Lady Absinthia

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@POOHEAD189 @Rivaan You two need to get a post in today. Remember this is a once per 5 day RP, not once per 7. (This will be the last time I remind you that you need to post. Next time I will just wait for the timer to run out.)

The Altenian Nexus - Accepting

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Silvia Adenias

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Location: The Infirmary

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Crisna listened intently as Tom explained what had happened, nodding from time to time as she examined Silvia and began to hook her up to various feeds. Helping Silvia to lay back on the bed she stood over her, her hands hovering above her body as she ran them down the length of her and back up again before settling with a palm pressed against either side of Silvia's head. Sighing a bit before she removed her fingers and glancing over towards Tom.

"She'll be okay," was the first thing she said. It was common for Crisna to just state what she thought the outcome would be off the bat before going into anything else. "She basically did to herself what would happen if someone took a metal rod and hit her upside the back of the head. She kind of bruised her brain. She will be like this for a few hours but should come out of it fine. Granted I wouldn't recommend her doing that a lot, so see what you can do about getting that Crystal of hers in place as soon as possible," Crisna added as she stepped around the bed and over to Tom.

Silvia lay there, still in a bit of a daze and staring blankly at the ceiling. It wasn't the first time she had had to catch a transport without the aide of a crystal. Earth's tower was older and the mechanics went down a lot more often than anyone would like. Black outs were common on the planet. Thing was though, they still knew when a ship needed to be caught and they could brace themselves for it, prepare their mind for the taxing effort it would take. This time was different though, this came out of no where and she had no time to prepare for it. Crisna wasn't wrong in what she said, in fact it had felt like someone had bashed hr over the skull when she caught the transport.

"Yeah, I got the word about time off and and such. Seems she is jumping in head first in more ways than one," Crisna said as she glanced over towards Silvia but kept her voice quiet. Motioning for Tom to follow her, she stepped outside the room and waited for him. "I know the Medical Lead on Earth, we trained together on Volclux 11. Silvia is a bit different than a lot of T1's from what he has told me. She acts more like a lower ranked Talent, doesn't have the ego. Granted I have also heard she is rather volatile as well but that is when it comes to dealing with other T1's. He was actually rather pissed when he found out Silvia was being transferred out here. Earth was not happy to lose her as their back up T1. They'd have rather lost their current tower lead," she said before shrugging.

"Any word from Tristan since everything happened? Or is he just hanging out in his room and letting the tower deal with it since it is his "Day off"?" she asked as she sighed a bit. It wasn't uncommon for Tristan to let all hell break loose and never even come out of his quarters. As far as he was concerned, if it happened when he was off shift and the tower was still standing it wasn't his problem.

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The MOR

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Looking up from his desk Craig spotted Tryke as she entered and gave her a bit of a nod as he rose form his seat and headed over to her. "Thanks for coming up so quickly, I know this isn't the usual request," he said as he motioned towards the broken out window. Sighing he looked around as everyone was getting to work to clean up the various messes caused by everything. He had yet to contact the tower the ship was tossed from, figuring he would get to that once he had word on how Silvia was doing.

Stepping away from Tryke, he knelt down and looked at the floor. There was a small trickle trail of blood that lead from the window over to Silvia's chair. Sighing he rose and got one of the lower ranks to go get the janitorial crew up there to clean it up. He didn't want any trace of the blood left around for when Silvia returned. He figured it probably wouldn't sit well with her mentally if she was to see her own blood dried on the tiled floor.

"So," he said clearing his throat and looking back over towards Tryke. "How bad is the damage and how long do you think it will take to get everything back in running order?" he asked, wanting to know what was going on beyond the basic reports that were flooding in.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Cynthia & Marc

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Location: The Gym

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"Jacob,private charters still have to have records. The airport you took off from, the one you landed at, what runway, who was your pilot, and so forth. Give Tim the name of the airport you landed at and the name of the company you chartered the plane from so we can check," Marc said as he kept looking at the images and reports that were coming in on the PDA tablet Tim had handed him.

"Oh snap! What do you mean snap? I mean Marc just shut him down. He did? Well yeah. How? By totally pulling his whole FBI thing. Okay yeah. That was sweet. I don't know about that. Of course you do. You sure? Well if I am sure, you are sure. Oh right." Cynthia and her normal rambling was beginning up again and only ceased as she shoved another handful of popcorn in her mouth.

"Yes Jacob, you were," Tim said as he pointed to the image of all of the superlatives together. Seeing Jacob begin to text and then walk off Tim perked a brow and followed the man at a distance to see where he was going. He was not about to let him out of his sight right then. Marc on the other hand just stood there, glancing over as the phone was laid on the table and leaning over to take a peek at it.

Jacob Blackwell >> Shiyomi Katakana: Did you ever destroy that box of things from during High School i asked you to do?

Shiyomi Katakana >> Jacob Blackwell: No? We moved it to a lockup in town with the rest of your stuff when we cleared your bedroom. Why was their any reason it needed to be destroyed?

Now that was interesting. Marc pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the texts before slipping it back into his pocket. Shaking his head a bit he looked over at Tuesday as she showed up. Keeping quiet until she made the comment about murder.

"Actually, we have had three murders in the last twenty-four hours," Marc said as he crossed his arms over his chest and eyed Tuesday. "So here comes the standard set of questions for everyone arriving late to the party. When did you get to town, where were you from 4p.m. yesterday until now, and did you have access to your sisters prom dress?"

🦄 The Best Exotic

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Claire, Murphy & Desh

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Location: Hotel Shikha --> Best Exotic
Interacting With: @Charnobylisk @POOHEAD189
Time/Date: Evening/August 1st, 2016 --> Morning/August 2nd,2016

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Murphy was glad for the help to get Desh into the van and even happier that Alc had taken the keys to drive them back instead of Claire. Claire couldn't drive, or at least not in a traditional sense. I mean if you had to go to the ER... Yeah, better off bleeding out on the streets. Hopping in the van he took a seat and waited for the ladies to join him before shutting the door and leaning back. Desh was sprawled across the back seat snoring and mumbling to himself as he lay there passed out. Claire just looked out the window as she rubbed her fists, there were a bit raw from the fight.

"Fucking Mr. Clops! Your ass is going to be dinner!" Murphy yelled at the window as the goat nearly got run over by them. Grumbling to himself, that goat still owed him a shirt. As they got back Claire hopped out and waited for Cass. "Gonna turn in and sees if I can get me some sleep in this humid hell," she said before giving both Murphy and Alc a quick hug. Turning she headed up the stairs and too their room before crashing hard for the night.

"Come on, let's get him to bed," Murphy said to Alc as he pulled Desh from the back of the van and waited for Alc to give him a hand. A quick jaunt to the mans room behind the front desk, dropping him rather unceremoniously on the bed, and the task was done. "Thanks for the help man, will see you in the morning," Murphy said before heading to his room and crashing for the evening.

The night went pretty quietly, minus Desh getting up, stumbling through the hotel and ending up retching in a potted plant and passing out in one of the lawn chairs in the courtyard. Claire finally was able to pass out but that was only because of jet lag. Had she not have flown half way across the world the day before the heat and the humidity would have kept her up all night. Groaning as she started to stir she looked around.

"Cass... I'd trade me left hook for some air conditioning right about now," she grumbled as she pushed her hair out of her face and flopped onto the floor. It was colder than the sheets and she let out a pleased moan as she sprawled out on the wood.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

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Danica & Amy

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Location: Parking Lot
Interacting With: @Sohtem & Idiots

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"Well isn't that special," Amy said as she, with the help of Danica got Elizabeth up and started to head into the hospitals ER. The idiots seemed to be quelled for now thanks to Mrs. Holy Peanut and allowed the trio to pass without much of an issue even if they were keeping a close eye on Dr. Chang. Danica cringed a bit from the cramps as they made their way into the ER and followed Amy's directions over to a bed. "And what's wrong with you?"

"Spidey senses," Danica groaned as they helped Elizabeth up onto the stretcher and Dr. Chang started to take her vitals.

"What?" the doctor asked perking a brow slightly.

"Bad things normally happen when I get cramps," Danica stated flatly as she took a seat in a chair near the gurney and wrapped her arms around her mid section.

"Yeah, that normally happens for all women. Bad cravings, wanting to rip peoples heads off, a lot of blood. You know, the usual," Amy said as she pressed her stethoscope to the back of Elizabeth and told her to take a few deep breaths after instructing the nurse to get her a suture kit for the woman's arm. "Okay, now, give me some details on what happened."

Danica smirked a bit as she leaned back in her chair and dealt with the pain for now, though with everything going on her eyes were darting around worried about what may be coming around the corner next. Shew knew what her cramps meant but to actually say it out loud was a different story. There were still plenty out there that either didn't believe her when she told them or ended up freaking out like the people outside saying she was a harbinger of doom. Right now she really didn't want to deal with either of them.

Taking the hoodie off Elizabeth's arm, Dr. Chang took a closer look at the wound. Trying to assess how deep it was, if infection in general had already begun to set in, how much the wound needed to be irrigated before she could begin to stitch her up, and so forth. "Did a bear attack you or something?" Amy asked as she looked up from the claw marks. They didn't exactly look like Bear Claw marks but they didn't fit any other animal mauling she had run into in this area yet either.

Danica just bit her tongue, she had her suspicions, especially with the cramps getting worse, but she wasn't about to say anything yet. If she was right, then she really didn't want to say anything too loudly because of the way people would flip out and with the religious idiots outside right then, it could turn into a damn riot if she wasn't careful. For once Danica felt it was best to keep quiet until she couldn't anymore.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Scallop @POOHEAD189 @Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @DizzyIsabella @Charnobylisk @Xtreme @Nallore @Pundii

Okay peeps, X is a bit "swamped" with work currently. (Swamped probably being the understatement of the century) - Now I know a couple of you are probably waiting on him. Don't worry, I have you covered.

Izzy, you should be good to go with you going to speak with the doctor first. If you need anything and don't just want to wing the doctors questions feel free to PM me and I can work on that with you if you would like.

Pundii, don't know if JD will get out there today or not with what you two had planned, so go ahead and push forward when you are ready to post and we can wing it with what Jeremy finds and learns for now.

Anything pops up, I'll be around, so just drop me a line if you have any questions or concerns.

Post Your Pikcha

This is me...

My Hider

This is a brain cake I had to make for my kids...

My Hider

Any questions?

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

General bitching about my hair - too freaking coarse, too kinky, too damn thick. Conditioner instructions - Use a quarter sized amount. (Yeah freaking right! ~dumps half the damn bottle in her hair and then still needs more~)

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

@Morose Aww, my little Evil GM Lord... How that post brings a tear to my eye. ~bows her head in respect~

The Altenian Nexus - Accepting

@Pundii No worries hun, been there myself (Well tired as hell because of the insomnia for a week long) - take your time but having said that - Get back to it! It's time for thrilling heroics Captain Tightpants! LOL