Lady Absinthia

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

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Alright, the deadies and badies from the third floor have been dealt with - now to try to save your own asses. First person to reach the 1st floor fully, pm me for what you see. Outside the place looks much worse than it did when you all first arrived. And now there is a dead body on the ground outside thanks to Keystone. The place is collapsing and quickly. People from the village are starting to walk from their spots in town towards the tower a bit, gawking at it.

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New Rotation:
Keystone
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Sana
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Thomas

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

March 24th, 1823

Scotland

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Annan: The Lady Fitzpatrick nodded a bit as the woman finally brought back food for Maeve. There was a bit of mischief in her eyes as she glanced towards Maeve. "Why yes. Sponsor. There are many that have been trained from Scotland and Ireland that I personally funded once I came into a position to do so."

Reaching into the folds of her skirt, she pulled from her skirt pocket a small ledger with rough and worn leather binding. It looked as if it could have been as old as she was. Placing it on the table she let her fingers drum across the top of it. "Each name in this ledger is someone I have sponsored over the years. Training in many cases, funding for expeditions, loans given out, favors granted." Resting her weathered hand on it she pressed it down a bit as the years of flipping through the book left it to the point where it never truly closed fully anymore. "Every one of them owe me."

Shrugging to herself she slipped it back into her skirt pocket and went back to eating, finishing her meal rather unceremoniously. Reaching she took her cane and rose from her seat. "Finish your breakfast, gather our belongings and ensure they are loaded into the carriage. Rory should be out front shortly," she said nonchalantly before she began making her way to the door. The tip of her cane echoing through the room with each step she took. It was as if she was purposefully driving it against the wood far more heavily than was needed as she walked. (Move forward and have carriage loaded by end of post.)

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London: Around and around we go, where we stop we never know. Why should he know. Knowing took away all the fun, or added to the fun. Maybe it added a spoonful of sugar to help the medicine go down. Maybe it added a spoonful of vinegar to make the medicine come out smoothly. Vinegar and sugar, sugar and honey, vinegar and honey. Flies to come and flies to go, catch a fly by its toe, catch a tiger by its toe. Don't become a meal for the tiger.

"And the walls come a tumbling down but not yet. Not yet, so much to get, so much to gather. And the tents come tumbling down tumbling tumblers tumbling the tents. Boxes and crates, folded and fluffed. Packed to the nines, to the tens, to the elevens. Because it is eleven! Oh, oh, crates, boxes and bags. I must pack! Time to fly!" Ludwig exclaimed and before one knew it, his nose twitched a bit more his eyes fluttering. Flutter, flutter, flutterfly, butterfly. Fairy time! And bip! He shrunk!

Down he went, a glow about him for a minute and then he hovered. Dieter, his ferret, not his brother, luckily jumped from his shoulder to Vlads as Ludwig went and changed without warning. Then he fluttered off and Dieter (his ferret, not his brother) leapt after him, rushing through the Circus towards the exit to follow. Seemed Ludwig had finally remembered he had possessions outside of the circus he had to recover. (Move forward and have Circus ready to move by end of post. No visions this past round.)

Manchester: With the morning moving on, the city was coming more alive. People searching for survivors, others leaving quickly in their carriages, on horseback, on foot. It would take some time for the city to recover but those that lived had to press on. Could this be just the beginning or was this just a rare thing? The people of Manchester were afraid and just wanted to get through the day.

Gerard would make his way to the church to take care of what was needed and then leave in the morning, perhaps that evening, back for London. The carriage horses were changed quickly at the stop and one was sent to inform Sir Kildragon that they were ready with the horse change and that they had provisions for two as requested for the next stage of the journey. (Move forward and be ready to leave Manchester by end of post.)

Nottingham: Elizaveta glanced towards Mary and took a shallow breath. "How much time would that add to our travel time?" she asked. If it would make their trip shorter she would be all for going to Manchester, even if it put them in the path of Soulless. Yet if it were to add time, it might not be wise to do so. The thing was, unknown to Elizaveta changing their route from its current course to Manchester would add at least a day of travel to Gretna Green, perhaps even two depending on the roads condition because of the storm that had rolled through just two nights ago.

A patron looked at Virginia and shook his head. "I do not know. We opted not to go that evening. From what I have heard along the road here, it was a good thing. Few were able to escape. Some managed, Lord Eagerton is said to have escaped and headed for the coast with some others."

"Aye, he got out, with two others. His carriage nearly ran mine off the road as we fled," another chimed in.

"Yes, it was most dreadful. The look on the poor womans face as the carriage pushed passed ours was blank. She must have been in shock," yet another said.

Elizaveta rose from her place after taking a few bites of food. She needed a short rest before they continued on and secured them a room for the next bit. Ensuring Mary and Virginia knew where she would be she excused herself before making her way to the room and laying down. (Move forward - pm for skill rolls if needed.)

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

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Barracks
Skills: Seduction

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*Transferring post from SI for @FantasyChic

Josephine was thankful that they were let in so quickly, though she feigned humor at the guards questioning Akhmed. She really was tired and wanted to get inside her room and forget about how horrible this day was. By any means. She held the man's hands as she led him to her room. She felt almost like a giddy schoolgirl who shouldn't be leading a boy into her bedroom.

She opened the door and let him in. She felt quite safe now. "Thank you ever so much for escorting me back. I do not know if I would have been all right walking home alone. Now that we are here, perhaps you can help me with other matters?" As she spoke she walked around the room, making sure the man got a full show.

She slowly undressed. Totally unabashed by the man she had only just met in her room, watching her. The night was not over, quite yet, as she made her way into bed in what would hopefully be an enjoyable evening.

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

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Jahosafat & Anisa

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Location: Prometheus: Upper Deck: Outside Foyer, Upper Deck: Outside Foyer
Skills: Medical Jack of All Trades, Athletics

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Jahosafat looked over to Dorothy and nodded. Reaching out and taking the adrenaline from her. "Thank you Doctor, please administer the bag while I inject the adrenaline. Captain, if you would be so kind, move your shapely rear away from our patient at this time. We can handle it from here," he said in a cool and calm voice. There was no doubt a pushy tone to his voice as well, something that probably would not have gone over normally well towards Anisa but she acquiesced quickly and moved out of the way.

It struck her quickly that he had said our patient, not my patient. Her eyes darting over towards Dorothy for a moment. It seemed he looked at Dorothy as his partner, if only in a medical sense. This was good, the less issues they had with the medical team getting along the better. If those two could work together, then perhaps there was a chance the rest would fall in line.

Pulling the sterile pack from around the needle Jahosafat ripped open the Preachers shirt and with a single hammering motion drove the needle through his chest plate and into his heart. He pushed the plunger down and injected the man quickly. He gasped for breath, his eyes slamming open and sat up before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he was down again.

"Doctor, if you would, keep bagging. Alright men, let's get him onto the board," he said as he reached under Atticus and grabbed him by the shoulders. "On three - one, two, three." He said before hefting Preacher onto the board and stepping back. "To medical quickly now."

Grabbing the defibrillator, Jahosafat rushed ahead and ran as quickly as he could to medical to clear off one of the exam tables. Once it was he was ready for when they arrived. Anisa looked at the others as she stood there. "Get breakfast, get dressed. We will meet once this situation is tended to about our job," she said in a flat voice before making sure to walk behind the men and Dorothy as they headed down to medical with Atticus. There really wasn't anything else she could do but he was part of her crew, one of her oldest members. She would stay near for now.

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

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

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October 5th, 1924 - 12:05 a.m. Local Time

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Akhmed was more than happy to escort Josephine to the barracks and be at her disposal for any and all attention she needed. The mans eyes were star stuck to be sure. At the gate to the barracks they were welcomed in, as Josephine had stayed there the night before. They knew Akhmed since he had been working closely with the Lady Munn for sometime. Not to say he didn't receive the ninth degree from the gate before he was let in but it seemed more to tease the man than anything. He didn't care though, as long as he was let in with Josephine in the end. Which he was and he quickly escorted her to her room, making sure to go in with her. One couldn't be too careful today. He had to make sure no one was waiting for the woman in her room, in the closet, under the bed, or even between the sheets. He was very thorough.

Vera had walked with them to the gate but kept back a few paces. She didn't want to interrupt them. Feeling it was better to stay back a piece. She had split off at the museum to gather a few papers and such and arrived back at the barracks a few minutes after they had gone through the gate. She was given no issues coming in but as she glanced over her shoulder she spotted George, he looked.... horrible. And there was no sign of Peter as she stood there and waited for him to be let through the gate.

She felt a knot forming in the pit of her stomach as he came towards her. Half of his face covered by his mask but the single eye that looked in her direction refused to make direct eye contact with her. Reaching out to him she shook her head slightly and tried to speak but nothing came from her. He couldn't say thing in response either just nodding slightly. His arms wrapping around her gently and they both began to walk silently towards the officers club.

Entering it, Vera found herself having to be half carried to a plush chair and sat down. She refused to look up from the ground. Mr. Benaszewski stepped over to Reginald and there was a slight grunt from him. "Lord Major.... Sir...mmm.. There was a fire..." he said before he pulled out a chair and seated himself. He had much to explain.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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

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October 31st, 1943
Ville au Camp

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Evelina continued to give the faintest of smiles as people wandered in to the grounds. Greeting them as she must and directing them where to go. Answering the occasional question. She felt that Alicia would have been bored by now and she was right, the girls mind did tend to wander but Evelina figured that was just due to the womans youth. Granted to an Emendator most of those who walked the Earth were young. Save one or two distinct souls. One of which had returned to pay a visit. A rare one indeed.

At this time there were even a few who she was starting to say goodbye to. Humans were fickle like that. So much curiosity but it quickly vanished with boredom when what they were expecting to see did not occur. That was one of the main reasons Evelina invited the locals to see the grounds this evening. Sure they would get scared or a trick played on them but there were no "ghosts" - that was something she was adamant about. No "hauntings" were to be done. A ghost story sure, a haunting in the flesh no. This helped kill a lot of the rumors around the place. Many humans when they came to the grounds found little more than age. Figuring if the spirits did not present themself this evening, they were never around.

Evelina herself though, knew much better. The dead were everywhere. Some looking much more like a walking corpse than others. Alabaster skin was not really a tell tale sign but it did lend to enough rumors here and there. One such glanced towards Gilbert and gave a cold but sly smile as her pace stopped. Her hobble dress clinging to her tightly, it was a wonder she could breath in the thing. "Absolutely tragic darling. There is nothing quite like an English Summer in the midst of a Soulless Attack. The fog rolls in and the waters of the Thames are stagnant. It was truly lovely, very sensual," she said as she embraced the tall man and cupped his cheek. Her blood red nails running down his chin before looking about. "Would have been much more enjoyable hadn't a certain someone decided to butt in."

"What an interesting gathering our dear Lady Luck has brought forth this night. So many new souls. So much death. How delightfully tragic," she said as she laced her fingers together and began to look over each of those gathered at near the old oak. Her eyes lingered on Alexandra for a moment before wandering towards Andromeda. "I know that smell. The smell of death, decay, blood cuddling screams. It reminds me of my great aunt. Oh Salem made many mistakes but not with her. It was her opus, her swan song," she said as she looked towards Gilbert out of the corner of her eye.

"Where are the others? My dear Nancy, I have brought her something most interesting."

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October 5th, 1924 - 12:05 a.m.
Cairo, Egypt

Map of Cairo - 1924

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Alicia cringed as she rolled onto her back and drug herself to the wall so she could lean against it. Looking up she couldn't see the fire but she could smell it. She knew it wasn't good to have a fire in this town, or any larger town during this time. Fire departments were very equipped but there was nothing to be done about it. She was already crossing a line by even being here. One of the first thing she was told when she became a Paradox was to be careful. Meddling too much could mess up entire time lines. It was something that she, and everyone else was told when they arrived. Something the new Paradoxes were told as well already. The Destruere caused many problems, the main one was messing up time lines - it was something they fought against. She knew this, everyone knew this. If they wanted to forget it or ignore it, that would be their problem. She wasn't there to cause issues, just to look about and try to get back quickly.

Now she was injured, so that wasn't going to help. Yet she knew to stay low and not draw attention to herself. That meant getting patched up and out of there as quickly as possible. George was assigned this time line, this moment. He could handle himself. The man had dealt with a lot, even before becoming a Paradox. Reaching down she ripped part of the inner lining of her robes and started tearing it into strips. She needed to get her leg tied off quickly so she could pull out the wooden piece. Looking in front of her she cursed under her breath, a trail of blood was left from where she had jumped out of the way. She would need to clear that up quickly, before she became too much more light headed.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Date: Monday May 22nd, 2017 - End Of Day (Close it)

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@Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @FantasyChic @Nallore

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"Yeah, we need to get some sleep but first," Zoie said as she looked over towards Mali. "Sorry for having to push so fast and so hard. We had to get the hell out of there. I was trying to get a small piece of evidence and it turned out I wasn't the only one. A couple was up there looking around. Don't know who they were but they weren't Juno and they weren't part of the security team. Fight broke out and I ended up killing both of them. Like hell if I was staying around after that. But I got what we needed," she said as she sighed.

"Speaking of which, excuse me..." she said before rushing over to the bathroom and shutting the door.

"She didn..." Relic said before he started hearing Zoie throwing up. "She did..." he said rubbing the bridge between his nose. "Fuck this, I'm going to sleep..."

The gagging sounds continued for a while before it went quiet and the sound of water could be heard running.

On the plane, things were calm. Roy was either drinking, eating, or sleeping. Thankfully he wasn't getting drunk right then. He kept to himself, seemingly lost in thought. He had a lot on his mind. A lot of people did, Maria was trying to sleep but kept tossing and turning. Things at Queensguard were quiet once the cops and everyone, including the bodies were ushered out. At the circus Barney pulled out and started heading out of town towards more country lands instead of downtown Justice.

"If I know my daughter, Grimm Indiana. It's where my granddaughter was raised. We should know general direction once I get a call back," he said as he pulled over to the side of the road and then looked over to Cecily. "Want me to leave you here or you coming?" he asked her. Seemed he was willing to let her just walk away if she wanted or let her come along if she wanted to stick it out. Either way it was her choice. Barney wasn't going to force her.

After a bit, Zoie came out of the bathroom and sat down at a table. Cringing slightly. Tossing onto the table was a ten sided item that looked very familiar. This one was smaller than others in the past, looking like it could be slipped inside a larger one. "This was what I was after," she said. There was one major difference between this one and the others, other than size. This one looked to be carved out of bone. Relic wasn't paying attention. He had said he was going to sleep and he did, passed out cold on a couch in the room with his laptop open on the table. It was still open to the picture from earlier. Zoie reached out and ran her finger over the woman. Dark hair, dark skin, latino, and now dead. The piercing blue/green eyed man standing with her, he was still alive. It didn't matter. Did it?

Taking a breath she looked over to Mali and sighed. "It's weird, that Zatara was killed. I can't figure out why. She was not Juno proper, more like me. A worker bee. But most everything she did was sent to me to take care of. So if she is dead, was it because of something she had me do or not?" Shaking her head she rubbed her throat. "Okay, last time I pull that shit." SHe shook her head and got up. Walking over to the bed and flopping down as she kicked her shoes off. "Lets get some sleep, we are as safe here as anywhere." Granted were they really safe anywhere? Was anyone? Zoie sighed and shut her eyes. Tomorrow they would regroup and hopefully form some sort of plan.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

March 24th, 1823

Scotland

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Annan: There was a bit of a smirk that came from the Lady Kirkpatrick. "The better question to ask was how I got out of it. I twas poor than dirt under your nails after a hard days work growing up. There weren't no money. Weren't no fine silks and laces. Sure we had a title but what good is a title if there is no money? Damn Brits took alls we had long b'fore I was along. Yet, a woman knows what to do to get ahead, evens if the mens only knows how to survive." It was odd but yet fitting that the formal tone faded away and a more street language started coming from Sally as she spoke of her past.

"You dos whatevers you got to. How evers you got to. then you nevers forget where you cames from. You can lost title and have no means to maintain, you can lose title and have money which means no crown influence. Been through both and I'll be damned if I go back." She went quiet for a moment as the girl brought in her food and waited for an order from Maeve before hustling back to the kitchen.

"See, that girl, she has no ambition. Perhaps she wants a husband and kids, but she doesn't want power. Money sure, we all want money, but she doesn't want power." Shoving a blood sausage piece in her mouth she looked over to Maeve and huffed. "Bloody girl will probably never get it. You on the other hand, you want more than money but I will tell you this little lady. if you don't want it for yourself you'll never get it. Do fer yerself first, then you can take care of others."

Picking up her tea cup she took another drink before setting it down. "I got to where I am by doing what I had to fer me. Now I can move my clan forward and others. Like the ones I sponsor."

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London: A circus a circus, everyone loves a circus, and a ring, put a ring on it, if you love it that is. The walls, the walls were high, they were thick, they were strong but Ludwig just grinned a goofy grin as his eyes squinted. "Not yet but.." he said, the grin faded as he spoke and he got a much more serious expression on his face. "The walls can come a tumbling down. Down and down they go, down the rabbit hole. And through, through the knight pushed, taking the rook down as he went. Kings will sacrifice their queens to be safe but the queens sacrifice themselves to push the pawns through the walls of Jericho."

Apparently he could never give a straight answer but in his words there was sense, if one could only find the tree for the forest. And down he went to his knees, pulling rocks and sticks from the ground as Dieter, his ferret not his brother rushed over to him and up to his shoulder. And he worked. With each stone and stick, sticks and stones. It was a rough model of London and the wall.

"London bridge is falling down falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady," he sun as he pulled out his journal and drew once the scene was set. As he drew the pieces the moved, to the wall, to the tower, taking the tower down and setting off a domino effect that opened the wall. "Those from under the big tent can go above the ten, and to the top of the wall. Dash away, dash away, dash away all."

Manchester: Gerard could easily see the anger in his eyes but he did not react. Gerard only said what he felt was needed. "I do not do what I need, if I did I would have taken Milli away many moons ago and freed her from the wretched folk she was forced to call family. Would have searched for her father. I do what is needed of me and Millicent has given up everything for her family, so I will go protect them as she has. Giving up what I need for what she needs," he said calmly before looking over towards Colette.

"I wish you the best Lady Fontaine, if you do find her, please give her this," he said as he pulled from his pocket a small worn cotton handkerchief, a few small threads in the corner that spelled out G.C. "Let her know I will keep her family safe." After handing it over he shoved his hands in his pockets and started off towards the church to see what he could do to help until the next morning came. Then he would head out for London and get the Wyndhams back to Bedfordshire under his protection. This wasn't about what he wanted, this was about what he knew Millicent would want from him.

Nottingham: Veta looked over towards Mary and gave her a kind smile. "Yes of course. Please do. Vould be helpful, very helpful." Sitting down as they were motioned to do so by those that had been attacked she gave her thanks to them. Food was ordered and she listened.

"Yes, a triple threat, the air got cold, fires broke out. The entire town was under siege. I do not know about any that fought, we ran from our home as quickly as we could. We were supposed to attend a gathering at Lord Eagertons home at Heaton Hall but we opted to abstain from the events. The town was ablaze in the distance as we flee for our lives."

This did not sit well with Veta but still she was having no visions so she took that as a good sign. God would not push them forward if there was nothing they could do. They just had to stay true to their path. And then there was always Virginia. Perhaps her skills could help. Perhaps she would be able to see something once they could be alone after a meal.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Arnco Mills - Ash, Riley, Jack, Tiffany <br>Sharpsburg - Ray, Amelia<br>6/17/18 Update

Guy listened as the others spoke, it was kind of nice to hear some people being able to reconnect. Medic wasn't paying much attention, just getting ready to finish stitching Ray up once he was finished talking to Tiffany. It had been a bad day, a really bad day, for everyone. At least for some of them, they were still kicking and still going. There would be a tomorrow for some of them. Guy took some solace in the fact that at least some of them were reconnecting with those they were closest too.

Medic was more practical about it. Even in the time he had been traveling he hadn't gotten close to anyone, kept to himself but he had to give the Newnan folk this: they were prepared. If it hadn't been for the other safe houses set up, an exit plan, they probably would be doing near as well as they were currently.

Attack on Eden - 6/17/18 Update

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Eden

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Location: Eden: Lower Lobby, Salon
Skills: Survival, Pistol, Close Combat Fighting, Shotgun, Brawling, Hunting

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Thana stood there with her shot gun pointed in the direction of the new comer. She didn't like this. Sure he could be just some innocent by stander that got caught up in this shit show but then again he could just be trying to fool her. Thing was as she thought back to people of Eden that they had run into one thing had remained constant. They had no problem shooting people and trying to get them to fight by the words they said. They had yet to try the stall tactic. Could be they were just changing up their strategy, could be just some poor fool wanting to get out of this alive.

Gavin came walking back into the main area and spotted the rest coming up behind Thana. Seemed they had Strawberries back covered. He didn't waste time, spotting the Edenite behind the window back towards the stairs and he went all cowboy. Running off and crashing through the window. Tackling the man and pummeling him in the face. It was a hell of a scrap but Gavin came out on top and put a bullet in the mans chest before boot stomping his head in. Gavin wasn't playing that was for sure.

Slowly Thana walked down the hallway and towards the door. "Thalia, Beatrice with me. Alexander, take care of you fellow Baby Boomer. He pulls anything, treat him like a hostile Charlie," she said, giving a swift order as she looked the man over and kept pressing forward. That was the best she was willing to do. Not an instant death but he would be killed if he pulled anything. She might have been Zoies twin, and the world may have gone to shit, but in the end she was still a sailor in the US Navy at heart. It was just who she was and right then, if someone surrendered they were going to be taken as a POW as it were. There was a fine line between killing and murder.

Gavin really didn't give two shits right then. Leaning down and rummaging through the dead mans pockets. He found a few more rounds, a decent knife, a pack of smokes, and a lighter on the guy. So he pocketed it and stood up. Wiping the blood and brain matter from his boots on the dead mans shirt. It had been a hell of a day so far and they had taken down quite a few Edenites, granted they had also lost Lola. That was a double hit. Losing one of their own and on top of that, probably losing the use of the womans tank. That thing was a self propelled fortress. Yet he knew he didn't know how to drive the damn thing, he doubted anyone else did as well.

Thana made it to the end of the hallway and checked the corners before continuing on and pushing into the lower lobby on the second floor. Everything was clear so far. She wondered for a moment if they had cleared the floor, if that was all that was left but then she remembered someone mentioning a man named Adamm. The guy behind the hell that was Eden. He was supposed to be older and rather demented, balding with long white hair. She hadn't seen any old man... besides the one that just poked his head out and he didn't fit the description fully. That was probably what had saved him right then. Checking her weapon she took a breath. The bastard better be here somewhere.

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

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

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October 4th, 1924 - 11:50 p.m. Local Time

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Vera wanted to learn more, but she understood what was going on. It was nearly midnight, the day was nearly over. They all had been through the ringer so far and they had lost one of their own. Sure they had not been well acquainted, she had only just met Haakon and Aziza and Harry but they were all gone. All three in some terrible accident. Two different accidents but accidents none the less. And it seemed that Haakons was no accident, just meant to appear as such. Was it the same for the other two? She didn't know. She had questions. Questions about his death, about their deaths, about the brandings, about the break into her office, about the missing tiles, about Bastet, about everything.

Peter crept into her mind. Where was he? Was he a victim of some accident as well? No, he was fine. She kept telling herself that he was fine. That he had gone back to the museum, found they were gone and headed back to the barracks. Found his uncle and he and Reginald were having a fine cup of tea right then. Yes, they were having tea and catching up since they hadn't had much of a chance. Yes, that was where Peter was and George as well. They were fine.

Neema wasn't so sure of things but she was ready to wrap things up for the night as well. At least with this group. She nodded and gave her thanks for coming, it was a pleasure, you are most welcomes and so forths. Aton looked at Mosi and smiled. "Of course, I hope you enjoy it," he said with a kind voice but excused himself so he could head out as well.

Akhmed looked over at Josephine. "Would you like me to escort you back to your hotel?" he asked her, holding his hand out. He had no intention of letting her walk the streets alone. Not after everything that had happened.

It wasn't long until the group was walked out of the building and everyone said their good byes. Seemed people were breaking off into different groups so no one was going alone. Vera stating, "Yes please, let's say the Barracks around ten A.M.? I will be at the museum before then," she said before climbing into a car and heading for the barracks. She had to check in with Reginald. Not only to see if things were coming together for them to depart but to check on Peter. He had to be back by now right?

Neema packed a small bag for each of them as they left, to ensure they had something to eat should they get hungry again before morning. Before Akhmed had left he invited Mosi to come back to the museum tomorrow morning if she would like.

Outside of the Statistical Department George sat down, coughing. The fire had engulfed the building and beside him lay three bodies, covered with a sheet of fabric. The local fire department had given up trying to put out the blaze. All they could do was try to ensure it didn't spread to another building.

"Sir are you okay?" one man asked him and he nodded.

"Mmm," was all he said as he nodded.