Lady Absinthia

🦄 The Best Exotic

@Pundii I figured hun, why I was just giving you a reminder. You get some sleep and post tomorrow, no worries. ^^

🦄 The Best Exotic

@Pundii ~pokes Joel~

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Detective Roy Gregory

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Location: Coroners Office -> Car Headed Towards Justice Memorial

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"You green blooded hobgoblins, always expecting the worse. Not everyone dies in Justice," he said shaking his head a bit. Thinking back he could have put it a little bit better but it couldn't be changed at this point and the looks on their faces was priceless. No harm, no foul in his book and looking over towards them, he smirked a bit. If they got that worried over that old geezer he couldn't wait until April Fools day. He would have some fun then. Granted, that was if he remembered.

Nodding towards Cecily, he pulled his keys out of his pocket and then cocked a brow as Tank seemed to be caught up with something. Crossing his arms over his chest, he was skeptical over what the man was up to and in the end it turned out that he was right to be that way. Setting them up like that right after he had accidentally worried them was a bit too on the nose.

"You pick up the pizza, meet us at Justice Memorial. Wallace is in room 2319," he said before holding his elbow out for Cecily. "Come on, let's get out of this place. Smells like embalming fluid," he quipped before heading out of the door and over to his car. Opening the door for Cecily and waiting for her to climb in before he walked around the vehicle and got into the driver seat.

Pulling out his sunglasses he put the shades on and started the car up. "So, let's go over what we know. Peyton and Danica were sisters. Both are being classified as suicides. The guns that were used in both seem to be the same, if not the same but now both are missing and we have no clue where they are. And Wallace, the old bat is in the hospital. What else?" he asked as he pulled out of the parking lot and started down the road towards Justice Memorial Hospital.

Gregory knew there was more going on but he wasn't sure what to tell who. There were so many leaks in the department it wasn't even funny. He was glad he didn't have an official partner to deal with because for all he knew any partner would let shit leak to the press and who knows who else.

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Alicia Gonzalez

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Location: Queensguard Industries RnD Industrial Complex - The Diamond District

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As Lorna headed off to check the building Alicia stepped into the security office and glanced around. The place was a mess and she let out a frustrated huff. This was not how she wanted to stat her day. She questioned the man sitting at one of the monitors why the place looked like it had been tossed by the local P.D., only to be informed that one of the supervisors had pitched one hell of a fit when he was laid off yesterday and trashed the place; and also that they had been cleaning all night to get things straightened up and it didn't look near as bad as it had before.

"Hijo de puta," Alicia grumbled as she tossed her bag onto the counter and opened it to pull out her work lap top. Starting the thing up and getting to work on the upgraded systems and coding that would be needed to better serve the establishment. She couldn't believe the set up they had there. Their idea of high end security against a cyber hack was a free copy of Malwarebytes.

"Fucking amateurs," she hissed from behind her clenched teeth as her fingers moved over the keyboard. The sound of rather frustrated clacking echoing through the room and the man that was monitoring the screens glancing over to her from time to time. He kept trying to speak to her but she would either ignore him, shoot him an eat shit and die look, or tell him to shove a taco in his mouth and shut the fuck up. She was trying to work right then and the last thing she needed was some bored security guard trying to make the time go faster.

Feeling her phone go off on in her pocket she pulled it out and answered it without looking at the caller ID. "WHAT!" Then her eyes widened as she pushed back from her chair as she stood up and walked across the room, looking out the window as she cleared her throat. "No. I am sorry about that Ma'am. Yes. Seriously? Wow, okay. Yes. Do you want me to now? No, okay. Yes. I can take care of that security matter for you. Of course. Thank you. Goodbye," she said, her words spaced out a bit before she ended the call and she tapped the edge of her phone against her chin a bit before slipping it back into her pocket.

Ruffling her hair at the crown of her hair a bit she stepped back towards the computer when suddenly she heard screaming, yelling, and things breaking out in the front lobby. "Miss. Gonzalez, we have a problem in the front," the man at the monitors stated. Stepping over quickly, Alicia looked at the screen and rolled her eyes. A middle aged man with a pot belly was standing in the lobby. One hand held a half empty fifth of whiskey, his shirt was buttons so off one end hung below his belly, the other on top of it.

"Same guy from last night?" she asked as she righted herself and rolled her shoulders back, cracking her knuckles as she did.

"Yes..."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@FantasyChic We always have room for more! Just make a character via the CS coding provided and such, if you have any questions drop me a line or hit anyone else up here. Don't worry about coming in late. This RP is set up to where if you jump in at any point it's cool. Make the character to end their history outside of Newnan. Once the CS is done we will work out a way for your character to be brought in fully. ^_^ And now that things re evening up, I am removing the Male Only Characters rule, so which ever gender fits for you.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Ryan O'Riley

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Location: Eden -> Newnan Front Gate

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"I wouldn't worry about them Father, they are a bunch of amateurs," Nathen said as he came back into the main room of the club house, wiping the blood from his hands with handkerchief. He made his ways up the steps and towered over most all around him standing at six and a half feet tall and weighing in at just over 250 pounds. The man was older, easily approaching his mid-fifty's but one too many had taken his older age and thick layer of fat as weaknesses. There was a reason that the steel blue eyed elder was the second in charge of Eden and the enforcer for their lord God Adamm.

"Yes... In some thing's they are very innocent but if we are not careful and strike down with vengeance they could become a thorn in our sides. Especially now that we know she is there." Adamm made a point to stress what he was saying as he sat back in his throne like chair from which he ruled the city of Peachtree from.

"He could have been mistaken, he was never very reliable." Shoving the stained rag back into his pocket he pushed up his glasses a bit and looked over towards Adamm, only to see the Father shaking his head.

"One does not mistake her." Picking at his nail with the tip of his pocket knife Adamm he looked up and over to the cage in center of the room.

"Let me the fuck out of here you wankers! I didn't do shit and you're tossing me in the cage? For what? Because some idiot think he saw Zoie and because another who ain't happy with his chipped beef on toast says I helped her? I ain't helped no one in this life but me! You know that Adamm!" Ryan bellowed from the thin bars.

"Shut your cake hole O'Riley," Nathen barked as his thin chin wobbled.

"Eat me Nate."

Adamm just smirked. Ryan had a big mouth but he was manipulative and cunning. He had proved useful over the years in Eden, it was why Adamm kept him around but he kept a close eye on the man. Out of all the people in the city Ryan was one he knew could get to him, to have him killed. It was better to keep him close where he could watch him. Now with the sighting of Zoie over in Newnan, the man might prove even more valuable. There was no proof that O'Riley had helped the girl escape but something ticked at the back at the old man's head that told him he was at the center of it.

"Boss, we got trouble! A Hoard is coming in!" one of the men of Eden yelled as he came running in from outside. "Got to be hundreds of them!" Adamm scowled deeply as he stood up and was escorted by Nathan to the front to look out. Everyone in the place rushed to see what was happening and chaos was about to ensue before Adamm turned and instructed everyone on what they should do. They did not hesitate and went to work.

Ryan stood there; watching, waiting. Until he was able to make sure no eyes were on him. This would be his one chance. A quick pick of the rusted locks, and he was out and into the crowd that was running around barricading the doors and windows as the hoard approached. Ryan kept his head down and his mouth shut for once, slipping out the back with his things as the hoard got to the Golf Course Club House. He didn't know his chances but he knew they were better than sticking around. He had seen the look Adamm had given him before with others. It meant his time was drawing near and Ryan was sure as hell not going to stick around for what he knew was coming.

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It had been a month since Ryan had escaped Eden with a pack in hand. It hadn't been an easy month. He knew once the hoard was cleared out they would be looking for him if they didn't find his body among those that were going to be scattered on the ground. He had taken the long and hard road from Peachtree City to the one place he knew might be safe; Newnan. Granted he also knew Newnan would be a target as soon as things calmed down in Eden but Ryan was one of those that liked to place a bet and then stack the odds in his favor. If he could get inside the walls he could learn a lot. If Eden got the upper hand, he could always play the ace up his sleeve.

Right then though as the wall came into view as he walked up the street, he knew he only had one ace left currently. That was Zoie. Sure, they weren't friends but he had helped her escape Eden and he had never laid a hand on her while she was there. He was placing all his bets on that little bit. He knew Zoie had one of those people with big hearts, that she forgave people, was a good person. It what was used to capture her in the first place. Her kindness had been her downfall. Maybe it would work again. Not that he had set out to intentionally dick her over but if it came down to her or him, he would always chose himself first.

The closer he got to Newnan, the more clear it became that there were a lot more people standing guard at various posts around the city. "They're learning," he said to himself as he continued to walk down the road and over the bridge that lead to the main outer gate. He didn't bother trying to hide or sneak up. It was best to appear as if he was laying all his cards out on the table right then. He knew Zoie was going to be suspicious of him anyways as soon as she laid eyes on him, it was best not to make matters worse by breaking and entering.

"Stop right there," Jim said from his post on the tower as he aimed the rifle right at the Irishman's head. Ryan did as he was told, stopping in his tracks. He held his bag out gradually and dropped it on the ground before raising his hands above his head and turning around slowly.

"I'm looking for a friend, maybe you have seen her," Ryan yelled up to the tower post as he finished turning around fully. Flashing the guard a smile as his eyes squinted from the sun light.

"Doubt it, once people get separated now a days chances of finding them are next to none," Jim called out keeping the rifle in place as he took aim through the scope.

"Yeah, I know but hey, gotta try. Young woman, about this tall. Got dirty strawberry blond hair, bright blue eyes and a hell of a right hook. Real backwoods country accent, sounds like something off Heehaw. Pretty thing and real crazy. Goes by the name of Zoie," Ryan said as he cupped his palm over the furrow of his brow to shield his eyes from the sun. Jim slowly lowered the rifle and looked at Ryan directly. Ryan smiled at the reaction. "You know her don't you. Please, I'm not asking to get inside, I'm here to warn her. Can you have her come to the gate? Please."

"Warn her about what?" Jim asked as his brow arched over one eye.

"Eden."

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Zoie Crawford

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Location: Mess Hall -> Inside Newnan Front Gate

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Miss Sally same over holding two trays that looked like what used to be used by schools or prisons to serve food on. On each tray was some scrambled eggs, powdered but hey they were eggs, little bit of beef sausage and potato hash, a glass of chilled milk that had been powder that morning but again hey it was milk, and a single fresh peach. "Here you two go, looks like you could use this," she said before setting the trays down in front of them and resting a fork on top of each tray. "Anything else?"

"Naw, that be great Miss Sally, thank ya," Zoie said as she took a seat across from the couple and smiled. Miss Sally nodding her head a bit and turning to go back to work. Zoie looked back over to the couple and pushed the trays a bit closer to them. "Eats up, y'all need it from the looks of it," she said as she glanced around, waiting for Bossman to arrive. She kept watching the door but then perked a brow as she heard him and turned around after he came out of the back.

"This be Tatiana and Jack boss," she said and was about to say more as her and Ash's radios started to hiss a bit.

"Momma, we have someone at the gate that says he knows you," Jim's voice said as it crackled in over the radio on the southern belle's hip. Zoie stopped and a confused look came over her face as she undid it from her belt and relayed back.

"Jim, whatcha be goin' on 'bout? Who be sayin' they know me?" Taking her fingers off the button she rubbed her nose with the back of her hand as she gave Ash a sideways glance. As far as she knew the only person she actually knew before she came into the walls was Froggy and he was in the walls.

"Says his name is Ryan O'Riley and he needs to talk to you; about Eden," Jim said and Zoie nearly choked on her own tongue as she started coughing. That was a name she never thought she would hear again. It sent a chill down her spine and made her stomach knot up.

"Son of a bitch," Zoie muttered and stood up quickly. "Okay folks, I be leavin' ya with bossman here. I gots somethin' to take care of," she said quickly before excusing herself and walking as calmly as she could out the door of the Mess Hall. Once outside she broke into a full sprint as she unholstered her side arm. "If it really be who he says he is, we might be in for a werld of hurtin'. Posts, y'all keep an eye out and lock downs all gates tight until further notice. Jim, gets him inside the outer gate but don't be takin' yer eye off him!" she called into the radio as she turned on her heels and started high tailing it towards the front entrance of the Inner Wall Gate.

"Got it," Jim radioed back as Zoie kept running through town to get to the main gate. "Alright, you heard her folks," he yelled to the Gate workers and gave a single as he lifted his hand in the air. The outer wall gate opened slowly, just enough to let Ryan walk inside. "Come on," Jim said as he took aim at O'Riley's head once again.

Ryan nodded as he picked up his back slowly and cautiously stepped inside. Well, he hadn't been shot; yet. Once he was inside the door closed hard behind him and he looked around. "Damn," he said to himself, they had nice set up it seemed even if all guns were trained on him.

Zoie was running as hard as she could, bolting right passed James as if he wasn't there and down the road towards the outer gate at top speed as if she was Fasuba. Hearing boot hitting gravel he turned back around and looked down the street only to see Zoie coming towards him with a none to happy look in her eye and both her pistols draw now and aimed right at him. He dropped his bag and held his hands up in surrender quickly. "Hey girl, long time no see," he said with a cheeky grin on his lips as his teeth flashed.

"Not bein' long enough fer me O'Riley." Zoie said in flat tone as she pulled the hammer back on both her guns, taking several deep breaths. "Whatcha be wantin'?"

Ryan stayed standing there, glancing over his shoulders and looking back at the gate he had walked through before looking back over to Zoie and cocking a crooked smile. They know you're here."

Those words made Zoie blink and she slowly lowered her guns, letting the hammers fall back into place carefully as she held the barrels pointed at the ground. She swallowed slightly as Ryan finally dropped his hands and took a slow step forward. "They saw you, during the raid. Adamm knows Zoie. Nathen didn't believe Tomas but Adamm sure did."

"Fuck me," Zoie said as she looked at the ground for a minute and kicked at the dirt.

"Well if you want," Ryan said in a sly voice. Zoie's response was to raise her gun and point it right back at his head without evening looking at him. "Kidding, kidding!"

"Why you be here tellin' me? We ain't exactly two peas in a pod," she asked, skeptical of his intentions, as she looked over at him and kept her pistol aimed where it was.

"Survival. Mind getting me out of the sun before I tell you anything else? It's hot as hell out here and I am thirsty as fuck," Ryan said. It wasn't a lie, it was hot and he was thirsty but he wanted out of the sun and the direct line of fire as quickly as possible.

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Astrid Hansen

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Location: The Infirmary

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Astrid tossed the papers that had surrounded the band-aide into the trash and got back to work. She only had a few things to straighten up before she was able to sit down at the desk and pull out her worn copy of the Nursing Diagnosis Handbook and went to her studies. She had a lot to learn still even though she had picked up a lot and been taught even more by Froggy over the last month.

Sighing she pushed the book away and grumbled a bit under her breath. She was brooding. Neisha hadn't said two words to her when she dropped off Sophia and the rudeness of the situation was starting to get to her. Astrid had done what she could over the last month to ensure that Neisha had gotten to see Sophia. Froggy didn't want the woman anywhere near the infirmary, but Astrid had arranged for the girl to be able to stop by and made sure to keep her informed.

Astrid felt no remorse for binding the woman when she came in that day. She was acting like a raving lunatic, as if she knew everything and owned the joint. Only causing treatment to be delayed and ticking off the resident doctor. The woman's attitude and self righteousness had been a plague since she arrived. But Astrid had kept her mouth shut and kept doing her job. But to keep acting this way over a month. Astrid had had it. Rudeness and lack of gratitude was not something she could tolerate.

Looking over as Bridgette came in she leaned back in her chair and shook her head. "No, haven't seen Triple B today. Maybe she is walking the perimeter?" she said as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Kicking a chair out to her friend she finally unloaded what was going through her mind. Astrid wasn't one to talk a lot but when she finally did really voice herself, she voiced it in detail and quickly. Sighing she rubbed the bridge of her nose. "To take a page from your book. Fuck that cunt."

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Tatiana Korvo

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Location:The Mess Hall

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Tatiana stayed next to Jack, following his lead and sitting down next to him in silence as her eyes darted about. Her fingers folding over Jack's as the food was brought over to them and sat down by the older woman. She forced a bit of a thin lipped smile to her and nodded. "Dank you," she squeaked out. She felt the butterflies in her stomach flittering around and sighed. She hated being this nervous around people but after everything she was just glad she hadn't passed out.

Seeing Ash come over and introduce himself she stayed seated, just holding onto Jack's hand as he stood and went to shake the man's hand. She was happy at least one of them could function as a normal adult. "I Tatiana," she said in that same squeaky nervous voice as she looked up at Ash and then her eyes darted back down.

Figuring she would let the others just talk until she was directly addressed she sat there, touching the edge of her tray a bit but not eating yet. Then Zoie suddenly got word in from the front gate and excused herself. She wondered what that was about but as it came into through the radio Tatiana went white. Worried something bad was going to happen, worried they would be blamed since they arrived just before whoever this Ryan guy was. Letting out a shaky breath she tightened her hand in Jack's, squeezing it.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

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Danica Graves

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Location: Inside the ER
Interacting With: @Sohtem

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"I say it's new!" she said as she grabbed a hold of Elizabeth and with her help tried to get off the wall. Then as suddenly as she had been thrown against the wall she felt gravity kick back in and she hit the floor hard, sprawled out flat as she let out a coughing breath against the cold tile. "Well that was fun, remind me to mark it off my bucket list," she groaned as she rolled over onto her back and tried to collect herself.

She hoped that would be it but the flickering of the lights reminded her of bad horror flicks. That was never a good sign. Sitting up she looked around slowly and then watched as Elizabeth was suddenly in the sunlight and burning because of John. "John, stop!!!" she yelled and he vanished. "Well that was easy enough," she said as she stumbled to her feet and held her mid section as Mary was losing her shit. She couldn't exactly blame the woman, if she hadn't had the sense knocked out of her just a few moments ago she might be acting the same way. Right then she was a bit too stunned and in a little too much pain to let fear fully register.

Then Mary spoke, no John spoke. She was going to ask what book but then she was lunged at and Danica moved quickly. This was getting out of hand. She didn't know how long she would be able to see him and she crashed against the carts near the cabinets and grabbed the first thing she could get her hands on. Baby powder? "Fuck it," she said as she threw the thing at the ground and it billowed up around the room, sending a cloud of white everywhere. Grabbing Elizabeth by the arm she yanked at her, darting around the sunlight so the woman didn't burn even more and grabbing her pack on the way out as she tried to get the hell out of there and into the crowd of the ER. Staying there wasn't an option in her mind.

Looking around frantically as she shouldered her pack she wanted to make a break for the door but the sun was something she doubted that Elizabeth could handle. The woman kept seeming to react to sunlight like a chicken nugget in a deep fryer and it didn't smell near as good. "We gotta get the fuck out of here," she said as she continued to pull Elizabeth with her and started grabbing blankets and tossing them at the woman's chest. "Think we can play umbrella with those?"

The Altenian Nexus - Accepting

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Silvia Adenias

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Location: The Infirmary -> The MOR

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"Works for me," Silvia said before biding the rest of the staff a quick "toodles" and heading for the elevator and heading up to the MOR. Taking her seat she rolled her neck a little bit and got to work trying to help usher people here and there to back Tryke up with the repairs; sending some comms back to Earth to have some supplies and a few more hands sent when they sent over the core.

Down in the Infirmary Crisna got to work with making sure anyone that had been injured in everything was tended to. Tristan lay there for a good hour before he began to stir but Crisna put a quick end to that and sedated him heavily. She was not ready to deal with the blow up she knew he was going lash out. She could always put it off to the powers that be that he could have been injured and she wanted to ensure he got the rest he needed. He had just come off a long shift before Silvia arrived after all right?

Time seemed to go quickly and now that there were not ships being tossed at the planet without warning the place was starting to run like clock work. Silvia was no peach to work for, she pushed people hard; very hard. Thing was though she was never cruel about it, she held herself to a high standard and held those in the tower to the same level. Work got done quickly and even though people were obviously getting tired it seemed they didn't mind as much since they were not being berated every five minutes.

The ship from Earth came in with the core, extra repair supplies and a team of 6 crew members that were being temporarily assigned to the Altenian Tower; 1 Singer to check the crystals, 1 Empath to help Crisna, 3 Repair Workers to back up Tryke, and 1 Security Specialist to help Fisher but more so just to check on Silvia. It was Marc, someone that Silvia had not expected but was not going to complain.

Sitting back in her seat she glanced around, the last ship for the day was docked and being unloaded. There wouldn't be anything else coming in for another 12 hours. Down in holding was their prisoner, Tristan was being examined by the new Empath because Crisna was not about to deal with Tristan if she didn't have to. He had finally awoken and ended up sending several pieces of equipment into another wall. More repairs for Tryke. Marc was going over the lists of what all Earth had sent to help Altenia with Silvia. Seemed things were calm, hopefully they would stay that way, at least until the repairs were done.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Cynthia McMillan

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Location: The hotel

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Cynthia grumbled a bit as her face was planted into the pillow, her hair disheveled all over the place as she tucked her hands under her chest and refused to look around just yet. She had spent the evening with the sisters, rambling on and on about nothing and everything. Then came sleep time, and she still rambled in her sleep. Muttering this and that about stars, it always went back to the stars. Then partway through the night she started yelling something about getting the camera out of her face before she finally shut up. It had been a restless night for the woman, every night was like that.

Pushing the fluffy pillow down she glanced around and hissed slightly at the light. "It burns us," she grumbled as she squinted her eyes, sounding rather like Gizmo from Gremlins when she spoke. Huffing she finally rolled over onto her back and pulled her pillow out from underneath her head as she stared at the ceiling. Mornings had never and would never be Cynthia's thing.

She smiled as she heard Riley ordering breakfast. "Thank you," she said rather uncrazy like. Mornings, while she hated them, where the best time of day for her. The crazy seemed to stay asleep for a few hours when she woke and she could focus a lot better. Granted that could be cut down to a few minutes, it just all depended on how stressed she got.

Turning her head she looked over towards Tuesday and perked a brow as she sat up. She knew that look well. There had been so many people that had been locked up with her over the years that hadn't been crazy but had been detoxing. Cynthia didn't know what the woman was detoxing from but she knew it was something. Sitting up she grabbed her purse and pulled out a prescription pill bottle. In the bottle were little white pills with BAC 10 stamped into them. Taking one for herself and then slipping out of bed and holding it out to Tuesday she smiled a bit.

"Baclofen. They give it to me since I hurt my back while being restrained years ago. It'll helps with the shakes and yeah... it helps," she said quietly. She knew she probably shouldn't be handing out pills to someone in Tuesdays condition but she had seen these same pills used on others going through detox in the mental ward. One pill wouldn't kill her. Setting the pill down on the dresser next to the coffee maker and tea bag she turned away as if it was nothing and went to find her clothing.

Stopping as she heard yelling outside she walked over to the window and peeked outside. "Ada and Kai are already at it," she chuckled.

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Timothy Grayson

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Location: Sheriff's Office

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Tim looked up from his desk as Jacob was shown into the room by one of his deputies. Closing the folder of files he was looking at and setting his cup down on the desk. Leaning forward he laced his fingers together after motioning for the man to have a seat in the chair opposite of him.

"Okay, what do you have to show me?" he asked. It was obvious the man hadn't gotten any sleep and that he was a bit frazzled from everything going on but for a cop that hadn't ever had to deal with a murder case and then suddenly five dead in less than forty-eight hours, he was handling it remarkably well.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

@Pundii @FantasyChic @Lord Wraith @Morose @Peaceless @Dragoknighte @BlueSky44 @JustDoingMe

Okay a few quick updates peeps -

1) If I have not pmed you the chat room - PM me to remind me!

2) Once you have completed the relations sheets and have posted them under your CS - Tag me here so I can mark you ready to go. (You only have to do complete relations for those on your ship! If you want to have your character know folks on the opposing side, that is fine. Just know once you Tag me to submit your relation sheet as completed, it is marked as completed. NO adding in a relation later on with characters. Only Exemption to that is when new players join up)

3) Pilots! There is a new link in the original OOC that will be used to calculate trip time between planets. Specs needed are provided in your ships individual specs listing.

4) Vengeance members - all rooms have been assigned, so make note of your bunk and where it is on the layout.

5) Retribution members - There are not numbers listed for room assignments on the current layout map. Assume High Ranking Officers have the larger rooms, everyone else is in the smaller ones for now.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

@knighthawk That works, I can add in a pilot position in on Retribution no problem.