@Witch Cat: Thanks for putting up the CS and a post! But again, color needs to be changed for this post and your previous post...
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October nodded, grimacing slightly. Her body had cauterized the wound, but that didn't mean there was no internal damage. She would need to have a doctor inspect it at some point or else she could risk blood pooling near the wound. Of course, any medical attempts to operate on her would likely be made difficult. She would have to be knocked unconscious, otherwise it would take too much energy to consciously not burn the surgeon and seal the wound. October could only hope that she would get lucky and avoid any complications.
"Yes, I think I'm quite alright," October said to Carolina, noting the stressed expressions on Bonnie's face. She didn't hear the words exchanged between Cassandra and Bonnie, due to the pair of them whispering, but October doubted it was anything good. Government agencies could rarely be trusted. And besides, they'd need to figure out some way to get back to the Alucard Institute. They likely didn't have much time left before their absence would be noted, along with the object they were instructed to retrieve--the 0-8-4 that the agents likely wouldn't give up.
"At any rate, Faust will notice we're missing soon," October then added quietly. "We need to get back to the school, as I have no intention of dying today. The timing just isn't right for that."
The explosion was a good coverup for most of the flames. If pressed, they could (truthfully) say that the explosives in there were set off during the struggle. But as for the melted door, it would create false information about the 0-8-4. As far as they knew, the object didn't melt anything. And it certainly wasn't anywhere near that door to begin with, since Cassandra had tucked it away inside of a panel.
"We can't blame the 0-8-4 for that," Bonnie whispered back, biting her lip. "Perhaps we claim that Ward did it and the weapon responsible was destroyed in the fire?"
The radio crackled before Cassandra would have a chance to respond. "Come upstairs, Agents. Bring the kids with you. We need to regroup." Bonnie looked at her partner nervously. If they didn't agree on one thing that would be plausible enough, then they would have to give up Carolina's friend. It would protect Carolina still, however, the one thing Bonnie had promised to do. Protecting October hadn't been part of the equation.
Will be getting a post up here tonight ^_^
I'll be updating here tonight.
@Witch Cat: Yup, Nal's right. Gonna need Dani's color changed.
@FantasyChic Same hallway. The door is closed but she will be able to hear the others.
Location: Crypt Townhouse Near the Strand, London
Virginia tilted her head slightly. She couldn't help but ponder how a plant from the Banat could have turned up in the garden. Had any of the extended family been visiting from the east, she supposed that could have been a suitable explanation. Yet Virginia was not aware of any such persons. "I do thank you for sharing this information with me," Virginia said, seemingly unbothered by the extreme fear that Peter displayed. "I am not too surprised at the news of a bad omen. The East Wind brings many plights and leaves destruction in its wake." She had been taught from a young age that the East Wind brought destruction and from what Virginia understood, there were similar references in the Bible to such a nature.
"Yet I have several questions for you. Once we have eliminated the impossible, we then might glimpse at the truth," Virginia began. "First, I understand that this Globe Thistle was discovered this morning. Yet plants grow. Could it have been planted previously and only now began to bloom? Or would some person have had to plant an already grown Globe Thistle as recently as the previous evening?"
"Second, dear Peter, what else did you notice in the garden? I know that all of the other plants have perished. Did you find any other objects that did not belong? Perhaps, have you noticed someone in the garden that is not normally there? And third, do you have any inclination as to what caused the rest of the plants to wither in such a manner? Do not fret if you do not. I may procure some samples and attempt to determine that cause in the basement later this day." Of course, she had little experience with determining what killed plants. Her experiments in the basement were simple chemistry experiments or examinations of the deceased. She was a curious person by nature. And while Virginia loved tales of the macabre, she often found that logic could be applied to them. The knowledge of a horrible truth was just as riveting to her as the omens of a terrible demise.
Location: Teriny Inn
The news that the parson was capable of dancing took Maeve by surprise. She had doubted that he would be capable of any such activities without committing a great deal of arson by accident. Why, she would have willingly believed that Scotland had passed a law banning the parson from dancing in any sort of matter in order to protect its citizens. She wasn't sure whether to laugh or gasp when Nigel confirmed a lingering suspicion of hers. She had caught the fancy of the parson--the fancy of a Protestant, none the less.
"Yer man does seem ter 'av an odd sort av luk," Maeve said finally. The parson wasn't traditionally lucky, yet he hadn't gotten killed despite all of his clumsiness. Any other individual, Maeve figured, likely would have tripped over the wrong person and ended up dead in the river by the next morning. It seemed to be only by the grace of God that the parson still lived.
Yet she had nothing to say as to Nigel's suspicions that the parson fancied her. Nothing seemed to be apt to say in that conversation so instead, she simply enjoyed the morning meal that Nigel had brought her. It was a treat that she doubted she would ever had the chance to eat again, though she also could not help but think of how much her daughter would enjoy the pineapple. Taste was one of Roisin's stronger sensations.
@FantasyChic Day 5!
I gotta say, I did not see that last bit of the post coming. O.O Nope, nope, nope. Not at all. But! Back to business.
@FantasyChic@BlueSky44@Witch Cat@Nallore@Pundii: The characters who fell through time have plot armor, that way we don't break the universe. Here is the template for you to copy and paste their original character sheets into. I need these sheets up within a week (so before this post hits day 7) but since all these characters have been approved before, you can start posting for them now.
Please replace the color code in this template with your preferred color code for them.
@Pundii: Dude, I am so sorry....Like that SUCKED. O.O Did not see that roll coming. For this week only, I'll let you just post for your claimed NPC Darren, but I'll need a full character made by next week to replace Liam.
@Witch Cat: That post has hit day 7. Please get your NPC sheet up for Daniyal tonight. If that isn't done, you'll be facing some heavily modified luck rolls that will not feel pleasant.
@Pundii Looks good. Put him in room 313. I'll PM you with information shortly as to what he has been up to all day/why no one else has interacted with him yet in Coventry.
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