a lot of that.

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Cayden Proudstar - Moonwalker

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Location: Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
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Cayden was near Waverley when she got her phone call. He tried to give her space without completely walking away but it was clear to him that the phone call was upsetting. She mentioned Shaw to the person on the other line and now Cayden wasn’t able to quite ignore her so easily. He finished his apple, setting the core aside to toss later when Waverley finished her phone call and proceeded to drop her phone and void what little she had in her stomach. Cayden stood still for a moment, making a serious effort to keep the food he just ate down when Max came over to help. That seemed to make him snap to and he shook his head before helping move Waverley away from the acidic smell. Fresh air would help her gain a bit more sense he figured. ”Who was on the phone Wave?” His tone was as gentle as it could be but there was some serious curiosity in the tone.
Max seemed to be taking care of her the best he could so Cayden afforded some space and looked at the rest of the group when Veil started handing out assignments. ”I can help out with scouting,” he volunteered. He looked over at the one called Blink and nodded to her. ”If you don’t mind that is.” Cayden wouldn’t have minded going on any one of the missions really but this one was helping everyone get a new home, a new location for them and other future members to lie low in. It was getting crazier out there and they needed a stable place.