Lady Absinthia

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

---

---

---

@rivaan @Morose @FantasyChic @Nallore @Sigil @ONL

---

October 4th, 1924 - 11:45 p.m. Local Time

---

---

"That is truly stunning. Amazing, such art developed because of mathematical precision. Yet is that not the way of the universe, everything broken down into a mathematical equation whether we know it or not. It truly is the language of the universe," Vera said in a kind voice as she looked at what Nora was drawing. Vera was not fully understanding when it came to all things mathematical but she understood Peters love for it and she could see some of that same love in Nora. It was something she respected.

It wasn't long until Neema had returned with a meal for the guests. It was traditional dishes of the area, rather spicy, but wonderfully colorful and tasty none the less. As they sat and ate Neema sat down and did not par take. It wasn't that she was hungry but she had promised to tell what she knew. No whether or not she was telling everything was yet to be seen but what she was saying could be rather eye opening. Her nephew sat beside Mosi and ate as his aunt spoke. Akhmed seemed to not be paying much attention, his eyes never leaving Josephine but every so often he would shoot a look towards Neema.

"The ancient Egyptians ruled this world for thousands of years. This was no mistake. While many have tried to rule as much land for as long, it is not an easy task. Yet they knew how to tap into the power of the gods. And right now it seems that others are trying to reawaken that very power. It is the time of Bastet, the patron of protection, or magic, dance, love, and of course cats. Large and small. Her eye is fixed it seems and yet even with her protection you are vulnerable. Fight against it and you will drown in the river Nile. Flow with it and it could take you places you never dreamed. Look out though, the Sepermu are aware of your discoveries. While the tomb of King Tutankhamen may be shinning a light on Egypt, lurking in the shadows are the Sepermu. Evil people, who do evil things. They are bent on controlling the Dermeie and if they are able to locate all of the Re Vikn, our world may never be the same. These people have no soul. The person to hold them all was Thutmose and his reign changed the face of the ancient world."

Vera sat there listening. It was all a bit much to take in. She would glance over towards Nora and then the rest from time to time but she could not, even with everything that had happened, wrap her mind around it. It was all spirits and hokum as far as she was concerned. It would take more than a few events to change a life time of following science.

"So some magic items gave Thutmose the power to become the richest pharaoh? It couldn't just be because he was a great man during a time of prosperity? Why do great acts have to be caused by some higher power instead of our own?" she asked in disbelief.

"Some things are unobtainable by the hands of man," was all that Neema would say. Vera just huffed slightly, blowing her hair out of her features. While she didn't believe in what Neema was saying, she intended to research many of the names and words the woman was using. To see what she could find that was true. "It is getting late and you all have had a long day. I suggest we all get a good nights sleep. Tomorrow is a new day and if we are lucky, the sun will rise."

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

---

---

Update

---

Alright, remember the tower is coming down. This means there is debris starting to fall from above, there is a lot of noise, the floor and walls are shaking, etc. Keep this in mind. Would your character really have the state of mind to speak anything or are they just running at this point. Are they panicking? Running for their life? Yeah, they better, lol.

• FSC:
  • Takes a massive bite out of Sana and is able to poison her with the first attack, isn't able to pull off a second.
• TZ:
  • Doesn't land on his feet as Keystone throws him off. Falls down the stairs and body slams into Keystone's back doing moderate damage. Is't able to get off a full attack this round but does manage to latch back on.

---

---

Map:

---

New Rotation:
Keystone
Cyn
Sana
Thomas
Sat
Nor
FSC
TZ

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@ONL I am thinking bring him in with Nals new character one change of day - we are almost there so probably best.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@ONL Yeah, will just have to figure out where and when to bring him in.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

---

---

Update

---

---

Arnco Mills - Ash, Riley, Jack, Tiffany 5/28/18 Update

Sharpsburg - Ray, Amelia 6/05/18 Update

Matt moves off scene and out of sight. Medic shuts the door once everyone is inside and looks over towards Guy who is on the radio. "Oh shit, boss!!! Sweet Jesus it's good to hear your voice. I think we got Froggy on the static end but can't hear anything else. No others checking in. We are hunkered down for the night. What's the plan boss?" he asks before going silent and waiting for an answer or anymore coming in from anyone else.

"staticgarbletwostatichellogarblehearmegarblestatic," came in and then that frequency went dead. Guy sighed as it did but stayed on, the connection still sounded strong between Sharpsburg and Arnco Mills. "Boss? You still there? We are heading for Zebulon in the morning." He went silent again waiting for Ash to answer.

Attack on Eden - 6/05/18 Update

Edenites are still kicking on the second floor but Manny is able to find the key that opens his cage. The man that was shot is still alive but has not fired off another shot as of yet. Looks like he is reloading, slowly, and injured. More in the post below....

---

---

Eden

---

---

Location: Eden: Terrace near stairs, Top of stairs second floor, Stairs, between first and second floor
Skills: Survival, Pistol, Close Combat Fighting, Knife, Hand To Hand Combat, Rifle, Shotgun, Brawling, Hunting

---

"Shit, I never run out of songs!" Lola laughed and as if to prove her point, broke into another one.

"Oh, baby, baby
Oh, baby, baby

Oh, baby, baby,
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here?
Oh, baby, baby,
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah

Show me how you want it to be
Tell me, baby,
'Cause I need to know now, oh, because...

My loneliness
Is killing me and I
I must confess
I still believe, still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me, baby, one more time

Oh, baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy, you got me blinded
Oh, pretty baby,
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
It's not the way I planned it."

Gavin chuckled a bit as Lola broke out into song again. She was listening to what people were saying but she was having fun and when she had fun, or even wen she didn't she broke out into song. Gavin spotted Thana come in from the other side and let out a breath of relief. He couldn't help but give her a broad goofy shit eating grin when he saw her. Seemed like the whole team that had come this way was still kicking and that was good, especially with as much as they had been up against so far.

Thana didn't pay Gavin any mind when she came around the corner and into view. "Gavin is our best shot," she said idlely. She was right, the man was a marksman, she only had known one person that could out shoot Gavin and that was Zoie. Zoie was dead and the main reason that Thana was there.

"Damn right, I go first, you bring up the rear." Gavin was game to play the front line.

"Show me how you want it to be
Tell me, baby,
'Cause I need to know now, oh, because...

My loneliness
Is killing me and I
I must confess
I still believe, still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me, baby, one more time

Oh, baby, baby
Oh, baby, baby
Ah, yeah, yeah

Oh, baby, baby,
How was I supposed to know?
Oh, pretty baby,
I shouldn't have let you go."

Lola was listening but still singing her heart out as she glanced around. They said it was clear on their end, so that was good. Lola knew it was clear on her own side. So that just meant up up and away to go. "Not alone, I will flank you," Thana said in a firm voice. Part of it was that she came here because of her sister and didn't want anyone to die because of her actions, the other part of her just wanted to put some distance between her and Lola's singing.

"Screw that Strawberry, I ain't letting ya take point withs me, you nuts," Gavin spouted off quickly. This only caused Thana's eyes to narrow.

"Listen here, you don't out rank me cowboy, who the hell..." Thana started to snap but before she could get another word out of her mouth the Kiwi decided to take off up the stairs. Looked like she wasn't waiting another minute.

"Cover us," Gavin said, not missing a beat and taking the opportunity to start climbing the stairs behind Lola by several stairs. She had a hell of a start on them. Thana grumbled under her breath and then looked over at the others.

"Guess it's decided then, let's move, watch your 12 and 6," she said before she turned to start towards the stairs.

"I must confess
That my loneliness
Is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign?
Hit me, baby, one more time

My loneliness
Is killing me and I
I must confess
I still believe, still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me, baby, one more time

I must confess
That my loneliness
Is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign?
Hit me, baby, one more time"

"Alright." Lola turned slowly, looking back at Gavin who was tearing up the stairs right behind her. Her expression went slightly blank as her hand came up. Dropping her weapon in the process. Blood starting pouring from her chest. As her knees began to buckle Gavin reached out and grabbed her, pulling her back down to the landing proper and behind the wall.

"Shit girl, come on, stay with me, stay with me," he said as he knelt and laid her down, putting pressure on her chest but there was nothing to be done about it. Her eyes closed and her body went limp. "No, no, no, God Damn It!" he yelled out as he fell back onto his rear and pushed his curls out of his face, blood staining his forehead and hair as he did. Huffing roughly through his nose he shook his head and pushed away a tear that was threatening to spill out. He had only known her a short amount of time but he liked Lola. She was fun.

Leaning forward he barely looked as he peaked around the corner and got back on his feet. He fired off one, two, step, three, step, four, step, five shots. Each one barreling into Lola's killers body as he rapidly climbed the stairs and spit on the corpse. It was a waste of bullets but it was worth it. Turning he took one in the shoulder as another Edenite fired and he slammed against the partition between the room and the stairs. "Wes gots more!" he yelled down the stairs.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

---

---

---

Date: Monday May 22nd, 2017

---

@Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @FantasyChic @Nallore

---

---

"Oh that sucks Riley, yeah yeah, I will take care of everything. What time does your flight land in Indianapolis? I can drive out there to pick you up and bring you to Grimm," he offered. They wouldn't land in Indianapolis until 3A.M. that morning since they were flying from the west to the east coast. And then it was a two hour drive in the middle of the night to Grimm. Having someone local pick them up that Riley trusted wasn't a bad idea.

Roy stayed quiet during the drive and once they were at the airport he grabbed his bags, giving Riley a thanks for the ticket but saying he could get her reimbursed once they got back. He could but he wasn't putting in for it until then, he didn't want to give anyone a heads up at Justice PD where they were going. Things at the airport were calm enough even though there was heightened security because if a tiger that had gotten out from the circus nearby. Roy had to show his badge and Id while checking in his bag due to the weapons but there wasn't a problem since they were getting checked and he wasn't trying to carry on the small arsenal.

"Yeah I got it but not about to call her while she's sneaking around but here," he said as he pulled up on his phone the layout of the building.

Valerie walked with Keystone, Wadsworth following closely behind as they were lead through what was left of the party and towards the office. Once there, Wadsworth rushed ahead and opened the door. Valerie nodded and released Keystones arm. "Far enough lad, back to your job," she said before walking through the door. Wadsworth gave Keystone a look before pulling the door shut quickly and vanishing inside of it with Ms. Pyre.

A door opened quickly up stairs and feet could be heard rushing down. "Well that was fun..." she said as she came into view. Zoie looked a little tense as she sat down next to Mali and forced a smile. A small spot of blood on her cheek but it didn't look like it was from her. In fact she looked injury free.

"What did you do?" Relic asked quickly.

"Can we get out of here?" she asked, not answering him.

"Monitors are still down, there is a back exit but security looks tight," he said rubbing his face.

"True but you can discuss them to family if they have power of attorney right? Check your files," the man said as he pulled into the Circus and parked the car in the dirt parkinglot near the back. Turning around rested his arm over the head rest and eyed her. "Barney Ross," he said as he pulled out his ID and showed it to her. "As her doctor you know as well as I do, she is in no condition to make decisions for herself," he stated flatly.

"There are always the tunnels," Zoie said as she pushed her hair out of her face.

"What tunnels?" Relic asked.

"The sewers."

Roy groaned as they made their way through security and then towards the gate. They still had half an hour before boarding began and Roy pushed on his stomach a bit. "Going to grab something for wings from earlier, anyone need anything from the duty free shop?" he asked as he looked at the girls.

"Funny thing, neither of them were crazy to start, it was the system that made them that way. Well more than that for my daughter but they didn't help. Other than why you haven't been killed yet, are you here to help or make matters worse?" Barney asked as he put his wallet up.

Down in Mexico the party was still going strong, well party was a strong word for it but that was how funerals were for this part of the world. Maria had gotten her hands on Liam and put him down the night, eventually going to where the music was and having it turned down so the baby could sleep. It wasn't normal for such events to be on the quiet side but her grand son was more important to her than her deceased daughter right then. Her grandson was still alive.

The woman stepped away and into the garden where she made a phone call, sitting there speaking to someone elsewhere. "Yes, I understand. You can deal with it. No, I don't care. Listen my daughter is dead, I have more important things to tend to, you deal with this shit," she said before hanging up the phone and shoving it in her back pocket. She didn't look happy.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

March 24th, 1823

Scotland

---

Annan: "Yey, of course m'lady," a young woman said as she looked over from cleaning a table that was a mess from the night before. Her mousey brown hair was pulled back into a messy bun and tied off with a thin piece of worn yarn, it seemed to have a life of its own as she moved through a door to the kitchen. It was but a few moments later she came out with a pipping hot pot of water, several teas and a metal mesh tea bulb there, as well as milk and lemon and sugar on the tray. A few biscuits were laid out as well. "Will this do?" she asked as she carried it over to Maeve.

"I came here with low expectations and am finding myself terribly disappointed," a thick raspy voice called out from the top of the stairs. The Lady Kirkpatrick was standing there, cane in hand, dressed in gray. "I want tea, not sweets. Now, go, full Scottish breakfast for two. Bacon crisp, not burnt. Toast dry. Eggs hard boiled, three minutes 35 seconds. Salt, pepper. Sausage blood, black. Beans cold, tomato fresh, black pudding. Go."

The girl nearly dropped the tray from shock but quickly put it down, taking the sweet biscuits with her and rushing back to the kitchen. "The builders tea will do, strong," she said as she started to make her way down the stairs, her cane knocking the wood hard with each step she took, not evening looking at Maeve as she stepped and moved over to a table to seat herself. "Laid eyes on the bumbling babbling balking baboon this morn?" she asked as she sat herself and finally looked at Maeve, obviously referring to the Fumbling Father.

---

England

---

London: Sister Sophia handed over the small note that Elizaveta had left behind and shook her head. "I have not seen either of them. Last I knev they vere vith her last evening. The papers for the young master James were left behind vith the note. I fear they ventured out vith the Grand Duchess." The usually scowling sister looks rather livid that the Grand Duchess would have dared to leave but in the same breath she doesn't look surprised. Elizaveta was never one to fall in line. "That child tests my patience." Her voice was flat and cold as she spoke but she turned and left the scene, moving to start searching the tents for any of the three women. Her eyes half way glanced towards Constantin as she walked by.

"Who vill punish a soon to be Czarinia? And yesterday, vhat does she need punishment for? A trance placed on her by another? An attack she could not fight against? Or a performance that shoved our strength and that ve vould not bov to any but god?" she said before continuing on her way. While she did agree that Elizaveta needed to be put in her place for running off, yesterday wasn't exactly a good example of that. If anything is proved that the young Czarina did things her way and they worked out. Today however, no one was of high enough placement to punish her even if she could be found. Other than perhaps Vlad and that was only in a fatherly respect. One that Sophia did not agree with.

Agree, disagree, sleep, wake, run, stay. Around and around we go, it matter not for no one knows. He was awake, children were sleeping. Let them sleep, let them lay there in dreams or nightmares, whichever made their hearts glad and reset their minds. His mind was fine, it was always fine, glad, not mad and so he greeted the day. The door swinging open and Dieter, the ferret, not his brother, staying curled up with Adam. "Ahh, bright day, beautiful day, wait, no, red dawn, blood dawn, split blood. Never good, a mad day, not a glad day."

Was blood split, or was it found, in the ground, running from rocks. One cannot get blood from a stone. Step, turn, dodge people rushing by, such panic, woman in black, scowl on her face, a wicked witch, no a nun, they were worse, penguins with hands and rulers, ouch. Nope, just nope. Walking and bobbing, and weaving, a skip and a step, a hop and a jump, over to the crowds. Push glasses up the bridge of the nose, squint and widened the eyes, allergies or ticks, the twitch not the bug. Gone? Perhaps blood was spilt but nah, couldn't be, then there would be more in black instead of colors, faces would be sad not mad. Well, no one was glad. Well except him. So he grinned and looked. "Do we have a problem with barbegles?" he asked out of the blue, or was it out of the red since it was a red dawn after all.

Manchester: The town is quiet this morning even though people are out in the streets trying to clean up the mess from the attack. Everyone seems very disheartened because of the dead and the numerous fires that had been started. So much loss in such a short amount of time. Gerard climbed out of the carriage and looked around. This was not good, not good at all. He spotted Fyror walking and stood there for a moment before rushing to catch up as a woman mentioned an attack.

"Attack?" he said before looking over towards Fyror. "We must find Milli, if there was an attack she might be hurt if she was in town," he said, a worried look passing through his eyes, though the thought of Rutherford coming into harm did please him it wouldn't have been worth it in his eyes if Millicent had come to harm because of it.

Looking over towards the woman he bowed slightly. "Forgive me, I am Gerard Connolly. Stable Manager for the Wyndhams. During such attacks, the local churchs are normally where aid stations are set, there is one two blocks west from here," he said in a kind voice but quiet voice.

Nottingham: Elizaveta looked around. Nottingham was a larger city so there was a chance. "Perhaps, maybe, not sure," she said. She wasn't sure since her nation did not take part in such trainings and she was unfamiliar with the country. Looking around she ran her fingers through her hair, the night ride had taken it's toll on her golden locks and she wasn't having it. Not that she was vain but it kept falling in her face. As she took a step here and there to stretch out her legs she quickly braided it and tied it off. It wasn't befitting someone of her status but Elizaveta was rarely worried about such things, especially now. Her tiger was enough to make her stand out. She didn't need extra attention. The three women stood out like sore thumbs.

There was a stable not far from them and a inn just across the street. "Let us tend to our animals and ourselves first. Sending vord to people ve are trying to avoid is at the bottom of list. Church learns, church send vord to circus," she said, reminding Mary they were try to keep people from knowing where they were. Looking over towards Virginia she smiled slightly. "You did well, thank you for coming vith. Perhaps your skills vill be able to help us locate your friend vhen ve get further north," she said as Myshka pushed his nose into her hand. "Yes yes, food," she said as she chuckled a bit and started to move seemlessly over towards the stable, where a young boy stood looking both in awe and fear at seeing a tiger. He didn't even know what type of animal it was. This could get interesting.

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

---

---

Jahosafat & Atticus & Anisa

---

Location: Prometheus: Upper Deck: Captains Quarters (2), Upper Deck: Single Blue (3) -> Outside Foyer, Upper Deck: Galley And Lounge (6)
Skills: N/A

---

Enjoying a morning cup of java was a most pleasant experience and a wonderful way to start the day if he did say so himself, even to himself but alas his moments to himself were cut short as a voice came wafting into his senses. Not that it was an unpleasant voice to hear. It was none other than his patient, Mei, who was speaking. He looked over to the woman and gave her a broad grin as he pulled out another cup and poured a dark cup of black gold for the woman. Sliding it over to her gently as to not slosh it around.

"Greetings and salutations my dear. It is right pleasing to set eyes on you this morning. I slept monumentally well if i must say my new accommodations while on the lower end of quality did me no harm I am pleased to say and even more pleased that you are up and moving about the way you are. Do tell me, how are you feeling this morning? Any pain?" he asked her as he took a seat and then a long sip from his own cup. It seemed his thirst for coffee was the only thing shutting him up long enough to let her speak.

Though if he had seen what was going on elsewhere in the ship he might have been rendered speechless himself. Anisa sure as hell was as she stood there and stared blankly towards Harper for a moment. She didn't say a word and just let him exit as he seemed to be stumbling over himself. At his words she wasn't sure if he was trying to be cute or just facetious at the time but as the door close she huffed and blew a loose strand of hair out of her face. Closing the shower curtain she got back to doing what she had started out to do, getting cleaned up for the day ahead. They had a job to do, off time things could wait until she was off shift again, which would be once they were in the black.

Jahosafat quirked a brow as Harper came in and said nothing. "It is right courteous for one to say good morning to their fellow crew members when one enters the galley and there are others already present," he said as before taking another sip of his coffee. "There is some liquid black gold pipping hot over there if you wish to partake, from my personal stores. I think you will find it much more robust than the ships stock. Now, did you not sleep well last night? Is that why you lacked greeting this A.M.?" he seemed to taunt as he grinned and then gave a sideways glance over towards Mei.

Atticus crawled out of bed and manged to get dressed. He was feeling whoozy as hell this morning and much more slow going about getting ready than he had normally been, even after a night of binge drinking. Rubbing his chest, he felt a sharp burning. "Fucking christ, heartburn... Damn dumplings," he mumbled to himself as he belched and then pulled his boots on. He figured it was nothing a cup of coffee and some antacids wouldn't solve, that and about ten headache pills to help with the pounding in his temples.

Climbing out of the shower, Anisa was quick to get dressed and style her hair. She had work to do and the first thing was first, she had to brief the crew on their job. She had wanted to the night before but with all the drinking and getting to know each other she had felt it was best to to just do it this morning. When heads were clearer. Sliding her boots on she stood and fastened her side arm holster to her hip and fluffed her hair. She did feel more relaxed this morning.

Atticus left his room and began to head straight for the galleyway. "God damn it," he said as he passed Foys little make shift barber shop. His eyes half way looking towards Foy and Jackie before he hit knees and then face planted onto the ground. His eyes were wide open but he wasn't moving.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

---

---

---

@rivaan @Morose @FantasyChic @Nallore @Sigil @ONL

---

October 4th, 1924 - 11:35 p.m. Local Time

---

---

"You are most welcome," Aton said to Mosi before following his aunt. Akhmed was glad to help Josephine out of the car, waiting for her to exchange the usual pleasantries before following Nora and guiding Josephine into the sitting room and finding a seat for her. One of which was large enough for him to sit next to her. He looked like a proud peacock and Vera looked a bit confused before turning her attention to Nora and following in kind.

Vera took a seat near Nora and glanced around. What are you sketching if you do not mind me asking," Vera said to Nora. She sat there, fiddling with her hands a bit as she waited for an answer. She felt a bit out of place and it reminded her of many an event she had to attend in London during the season. Being among many she had nothing in common with. Peter was one of the few back then she could ever speak to about things. Thankfully Nora was on the scholarly side as well and she felt more comfortable speaking to her than the rest. It wasn't that she had anything against them, she just either didn't know them or they were just so very different in her eyes. Perhaps Mahendra wasn't but he was a male and those lines never went well when crossed.

Akhmed could have really cared less about the conversations going on with the others as his eyes were on Josephine. "Are you looking into any new roles to play?" he asked her, wanting to know more about her life than those that were dead.

Neema came in a short time later, pushing a cart with several pots of tea and coffee on them as well as some finger foods to hold people over while the rest of the meal was being prepared. "Will be a bit but this should tied you over," she said before making an exit and going back out of the room. Aton was in the kitchen it seemed and being forced to help his aunt make the meal. To Neema it was only fair considering he had bought some people there for a meal as well. She had been expecting him, not several others on top of it. Not that minded, she would feed anyone her nephew bought over but still he had to help. It was only right in her book.

Vera glanced down at her watch and noted the time. It hadn't been too terribly long since they arrived and the drive was short to get there. It was understandable she hadn't heard from Reginald as of yet but she still worried. Peter ad George should have been back hours ago, where they were and what could be going on worried her. She kept telling herself not to worry because if Peter had already survived so much, there would be no reason for something else bad to happen. It was just highly improbable.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

---

---

---

@Morose @FantasyChic @Nallore @Sigil @Natsu @Dragoknighte @Mnkee

---

October 31st, 1943
Ville au Camp

---

---

Evelina glanced over towards Faith and watched her for a moment. She doubted this was something the woman wanted to do but it was part of this life here and while it may have seemed off considering everything to Evelina this was the most important part of the day. It helped to give a sense of structure to an otherwise woefully random existence. Something a bit less death defying at the end of the day. For her, it made the reasons they did what they did feel more concrete. As long as the day kept resetting, it meant that the world was still turning, that life was still going. It was a needed reminder, especially when things went bad. Like today, losing Peter. She needed this and in time, she was confidant that the newest members of their family would need it as well.

One of the little girls looking at Alexandras eyes widened. "What's a bowldress?"

"She didn't say bowldress you ninny, she said troll press," a boy in a clown mask pipped in.

Evelina rose a brow and then glanced towards Alexandra, this was her show now and it seemed it was going to be interesting.

Several kids with flower patterned sheets over their heads went over to Faith and made booing sounds. Granted the only thing scary about them was the horrific orange and purple flowers on the sheets.

A bright eyed girl with dark brown hair and ebony skin walked over to Andromeda, raising her hand slightly. "I like stories," she said nervously. There were a couple of others heading over to her now but this was the only one that spoke up. Seemed they were dividing up, only the "colored" children were together with Andromeda. The rest of the children of Caucasian decent looked to be split up with Faith and Alexandra.

As the trio walked, so did the kids to keep up. Minus one who was hanging on Evelinas coat tails. She just nodded, waved the girls off to tell their tales and give a tour as she remained at the gate. A little brown eyed boy just looked up at her. "They harness the three," he said. Evelina seemed to take a deep breath and simply nod.

---

October 4th, 1924 - 11:35 p.m.
Cairo, Egypt

---

---

Alicia looked over at George and her mouth went slackjawed. It was rare for the woman to be rendered speechless but there it was. Not a noise leaving her mouth, at least for a moment. Nothing lasted forever, well maybe other than regret. Shaking her head a bit she then found her voice again. "You're crazier than I am! Go back? There? Are you serious! I mean it's bad enough Peter going here since we never go back but what you are talking is madness! Like Sparta madness!"

George just shrugged a bit and looked down the Alleyway before motioning to Alicia all was clear. She couldn't believe what he was proposing. Evelina would have a shit fit if he up and tried what he was suggesting. It wasn't that she was against the idea but damn. It was insane even by Gonzalez standards and that was saying something. Taking a deep breath she walked down the alleyway before looking over at George again.

"Go I got this," she said, shooing him off. George nodded slightly. he did need to get back and give some sort of explanation. Yet before he could do that he had to do one more thing and it wasn't going to be easy. Taking a deep breath he grunted a bit before heading off. It was time to get things in line so he could at least give some sort of closure to Peters family, closure that he really shouldn't have had to give.