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My power grows exponentially each day as we come nearer to Halloween.
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@Pundii @Lady Amalthea @The Elvenqueen: Posted!

Also, I just noticed that Pundii and I are the only two without some sort of title in our name. :P Huh. Maybe I should've signed up as Princess Morose when I joined.


Jaina Sarbye

Location: the Shuttle; The Vindicator


Jaina couldn't help but agree with Morgbra's assertion. He was, at least, a million years old. She didn't even know with certainty how old she was, only recalling the fact whenever she glanced at her file. It was a beautiful file, of course. She had found the hardcopy and used it to make paper dolls, stringing them along the hallways of the Vindicator. It escaped her notice that there was an electronic version, and thus, she couldn't help but muse that no one knew how old she was--not even her twin brother.

"Can I tell you a secret, Morgy?" Jaina asked, going eerily quiet as her eyes became wide. She slid out of her seat on the shuttle and went onto the floor, holding herself perfectly still. Her arms were at her side, as if she was practicing for her final resting pose, whenever someone would manage to put an end to her. "You have to promise you won't tell anyone~!"

She giggled a bit, the slight seriousness gone to her. The madness in her eye was appallingly clear, as she rolled up from the floor, and back into a seat across the aisle from Morgbra. The entire time, she ignored the fact that others were in the shuttle. It was a dance, a game, something meant for only her and her cheerleader. The others in the room may well have not even existed. The others in the shuttle, of course, continued on talking and chattering away. Jaina frowned deeply, seeing them ruining her mood. "All of that talking is going to get you hurt!" Jaina jeered at them. "I'm trying to tell Morgy a secret here!"

She sniffled a bit, her hands nowhere near her weapons, but still, she would be able to pull them in a moment. She rolled her eyes at the other people in the shuttle, before looking almost apologetically at Morgbra. "You just can't find good help these days..."


Sutton Corandel

Location: the Bridge; The Raven


While Stehrr and Luke began discussing the best options, Sutton stepped into one of her few duties as the second in command. Turning on the comm, she set out a ship wide announcement. They would move ahead with the plan until she was informed otherwise, and that included her notifying the crew that would be leaving that it was time.

"Welcome to the shit fest that's Tatooine, folks. If you're on the away mission, it's time to shine. Make peace with your gods and grab a blaster, we move in five." Setting down the comm, Sutton nodded at Luke, already prepared herself. If he decided he'd change his mind and listen to her gut, the instinct that was telling her one of them wouldn't be returning to the Raven, that was fine with her. It wouldn't be too hard to get on the comm and tell the crew to abort the mission, for now at least.
@Lady Amalthea Posted! Sorry for the slight delay, lab prep ended up taking until ~1 AM.
@The Elvenqueen@Lady Amalthea I'll see about squeezing in a post ~1 hour :)
@Pundii: On day 7 on your counter, extension from the Altsoba Update runs out tomorrow.
@Witch Cat: On day 5 on your counter, extension from the Altsoba Update runs out tomorrow.
@BlueSky44 Will be posting Thursday or Friday
@Din I will have a post up Thursday or Friday. :)


Chloe "Tuesday" Ridgeway

Location: Riley's Car ---> the Station


Tuesday enjoyed the relative silence of the car ride, raising an eyebrow whenever Riley glanced over at her. She knew that her sister would want to have a talk with her about her lifestyle, but she didn't care all too much about how other people felt about it. As long as no one was snapping handcuffs onto her wrists, they could all piss off, as far as Tuesday was concerned. And besides, they were all adults. They were all the same age. It wasn't like she was a confused and misguided kid starting down a path that would ruin their life.

"The stations in California are much nicer," Tuesday observed idly, though her heart had begun to pound. As she exited the car with Riley, she couldn't help but feel like throwing up and running off, anything to avoid the police. Cynthia's playful insanity didn't take her mind off of it much, and she dug her fingernails into her arm, squeezing tightly in order to stop her fear and panic. She only succeeded in drawing small droplets of blood, her anxiety and terror still present as they made their way into Tim's office, where Marc, as always, was waiting for them.

"That's some fucking bullshit," Tuesday agreed, backing her sister. Marc might have been an FBI agent, he might have had the power to lock Tuesday up for a few more years and throw away the key, but she couldn't help but voice her opinion. "You don't get to play god, Marc. And for all we know, you're the creep behind all of this, and we'll find their corpses in the morning. Would explain how the sicko got a bullet proof vest--I bet the FBI has an entire fashion line designed around them."
You know you're addicted to this RP when you spend all day thinking about excuses Tuesday can tell Marc ^^

Will be posting Thursday
@Lady Amalthea It's not like Danica has a secret sister that was murdered by a cult or something as well :P They probably say that a lot after meeting her
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