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My power grows exponentially each day as we come nearer to Halloween.
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Edwina Fairfax

Location: Subway
Interacting With: @Din Nyt


Edwina thought it over. If she was a criminal attempting to escape (which, she supposed, she now was) a cheap car would be the obvious solution. And then, detectives would want to locate cheap cars, if going after a criminal. Thus, an expensive car would make sense...However, expensive cars would attract the most attention. She tapped her fingers on her knee, before coming to the conclusion they'd have to take a car that would have no paper trail at all to it.

"We can't leave any sort of record behind," Edwina explained. "Waller'll be on us before we know it if we do."

She strummed her fingers again, before her eyes widened. She had recalled the story of a girl who once went to Edwina's university, just a few years older. She was called the Silver Curse, one of the best hackers in the world. It was rumored that Silver Curse used telekinesis in order to penetrate any system.

And Edwina just so happened to have saved the Silver Curse's supposed number into her phone on a dare. "I'm going to suggest more crime...Hack into Bruce Wayne's bank account, transfer funds to pay for our transportation. He'll know it's us, and we know his secret. He goes after us, we unmask Batman." Of course, there was one slight complication.

There were rumors that the Silver Curse, known more commonly as Vivian Adler, had been thrown in prison just last year. "We need the help of another criminal, I think...And it'll be expensive to fix the ship as well, it's really the only way..."


Jack Hudson

Location: Building 2 (Mess Hall)


For a moment, Jack realized that he had nearly been replaced by the cat. He chuckled slightly, shaking his head at the thought. When his parents split up, around when he was a baby, his mother had almost gotten a cat for their little family. His siblings, living with his father, had three dogs. It was a poetic juxtaposition, demonstrating the split nature of the once whole household.

"You got a dog named Heisenbugh?" Jack asked, recalling the very little science he knew. He hadn't gone to college, and in high school, he focused on getting the classes he needed for his diploma, and not much else. He had to be there for his mom--school wasn't too much of an option for him. He watched as the cat was given a meal, almost wanting to point out that the mouse should be food enough, but figured that Tatiana wouldn't want to watch the body be devoured.

"Anything we can do, miss?" Jack added, hoping to put himself to use. There didn't seem to be any sex crimes for him to investigate, but he wasn't incompetent, and with a few instructions, he figured he could help ease Miss Sally's workload. That, and if he helped in the kitchen as well, he'd be able to spot the next mouse before Tatiana could.


Édouard Riviere

Location: Heard County High School (Franklin)


Édouard's nostrils flared. If anything, they should've been begging for him to stay, realizing his brilliance. Before the apocalypse, no one would have dared to treat him like this. He chuckled slightly, turning around to instruct Félix to dismember the Frenchman. Instead, only air remained there, a result of his own cowardice. His knuckles pulsed, and Édouard felt his rage swell rapidly. He was sick and tired of the attitude around here, already.

And so he swung his fist, aiming for Lyon's jaw as he pulled his cutlass. He would then hold the blade to Lyon's throat if able to do so, seeing more than red--a bloody shade of scarlet. He didn't think about the fact that everyone around him didn't trust him, that they'd likely shoot him for pulling a blade on one of their own. Édouard didn't care about any of that. Death didn't scare him, or perhaps, it was more likely that his stupidity shielded him. "Rétractez!" Édouard hissed.

"Pleurez aux pieds, chien." He took a slight breath, perhaps more in line with his family than ever before. His temper had gotten the best of him, though it hadn't been the first time. The world of walkers and chaos seemed unreal to him, as if it had been an awful fantasy. And even the thought that he may not have been, after all, god's gift to women didn't cross his mind. He spat at Lyon's feet, right after finishing his few snarling words.

I will be posting tonight as well, here in a bunch of other places. :) Came into some unexpected free time today.
@Lady Amalthea Posted :)


Chloe "Tuesday" Ridgeway

Location: In Front of the Sporting Goods Store


Tuesday rolled her eyes at Tim. It was cops like him that made her lifestyle too easy to maintain. There were cops who would tirelessly pursue justice, and then there were those who were tirelessly pursued by justice. She couldn't help but feel Tim belonged in the latter of the categories, with the practically defeated sigh he had made. She glanced at Cynthia, hearing the girl ramble on and on about Star Wars and...Dragon Con?

"Does anyone speak geek here?" Tuesday asked. "Cynthia wasn't this nerdy in high school. Wonder where she picked that up from."

Attempting to think back to which of her former classmates was the nerdiest, Tuesday couldn't help but feel a bit stumped. Her mind kept drawing a blank, and she wanted to hit herself, fully aware that the massive amounts of drugs she had done over the past few years had to have some consequences. Perhaps this was just one of them. "If Lawson dies, we're fucked. Unless one of you got really into Dungeons and Dragons or some shit and can tell if her ramblings mean anything."
What happens happens.
@Lady Amalthea @Lady Amalthea You two are actually making me sick. :P
@Lady Amalthea Siiiiiigh.

I'll become desensitized eventually, you know...One day :P
@Lady Amalthea@Pundii This is your new home, Pundii

@Lady Amalthea Sure! He should fold my laundry too. It's been sitting in a corner all weekend lol
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