Lionhearted

Rise of the Evos

L U C A S M Y E R S

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - 09:00 AM | Los Angeles, California | Interacting with Riley Ridgeway _@Nallore}

Lucas immediately bolted out of his car when he found a parking spot, eager to meet Riley, not for the sake of talking to a celebrity, but for the sake of finding someone who has similar struggles that fall under the same peculiarity. Rushing into the restaurant, his eyes scattered between person to person until he finally spotted Riley who seemed a little preoccupied. He approached slowly -- the closer he got, the more he could make out the words she mumbled under her breath. Lucas spoke out with a confused expression, "Riley?"

She was unresponsive, and he couldn't see where her eyes were looking due to her sunglasses. At first, it seemed as if she had one of those bluetooth headsets that all busy people have, but she lacked any form of body movement. He sat down across from her and leaned in closer, repeating himself, "Riley? Yoohoo! Is this a bad time? I -- I just really want to talk about what happened earlier and I --." Everything he was saying, she would just talk right over. Lucas narrowed his eyes in confusion, reaching in to try and remove her sunglasses to see what her eyes looked like in this strange moment.

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - 01:00 PM | New York City, New York | Interacting with Emmie Adams_@Nallore}

Lana pressed her fingers against her temple with a faint wince to try and eliminate some of the confusion that seemed to continuously invade her head. Questions upon questions kept piling up, and Lana just wanted to give the girl a proper interrogation. Lana looked to her, "You speak as if you're real, but I'm not even sure if you're just something that I'm hallucinating. It wouldn't be of much surprise given everything else happening." At first, Lana was careful about opening up to the girl in case she meant bad news, but at this point, any answer was better than nothing -- whether or not she was relaying the wrong information to the wrong person. Lana continued confidently and sternly, "First I'm sick for several months with some sort of illness that no doctor has ever seen before. Thinking that I'm lying on my death bed, I magically get better only to discover that my life has turned into some peculiar mess. First I'm manipulating the water that falls from the sky and now I'm seeing people that aren't actually here -- help me add anything weirder if you haven't already thought of something."

Rise of the Evos

L U C A S M Y E R S

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - 09:00 AM | Los Angeles, California | Interacting with Riley Ridgeway _@Nallore}

Lucas rummaged through his pockets to pull out his phone, trying to open up to a notepad to type everything out quickly since she spoke without consideration to his slow movements. Although, he was a doctor in the making so his mind was used to collecting knowledge and storing them for when necessary. As he began to type out her location and phone number, a loud, constant car horn could be heard from directly behind him, notifying him to go since the traffic began to pick up. Lucas pressed on the gas and maneuvered his way through the traffic before realizing that Riley had vanished from his car.

"Shit," Lucas muttered to himself as he looked down at his phone to only see six digits typed out. He began to speak the number out loud to try and jog his memory, but this caused a weird illusion to occur. As he was trying to focus on driving and memorizing the number he gave her, the numbers around him began to change to what he was thinking. License plates, exit signs, the digital clock in the car, they were all shifted to the same sequence of numbers that were dependent on his mind. Lucas quickly dialed the number and added it to his address book which, in turn, ended the strange occurrence.

Pulling up the studio on his GPS, he followed the instructions and made it to the studio, locating a restaurant that would hopefully be the one that Riley mentioned. Parking his car, he hesitated before getting out, questioning if the events were even real. Lucas dialed the number she gave him, hoping it would be her on the other end.

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - 01:00 PM | New York City, New York | Interacting with Emmie Adams_@Nallore}

Everything the girl said to Lana would be stored in her mind like a case file. Lana's eyes looked her up and down to get a full examination of her appearance. Emmie Adams - long blonde hair, short, slender physique, light skin tone, brown eyes, tattered clothing, and looks to be in her late teenage years, or early twenties. Lana furrowed her brows in confusion when Emmie mentioned that she got really sick a few months ago. Why was this information important for Emmie to share with Lana? Judging from the peculiarity of the event, perhaps her mentioned illness shared the same level of strangeness -- much like Lana's illness.

Emmie's next statement was much more random with her sarcastic suggestion that she was her long lost sister from an alternate dimension. Lana scoffed lightly before replying, "While I'm getting used to strange things happening, I'm not sure if I'll believe that assumption in particular."

Lana hesitated before answering Emmie's questions about her identity. It was only fair that Lana would share information about herself, especially if Lana wanted Emmie to open up. In hopes that the conversation would lead to answers for Lana to indulge in, she answered openly and honestly, "My name is Agent Lana Allaire, and I work for the FBI. You're at a field office in New York City, and I'm not sure why you're here or how you got in," Lana crossed her arms and ran the event in her mind again to focus on the strange instances that stood out, "You seem to be as confused as I am about the situation. What exactly do you know? Can you explain why nobody else can see you, or why my fellow agent went completely through you as if you're merely a hologram?"

While Emmie expressed as much confusion as Lana, she still didn't let her guard down in case she was still a hostile threat. Perhaps this is the same thing that was happening to the girl at the coffee shop and other people were viewing in their dreams, but Lana was sure that it wouldn't result in her own death. Lana took a few steps back and leaned against the desk in the office.

Rise of the Evos

Got a small post in! Sorry if it seems dull~. I rushed through it a bit since I don't have that much time. I skimmed the previous posts that didn't really pertain, but I'm gonna go back and read everything more thoroughly when I have the chance! I'm pissed that the airline I'm flying doesn't have wifi. Like wtf, I'm on the plane for 15 and a half hours, give me some damn interwebs!!

Rise of the Evos

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - 09:00 AM | Los Angeles, California | Interacting with Riley Ridgeway _@Nallore, Declan G. Jones_@Ellion}

As they spoke, it gave Lucas a rush of anxiety, his eyes darting from the overwhelming sunlight that bounced off of the cars in the dreadful, stand-still traffic, his ears ringing from an over-active mind and the sounds of a busy city. He clenched the steering wheel tightly to let out a little bit of his frustration, but it wasn't enough to release the bottled up emotions, so he raised his voice to break-free of the binding uproar within his mind, "I don't fucking know!" He continued into a more mumbled tone with a sense of despair in his scratchy throat, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know..." As his voice descended into a whisper, a fabrication of a transparent butterfly with shades of orange within it's wings could be seen fluttering along the dashboard of the car. For just a second, the butterfly would gently fly and land to only disappear without a trace, but perhaps it wasn't only seen within Lucas' reality.

With a deep breath, Lucas came back to his monotonous self and continued with a still tone, "No kidnapping, no answers, no explanations -- I don't have anything you're looking for. You're just all in my head... all in my head." Lucas didn't even bother to look back to match a face to the voice coming from the back seat, he chuckled before continuing, "You can let yourself out, it's not like we're moving in this goddamn traffic."

Riley Ridgeway was the only one Lucas bothered to take a look at, and he was astounded by the realness of this illusion in particular. Normally, his fabrications would just appear, disappear, then reappear, and begin an endless cycle of being lost within reality and falsification. After she spoke those two simple words, 'I'm real', he found a spark of light within the darkness that consumes him. A small light sparked from the idea of someone just as lost as he was, an illusion that was an essence of a corporeal person, despite the contradiction within the phrase. Lucas turned to finally face her, his eyes scanning her body until it would meet her eyes, "How do you know? Prove to me that you're real." As she went on about the incidents she dealt with, the potential false hope began to ignite within him, causing a sense of salvation for his fading happiness, "I have dreams too, some even seem so real that I'm actually there while some are actually there while I'm awake. One in particular was of a brutal murder, she ended her shift at a coffee shop and was followed down an alley and then --," he spared the details before continuing, "I don't have strange powers though."

A moment of silence came about as he looked to her helplessly, "Listen, you have to show me that you're real and that this is real. I-I-I need answers, I need to fix -," he gestured with his hands the space around his head, "-this. Please, for the sake of my wellbeing, meet me somewhere -- anywhere! I'll even come to you. What studio were you at, what's the address?"

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - 01:00 PM | New York City, New York | Interacting with Emmie Adams_@Nallore}

Lana lead her to a small conference room that wasn't used, but before she could even reply to her comment, Grant came in, a concerned expression on his face. Just as she would tell him to get out, she was shocked by him walking through the girl, showing that she was merely a hallucination of some sort. Lana gave Grant a small smile that quickly faded back into her normal expression,"Yeah, I'm fine. I just need time to myself. Can you shut the door on your way out?"

Grant put a hand in the air,"Alright, alright -- I'll leave you be." He tossed the file on the desk beside her, "Take a look at this when you can." With that, he left the room and closed the door behind him.

Lana moved casually to close the blinds of the conference room, speaking as she walked, "Do you have a name?" She gave her a moment to answer before continuing, "How did you get here and why am I the only one that can see you?" With only a short time frame to answer that question, Lana moved on to the next, "What relations do you have to me? How long have you been experiencing peculiar instances such as this?" It seemed as though the interrogator was coming out of Lana, though she wanted as many answers as she could get within the small window of time that she had to speak to her.

[HIGH CASUAL] Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts

I’m so sorry guys, I’m currently in Cambodia and I’m really busy with family and traveling so I can’t really keep up for right now and maybe for a few weeks longer.

Rise of the Evos

I’m so sorry guys, I’ve been so busy with traveling and family. I haven’t had much access to WiFi either, I’ll see if I can post something but I can’t promise anything :/ I don’t get much time to myself over here

[HIGH CASUAL] Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts

@Polaris North

Just post it, I don't want to wait any longer on them. Especially since it's about time things should be moving along.

[HIGH CASUAL] Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts

A small scene change in this post! The officials will begin moving people out from the square which will result in our characters potentially being separated or going out together for further interactions!

[HIGH CASUAL] Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts

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Wednesday, October 25th - 6:47PM

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The skies were beginning to become clear of clouds to create the perfect setting of the aftermath of a dramatic event, signifying the calm after the tragedy. The horizon above the water took on a colorful array of reds and oranges that glistened along the water, shining on top of Salem to give it a bronze glow with warm tones. As the local authorities and ambulance trucks began to move into the scene promptly, the lights of the trucks would disrupt the beauty of the sunset, and the sirens would subdue the weeping and the screams of the affected victims. The contrasting environment was the perfect backdrop for death.

As soon as the attack was over, many people scattered about to find family and friends, while others fled the scene to retreat back to the safety of their homes. Local news broadcasters swarmed the scene to try to get information from any person that would walk by them, while the injured were being treated by as many medical EMT's that Salem could call for. Those that were deemed safe and unharmed were either selected for interview, or ordered to return back home so the scene can properly be investigated.

While the event was very unordinary to everyone within Salem, the local authorities remained confidential about the situation, keeping the news broadcasters away from the scene so they can investigate and give a proper story to the public. But the strangeness of the event couldn't be held in as tight as the authorities would hope for, as the Salem natives told their own versions of the scene to many broadcasters.

For the supernaturals, this meant the beginning of exposure.

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Location; Washington Square
Interacting With; Aimee Du'désir _@Hero, 'Cain' _@Syn, Lizzie Darcy _{@Dutchess Sarah}, Genevieve Alleron _@Alfhedil in passing

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A vampire.

Ambrosia had already suspected it, but she was still shocked at his ability to nonchalantly, and effortlessly, null the affects of Aimee's compel. Although Aimee was still young and new to her vampiric life, her ability to compel was far superior than most that shared the same level of experience. This, and his mannerisms, implied that he had several years behind him, and his fearlessness within Ambrosia's presence is something that she commended him for. From this encounter, she would learn just that from him -- boldness, as well as his wordy and fraudulent comments that he coats it with. Ambrosia had to think of a plan quickly, though she felt a sense of safety given how public the area boasted. Scanning around the crowd, she spotted an EMT roll up close-by to them. With attempts to stall the situation, Ambrosia replied to his comments with a sly smirk to match his own, "So you know Latin? It is a common reaction, that you're having, but many, in turn, believe that it's very -- fitting, as do I." Ambrosia hesitated before continuing on with a cold tone, "Red is my favorite color." She licked her lips lightly, revealing a sharp fang for just a second.

As the ambulance began to release a flock of EMT's, Ambrosia's eyes narrowed on one who would stop in his tracks. Continuing on with the process, he turned to them and approached Mr. Edwards with a tone of urgency, "Her leg has been injured bad. Let me take her from you!"

Ambrosia turned to the EMT under her control, "Please take her, and see to it that she gets proper care. She was, unfortunately, bitten by one of those savage beasts."

Mr. Edwards, confused at first, willingly gave up the girl to the man before realizing Ambrosia's angle on the situation. As the EMT would run off with the girl, Ambrosia then spoke with irritation, "Now, Cain, perhaps you should assist the rest of the victims of the event, as we're going to make our leave."

Ambrosia glanced over to see the face of one of Salem's dexterous and adept huntresses. Although Ambrosia never got her name, her face was very memorable, but moreover, her skill-set was something that couldn't, and shouldn't, be forgotten. A quick assumption was formed in her mind, thinking that she may have been the individual that created this boon with holy reagents of some sort. Perhaps this was her nervousness resurfacing since the pain from the enchantment still lingered and grew stronger. Turning back to the situation, Ambrosia would turn to watch Cain to see what his next move would be.

[HIGH CASUAL] Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts

@Alfhedil@Hero

So sorry you guys~ I've been so busy with planning some incoming trips outside of the country. I'll be traveling back to my mother's homelands and it's been 40 some years since she's been back so it's going to be a pretty powerful trip for us. I'm going to try to get a post up tonight!

@Polaris North

Are you waiting on responses from them? Because if so, we can wait a little bit longer before calling it quits and continuing on with the roleplay!