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Location: School
Skills: Enhanced Reflexes (Passive); Enhanced Durability
Magic item: N/A
Fit check, and Letterman jacket





Andy sighed as they approached the ice. She was looking forward to getting on it. But there Chase was, and the freshie, that she wasn’t 100% sure wasn’t a prince from some weird other place she had never heard of. Where the hell was Avalon anyway? She had given Gideon a hard time for not knowing Paris was in France. Should she be aware of some place called Avalon?

“I don’t particularly want another detention, so let’s keep the fighting to ourselves, and if anyone complains, claim it was sparing.” It basically was anyway.

As she sat down on a bench to switch from her shoes to the ice skates that Sabine had given her for Christmas, she got a text from April. What the fuck? That definitely hadn’t answered her question. It just brought more to the surface.

“Wait, don’t bother putting those on. There is something going on over by the Fortune Tellers' tent. April’s calling for all hands. Potential for violence.” Andy would much rather skate, but if April’s calling for help, they need it. So she fixes her shoe that was half off, tosses her skates back over her shoulder, and stands up. At least this means they aren’t going to have to deal with Chase and Arthur. Andy isn’t going to call him Prince or whatever title Chase had heaped on the kid. It looked like all of that would crush the kid anyway.

Andy waits long enough for Gideon to follow along, then she hurries to the Fortune Teller’s tent. She wonders if she has changed. She feels like maybe she has a bit at a time, but none of it was to fit in. All of the changes felt right at the time, felt natural. She definitely isn’t the same scared teen who entered this tent in September. She feels more like herself than she ever has.

As she approaches the growing group, spotting her friends in the group, and then spots someone new. Someone oddly familiar, too. It was like when she ran into James, Max, and Casper. Or when she saw Sunshine. A little different, though. For a moment, she wondered why she thought of dark tunnels. A shudder went through her.

Glimpse hadn’t been there when the tunnel had collapsed. She had already fled. Ran because she had killed a SHIELD agent in such a way that Vei- Val couldn’t have covered. Glimpse was wanted more than Andy had ever quite gotten herself. Andy had only known Glimpse for a few hours. Glimpse had spent most of that time sick with M-Pox before the cure had been spread around the group, saving those who were left. Glimpse had parted ways and never went to Genosha, but she was still part of the MU, and if this woman was connected to Glimpse, Andy wanted to help her. She knew that if she contacted Val, she’d want to help too. Val felt responsible. Too responsible.

Andy walked up, joining her friends. She tilted her head. “You know you look a heck of a lot like someone I knew. Seventeen years ago, in DC. You wouldn’t happen to be Glimpse’s little sister or something?” April had warned that the woman looked ready to fight, and Andy worried that having everyone gather around her like this would put her on edge. But if this woman... why was she thinking of her as a woman when she looked so obviously like a teen? But if this woman was anything like Glimpse... well, she’d be able to handle herself.







Location: School
Skills:
Magic Item: N/A
Fit check





Ben took a quick sip of his tea before Chase took it from him. He giggled at the dance, the little jig, remembering the time Chase had convinced him to dance during their road trip. He was still laughing as they fell through the portal onto the ice rink.

He didn’t really care about other things going on, though he noticed some of them. Saw that Percy was there, but gone soon after. Teleporting away, probably to avoid them. The semester was going to be rough. They were roommates. This was going to be a complicated semester of trying to avoid each other.

He also noticed Gideon and Andy, who also left shortly after. He wondered if they were avoiding them, too. He couldn’t entirely blame them. It irritated him, though. Irrational as that was. But he pushed it away because he had Chase, and that was nice. He wished Danni were there too, but at least he had Chase.

As for skating, Ben had been a few times with his uncle over the years. He wasn’t good at it, but he kept his feet under him. He could move in the big circle around the ice rink without looking like a toddler, and that was good enough for him.

“God, that was cheesy. You know. You can be crazy cheesy.” Ben wanted to distract Chase from the others. The ones who were leaving. Leaving because they showed up. He wanted to distract himself from the pit in his stomach. Would Danni stay friends? He seemed like the type who would.

Ben held onto Chase, partially to steady himself, but also to steady Chase. Skating felt freeing. He had good proprioception, and this didn’t use too many different muscle groups from what he already did. It felt good.

“Do you like hockey or anything like that? Matt plays. I’ve been to his games, practices, and stuff. Pretty cool. If you want, you should join. After they practice, we can go on the ice.” He has only done this a few times. Not even here in L.A. Matt hasn’t found a new group. He hopes that he will. It’s one of those things that Ben knows Matt has done forever. He played when people said he couldn’t because that is the type of person Matt is. Defying gender stereotypes and breaking boundaries wherever he could. And maybe talking about hockey or ice skating or anything but the people around them (or not around them) will be enough to save the day.





4:45 PM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France



@PatientBean@TheMaster99@KazAlkemi@Trainerblue192@kittyluna45@KTostada








“Elenore makes all the final decisions. I have no idea who nominated her. I didn’t know until she was here.” Richard sounds a little less coherent the more he talks. George looks down at him with concern on his face.

“Maybe, we should go to your room, Richard,” George suggests.




Ralph




Location: Château de La Lune
Skills: N/A





“Oh, hmm. My understanding is that anything with tech in the house basically just goes through Leda at this point. No one else really knows technology. You’ll have to ask her,” Juliane answered Sam’s question, smiling at him.

“Thank you, Juliane. We’ll let you get back to work,” Ralph said. He caught Rhi’s look and glanced over at Richard. He seemed... distraught. He blinked. A little concerned. Had he not known, and Millicent had told him? Was he having a breakdown?

“Uh, I noticed Leda is basically always in that corner seat in the bar. Let’s go talk to her, I suppose.” He didn’t think they needed to get involved in what was going on with Richard. There would be too many cooks if they did. But he wouldn’t stop Rhi or Sam if they wanted to find out what was going on.




Location: The Dungeon
Grimoire: Fae Magic
Skills: Hunting



Finley shot Franklin a pouting look. “But blood was involved. I know blood. I could have possibly told you who the blood belonged to.” Finley’s type of fae was particularly good at blood magic. They could ride the blood and see memories and gain some power from the blood they consumed. Finley knew there were dangers in riding the blood of someone who had died. If they were not careful and skilled, they could follow the person right into their death.

A shiver of... fear... went through Finley. They watched Jake, who was suddenly a lot more interesting to them. They had not ‘written him off,’ but they had not paid him much heed. Their core tightened, and Finley very much wanted to get to know Jake more... intimately.

When Finley next spoke, they were answering Jake, their attention fully on him. Their voice low as they answered his question. “I am not skilled in the magic of life and death. I have heard stories of such things happening, so it is not impossible. However, it is a very dangerous road to walk. That question is something Constance and Franklin may be able to answer.”







Location: The Dungeon
Grimoire:
Skills:



“I’ve never tried to bring someone back from the dead. I don’t know if I could.” This was why she had to hope that the man in the statue was alive in there. That she could transmute him back to flesh and that he would still be alive. Hopefully, he had been in a stasis and not aware of time and the world, leaving him behind. If he was, he was likely insane. But that was a problem for later. For now, they had to focus on the situation in front of them.

Finley continued to lead the group through twists and turns, deeper into the dungeon. They stopped, suddenly staring at a wall, at a dead end. They were frowning, looking at the wall intently.

“What is wrong?” Connie asked. She looked around, trying to see where Finley was leading them. It seemed that this was a dead end. There were no doors or anything that could take them further. She shone her flashlight on the wall that Finley was staring down.

“The blood is here.” They pointed at the stone wall before stepping forward and touching it. Connie knew that Finley’s magic was not just blood-based; they could also do illusions. She wondered if they thought that the wall was an illusion, covering whatever bloody scene was waiting for them on the other side. Finley’s hand was pressed against it. So if they thought it was an illusion, it was an exceptional one.

“What do you mean?” Connie asked.

“The blood I followed, the smell of it, is strongest here. In the wall,” Finley responded without looking back. “Perhaps Rohan or Barty will be able to figure out the trick to the wall. I have led us here.”







Location: School
Skills:
Magic Item: N/A
Fit check





Ben leaned into Chase’s embrace. He loved how it felt. It was comforting, and now that the tea was ready, he could already feel his nerves calming down. He sipped. It was too hot, but the heat of it helped as it slipped through him. He sighed, muscles releasing some of the tension he had been carrying since running into Danni and everything that had happened after that.

It was also relieving that whatever had happened to Danni and April, they were both okay. Danni chatted and ended the stream abruptly, screaming about Luna Snow. Ben didn’t really listen to that type of music, but she was impossible not to know.

“I don’t know about everyone else, but Danni wants to be your friend. I certainly won’t say the others are my friends. I don’t know anyone here yet, other than Danni. None of the other friendships matter to me. I only care if you’re my friend, and if Danni is my friend.”

Ben did catch that Chase corrected himself. He smiled and kissed his cheek. “Here have your tea.” He handed over his mug.







Location: School
Skills: Enhanced Reflexes (Passive); Enhanced Durability
Magic item: N/A
Fit check, and Letterman jacket





“Uh, I don’t think you should strap knives to your hands. But maybe sometime we can go to an empty ice rink and do a sword fight on the ice.” Andy was already getting used to being unreasonably durable. She hadn’t fully tested how durable she was.

Andy thought about Gideon’s second question. She remembered vague things about the Olympics when she was little. She scrunched up her nose. “I remember, I think 2016, Michael Phelps. Swimming. He might have done diving too. But he definitely did swim. There are two, right? Winter and Summer. The 2016 was a summer olympics. I don’t remember watching any winter ones. Those are the ones with ice skating. I don’t remember any shooting ones. We should have a watch party.”

The text back from April was quick but weird. Broke what? She sighed. God, she hated texting. It did not get across anything. Were they hurt? Did James need to be called? She texted back.







Location: the Feasting Hall -> The Dungeon
Grimoire:
Skills:



“I have no issues with any one who wants to join coming along,” Connie said. Her response was primarily to Cassie, but since she wasn’t the only one interested in joining it didn’t entirely matter. Cassie had asked though.

Connie’s attention then turned to Willow. “Of course.” It would be ridiculous to keep from Willow, her roommate, if the head belonged to Pancho. The three of them were roommates. If this was a potential threat, Willow needed to know. “I’d be happy to help later, too,” she confirmed.

Connie attempted to keep her annoyance at Barty to herself. The pair of them could get along, but it was always like this. A little snippy. She ignored most of what he said. “It is as if you think I haven’t been working on the problem all day.” She wanted to say more. Wanted to call him an ass, she was very proud of herself for not saying any of that.

She started walking. Down into the dungeons. Connie had asked Finley specifically because of two reasons. First, Finley had told Connie that they owed her a favor for her assistance when Finley first started attending the school. Second, because it skirted the issue of Barty. She found some amusement in him still deciding to join.

As the darkness grew, Connie removed from her bag a flashlight and flicked it on. “I almost stopped carrying this. Glad I still have it. As for what is down here. Generally nothing good. I remember some years ago coming down here on a dare with a couple of others. We heard some weird noises, and definitely got chased by something. Some students use the space for doing unauthorized experiments. The space is highly magical and liminal in nature. Too bad I don’t also have some rope.” She didn’t elaborate on why she carried it in the first place, or what may have driven her desire to remove it from her person. She shined the flashlight first one way and then the other. Connie almost asked if Barty happened to carry rope with him, but she did not. Connie frowned and considered shifting herself into a Bloodhound. Her knowledge of dogs was not as strong as her knowledge of birds. She should spend some time studying the anatomy of a dog that could be useful in such situations.

“Finley, Dysphoria, which way should we go?” Connie was proud of herself. Her voice didn’t shake and stayed a normal tone, it didn’t go into a whisper despite feeling that was the appropriate thing to do at this point.







Location: the Feasting Hall -> The Dungeon
Grimoire: Fae Magic
Skills: Hunting



Finley was a little sad that Nicholas and Callaghan were not joining for the adventure into the dungeons. Most of the others would be joining too. The sweet little moth was not one of them, tragic. At least Baty was joining. Though, Barty seemed particularly irritated with Constance at the moment so he was surprised.

They followed Constance as the young woman walked to the dungeons. They went down stairs and just as Finley was about to consider making light with their illusions Constance turned on an electric torch. It was bright, but limited, only illuminating in the direction it was being pointed in. Finley pulled some of their nature detritus out and snapped one of the sticks. Light glowed and lifted into the air. Several small balls spread out around them providing more illumination.

Constance's question about direction caused Finley to pause and sniff at the air. They looked at Frankie and Jake in turn, stepping close into personal space and breathing deeply. Finley grinned at them both.

“Oh you two have been playing indeed. Delightful” Their smile was absolutely feral, and they took another long wiff of them both. “Delicious.”

Finley sighed and looked at Constance, before saying, “The smell of blood is heavy here, more is that way.” They pointed down the hall and started walking leading the way. Their illusion lights following them.

“Ooooh, playing with blood? And they did not invite us? How ru-” Dysphoria's teasing fell away as their tongue flickered out. They cocked their head and swiveled between Frankie and Jake. “Did you two play here? The blood further down smells like the blood you are soaked in. Did you hunt? Did you chase something into this strange place beneath the ground and devour it? Darling, can we do this? It sounds very fun.”

Finley clicked their tongue. “I will forgive Jake as he does not know us, but Franklin, you should know better than to have a party with blood without me. Yes, my dearest, that does sound fun. We shall have to arrange that.” They sighed wistfully, their fingers on one hand intertwined with a tendril.

The tendril traced the edges of Finley's fingernail. “Yes, we shall have the science boy find us something. Something we can chase, something we can taste, something yummy with its heart still beating when our fangs break flesh.” Dysphoria cooed, shivering with the excitement of a future hunt. “But what did you play with? What did you two hunt?”







Location: School
Skills:
Magic Item: N/A
Fit check





Ben watched the screen in abject horror. Suddenly, very glad he wasn’t outside watching this in real life. “GO!” he shouted. But Chase didn’t have time to go. He did at least cover the camera, so when Danni and April crashed to the ground, it wouldn’t be spread all over the internet. Somehow, though, they came out of it all right. Ben’s heart was racing.

“Next time, just tell me you’re going. You do not need to wait for me to give you permission to go save our friends.” The water beeped. Ben stood up and started the ritual of making tea. He set up his new bug-themed cup and Chase’s mug. Poured the water and added the bags of Earl Grey tea. Ben only really liked two teas - Earl Grey and English breakfast. His hands did shake a bit. Today was too much. But at least he could hear Danni talking. They were alive.







Location: School
Skills: Enhanced Reflexes (Passive); Enhanced Durability
Magic item: N/A
Fit check, and Letterman jacket





“As long as we don’t get into another detention. Want to go ice skating? You get to strap blades to your feet.” She held up her skates to show them off. Andy was a little worried that Gideon was that chill about going blind. Maybe she’d have to look into what caused light sensitivity. She mentally added it to the list of things about Gideon that she was worried about.

Andy led the way back out of the dorm building; she used the elevator. Back outside, she took a look around, assessing what might have happened during the time she had been distracted. It at least wasn’t as bad as that scene from Community that became a meme forever ago. There was some chaos. She could hear Danni yelling, but she wasn’t sure where he was or what he was even saying. She sighed. Apparently, she had missed something again. Andy was sorely tempted to just go to the ice rink still and ignore whatever other nonsense was brewing.







4:30 PM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France



@PatientBean@TheMaster99@KazAlkemi@Trainerblue192@kittyluna45@KTostada








“Sounds like a plan. I’ll see you at the party.” She smiled and winked. As Sam left, she settled back into her seat and finished her meal.




“I didn’t invite her here. I didn’t. I don’t know who put her name in. She earned it; Elenore wouldn’t have sent the invite if she didn’t believe in the person. But I heard what she was doing.” He had leaned slightly into George. The two looked awkward. They had never embraced in such a way before. “Renee, though... I didn’t know, not until last night. I had lost touch with her mother. I didn’t even know about Renee.” He started to sob.




The staff’s attention, especially Felix's, was on Richard. Juliane’s attention flickered, but she focused back on Rhi and Ralph. Felix went over to Richard’s side, kneeling and checking him over slightly. He was by no means a doctor, but he had been around as the family aged over the years and knew enough to keep an eye on.




Ralph




Location: Château de La Lune
Skills: N/A





“He never hired Aurélia or me personally. No one else here was hired like us. Everyone else is full-time regular staff, except for maybe Aziza, the sous chef. But Lawrence recognized our photos from our profiles. I think that even though it seems to be an accident that someone knew. I don’t know who, though.”

Juliane smiled as Sam joined them. “Here, I’ll take the dishes.” She held out her hands for the dirty dishes. Ralph had finished his meal too and held it up to see if Juliane wanted it too. She nodded, taking it.

“Do you have any guesses for who might have the website other than Lawrence?” This weird hiring accident sounded... strange. Who would accidentally hire an escort for a maid? That website would have to be very misleading for someone to do that. He frowned as he tried to figure it out. He had met almost everyone of the La Lunes, and he thought he had met all of the staff, but apparently not. Was the staff a danger? Maybe someone was a paid assassin?

Juliane shrugged. “Sorry. I don’t.” She took the dishes, joining them with the others that the other staff had been gathering up. “I should start working again. I suppose good luck. I’m a little freaked out, and Aurélia is very freaked out. She doesn’t even want to leave the kitchen.”



2 PM - 4 PM Friday, June 13th 1980 - Lava Lake, BC, Canada




@KazAlkemi@Achronum@kittyluna45@Morose@Trainerblue192



The day became hotter, and the sun marched across the sky. The water became more enticing for those who wanted to cool off. The sounds of Dobbs fixing the roof had resumed, and he would finish that cabin during these couple of hours.




Emily




Location: Camp Lava Lake - literally
Skills: Athletics





Em spent some more time with Marco helping with the inventory. She drank a glass of water before heading out, giving him one more kiss. “I’ll take your bag to the cabin too.”

She picked a bed in the cabin. The water called to her, so she changed quickly into a swimsuit before heading to the water. If she saw anyone on the way there, she waved. The water itself was cooler than she expected it would be, causing her to shiver. She dived into it quickly, though. Not wanting to delay the inevitable.




Location: the Feasting Hall
Grimoire:
Skills:



“Unfortunate,” Finley said in response to Nicholas informing them that hunting did not seem to be something that the staff here did. Maybe if Finley did some hunting for some animals, the kitchens would still use it? It could be a good diversion.

Finley enjoyed the kiss that Dysphoria gave them in return. They reveled in it for a moment. Part of them wished they were back in their room. The food was tasty, but was it worth leaving their alone time? They were not fully convinced. Their attention was drawn to the conversation Dysphoria was having with Callaghan and one of the new people. What was a mani-pedi? If it was something that their Dewdrop would enjoy, they would learn it for them.

Two underclassmen sitting near them left, and as they did, some birds appeared. These birds landed on Rohan. Interesting. Were they familiars of his?

“Ohhh, fantastic. We look forward to this mani-pedi. We will get very good at them,” Finley declared.







Location: the Feasting Hall
Grimoire:
Skills:



“Oh, Barty, if only you had it in heart to help your covenmate who is missing without requiring someone else to ask you to do so,” Connie said. Her voice started with a sarcastic tone, but slowly shifted into annoyance.

“In the sense that Pancho is also my roommate and our room got an invite, he was invited. As I said, I left for Haven and did not see him again.”

Connie frowned as Serena and Betty left. She shot Barty a glare, blaming him for their departure. Great, her one lead. She supposed she’d just have to go down into the dungeons to try to find out more. This was not something she wanted to do alone. She also had no desire to ask Barty to help her. Maybe Rohan and his new bird friends would join her. Or... Finley did owe her a favor. Having Dysphoria and Finley would make her feel safer. She wasn’t sure if Finely and Dysphoria could help, but at least their presence would secure her against anything that might try to harm her in the dungeons. She finished her food, avoiding the ‘beef’, and slid her untouched beef onto Barty’s plate.

“Finley, Dysphoria, would the two of you do me the favor of joining me in the dungeon to investigate this mysterious head? I only care enough to identify if it is my wayward roommate.”

Finley looked up at Constance. Constance was owed a favor, and they knew that the emphasis was intentional. They smiled and rose. “I would be delighted to.”






Location: School
Skills:
Magic Item: N/A
Fit check





“Two cups of tea, coming right up. Do you have a cup too?” He asked. The pot was full of water and starting to warm up. He watched his phone as Danni and April took off on their inner tube.

He winced. Before they fell, he could take a guess at how much they were going to get hurt. They’d probably be calling up... which one was it of their dads? Pops. They’d probably be calling up Pops for a healing. Ben wasn’t sure what the school had in the way of a nurse or doctor. It seemed like the type of school that should have a powerful healer on-site, so maybe they wouldn’t have to.

Ben snuggled up against Chase. “I don’t know about speed records, but they might get one for air time.”







Location: School
Skills: Enhanced Reflexes (Passive); Enhanced Durability
Magic item: N/A
Fit check, and Letterman jacket





Andy’s phone chirped, and she looked at the message. It took her a moment to understand, but she was getting more used to Leah’s texting. She typed back her response, plopping on her bed while Gideon got her things.



“Leah has healing runes now if you want to see if she’ll heal your eyes.” Andy wondered if it would help with the light sensitivity issue, too, but she doubted it. “Hmm, I don’t think you’ll need it, but can’t hurt to have it.” She gave a slight shrug. She believed in being ready for a fight.

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