Morose

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Cecily Ashworth

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Location: MSS Private Jet

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Caesar's explanation didn't explain too much ultimately. If anything, it painted an image in Cecily's mind of Caesar's family constantly getting mixed up in conspiracies, with men in suits always chasing them down with guns. If that really was the case, she didn't blame Maria for not wanting that for her kid. The survival rate with these sort of things didn't seem to be all that great. They were lucky to be alive at the moment. She spent most of the remainder of the flight watching an X-Men movie on her laptop, headphones on, since she was messaging with Roy about it and that franchise was on her mind anyways.

Towards the end of the film, she adjusted her headphones so only one of the pads was actually covering her ears, allowing her to hear what was going on in the plane as well. Once they told Caesar and Natasha that they were going to be descending, Cecily turned off the movie, already perfectly aware of how it would end, and started to stow her belongings back inside of her bag. Her gun would be left on the plane, after Caesar's warning about weapons policies.

She left her headphones out however, thinking that she might as well listen to music for the remainder of the flight. It was her usual routine when it came to airplanes. If she was landing in Seattle, she'd always listen to Owl City. Anywhere else, the music selection was fair game. For the moment, ACDC songs were going through her headphones, more specifically, Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap. The brief intermission from danger and death would end once the plane had landed. Cecily just hoped no one in Mexico would be out to kill them.

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Iris Kingston

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Location: 3932 Chicago Heights ---> Justice Asylum

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Once Iris finished traveling from her apartment at Chicago Heights to the asylum, she was greeted with what seemed to be an endless crowd of reporters. She practically had to push her way through the crowd, muttering "désolée!" and "sorry!" and "excuse me!" over and over again. By the time she managed to get through, she had to straighten out her hair a little bit in the lobby. However, at least things were a bit more peaceful than the day before.

Iris showed her badge to security before heading inside, picking up any papers that had been left for her at the nurse's station. She then headed into her office and set everything down, putting Cynthia's possessions into her desk's locked cabinet and locking them up. She didn't want anything to happen to them, just in case the FBI agent needed them as evidence. She'd need to look to see what patients she'd need to see, but she also wanted to know what had happened to Jaina. When she left the asylum last night, she was still in the room Marc had placed her in.

Iris then headed back over to the nurse's station and eventually located the paper trail that indicated that Jaina had been placed in solitary. "Quel dommage," Iris murmured to herself. It was all such a mess, everything that had happened the previous day. A murder, a kidnapping, and a stabbing. She just hoped today would be better.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Jenna Westbrook

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Location: Red Lake Sheriff's Department

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Jenna glanced down at her phone, seeing the texts start to come in. There was the usual question from Declan about where she was. She supposed it was logical--this was the type of thing she and Finn tended to stick their noses in. Before Jenna could type out a reply, a text from Finn came in. She was checking out the crime scene--which was great, considering the big heap of nothing that she found in Riley's file.

To Finn:
Cops think a body's going to drop. Might be late. FBI lady incoming. -J

Jenna then looked up from her phone, plastering on a fake smile for Jeanna. She hadn't actually met Agent Grayson yet, though she had had a few email exchanges with her. She was married to Jenna's birth mother, after all, to the woman who decided she didn't have the time to be a mother and gave Jenna away. She wasn't sure how to act around Agent Grayson, instead falling back on her default for strange adults she didn't know.

"I'm fine," Jenna said simply, putting her phone in her pocket. "Do you think we'll find Riley's body out there?" she then asked bluntly. She wasn't one to sugarcoat things. Maybe Agent Grayson had more information for her about what was going on. The sheriff's department clearly didn't have anything worthwhile and it would be a little bit longer before she could steal her father's documents. Jenna then took her phone out again and sent a quick reply to Declan.

To Dec:
I solemnly swear I'm up to no good. -J

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

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Fitz Townsley

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Location: Town (Toy Store)

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Fitz moved his chess piece before answering Royus' question. Even if Royus had already asked him that question, Fitz wouldn't have minded. There was something calming about old people, though with Fitz' stutter, it'd be hard to imagine that he was ever calm. It took a bit of time around a person before the stutter went away, and even then, it'd still come out on occasion. It was just who he was at this point.

"N-not too long. A day or two," Fitz answered. His transport shuttle from Osiris had docked in late the previous night, leaving Fitz to find some accommodations. His plan for the day had been to find a ship to get passage on, but time had slipped away from him. There wasn't any great rush either. He'd find a ship the next day, perhaps. Maybe he'd even bump into Daphne again. He'd like that. "I-I'm hoping to find a ship that needs passengers or an engineer," Fitz then added.

He doubted that Royus would have any recommendations, but then again, it didn't hurt to mention it. Besides, playing a game of chess in the back of a toy store with an elderly gentleman was rather nice. Fitz even would've made good on his offer and slowly turned Royus into a robot if the man wanted. He struck Fitz as a kindly soul, someone that could be trusted and someone that deserved the best in life.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

@Nallore@Witch Cat@Pundii@FantasyChic@BlueSky44

Congratulations goes to Pundii for solving the cases!

Mephistopheles - He is working for the pagan deity called Hel.
The Wardrobe - When Mephistopheles tortured the kumakatok and killed it, he created a rip in time. The wardrobe was uniquely positioned along this rift and caused people to be transported through time and space.

Pundii has received two temporary plot armors as a reward, since he solved both cases. We will be moving onto Chapter Three with the next update. This will be our last and final chapter. There will be a new relations/clue sheet, and all characters will receive bonus skills for surviving. At the end of chapter three, there will be a teaser for the HoC sequel, ~working title~ Death After Midnight.

Strange New Waters - Concluded

@mnkee Kay, day 5 so you know.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Updating my people's skills and adding in a new clue sheet now ^^

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

@FantasyChic Day 5!

Strange New Waters - Concluded

Just remember: the stupid one has an accent mark in his name ;)

Strange New Waters - Concluded

@mnkee Yup. Think I mentioned that in the post ;)

Strange New Waters - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@FantasyChic@mnkee@Taro

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The Port of Tortuga: April 4th, 1719 - 2:59 PM Local Time

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@Taro -

Whether Isaac has only been in Tortuga for a day or if he has been there for weeks, it certainly isn't the first time he has been at a pirate port. Of course, perhaps it is his first visit under these circumstances. His previous ship had captured a witch, an odd little thing named Septima, after she stowed away. They managed to get the witch to tell them that she had escaped the gallows and that she knew of something that could make them rich beyond their wildest dreams.

But pirates never really do too well with the concept of sharing a plunder like that, despite the Pirate's Code and its ruling on shares. By the time it took their ship to return to Tortuga, the men had split into at least seven different factions, each of them determined to beat the others to the treasure. And just a few moments after docking, it had turned into a bloodbath. The witch had escaped, running barefoot through the docks and into town.

Now, Isaac can chase after Septima if he wishes--but he'll also be in need of a new captain, a crew to join. If he looks around the docks, he'll eventually spot Sirena, standing next to a female pirate, a noblewoman and her minder, and a male pirate. Perhaps she'll know of a crew for Isaac to join?

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Harlianne James

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Location: Near the Bellona - Port of Tortuga Docks

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Carter, Harlianne's former lover, gave a bit of a friendly wave at Sirena. He then took each of the strangers' hands and kissed them delicately, gaining a blush and a giggle from Alice, yet a stern gaze from Jean. The man did a bit of an apologetic bow before turning to face Harlianne, smiling at her with a conniving grin. "Miss me, luv? Finally coming back, are ya now?" Carter teased.

"No. Now button it and listen, right? These two wonderful ladies need an escort ter Édouard Riviere. 'Ave them there and yor'll cop a spot on me crew. Savvy?" Harlianne wagered. Given the small little thing hanging onto Sirena's leg, she figured that she'd likely need to recruit Carter anyways. She'd just need to keep the man away from the rum. He was practically legendary for how much he could consume without kicking the bucket.

"...And what be yor heading, luv?" Carter asked, considering it. There were other ships needing crew in Tortuga. Harlianne wasn't his last option, though he could tell that she clearly needed him. It wasn't easy to captain a ship. Carter had learned that the hard way.

"Devil's Triangle. Yorn't scared, are yer?" Harlianne teased, chuckling a bit. Carter was quick to protest by Harlianne held up a finger, silencing the man. He then put his hands together, as if in prayer, before bowing a bit and then turning his attention to Alice and Jean. A few minutes passed before the pair of them were swept away and out of sight. Harlianne couldn't help but sigh and rub her head.

"No worries. Just a bunch o' pissy nobles," Harlianne said, glad to be rid of the girls. "So, woss the bloody deal, then, eh? ...And yer can keep 'er, but she's yor responsibility if ya do." It was a lot of work to raise a child and a ship was no place for them, but Harlianne wasn't going to protest that. She herself had been raised by pirates and she hadn't turned out too bad.

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Aravis Zacharia

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Location: the Faithful Bride - Port of Tortuga

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Virginia nodded once. "Yes, they sailed to the Bermuda Triangle. I believe the ship was called the Morning Star," Virginia answered, before standing up from the bed. "I am afraid I must leave, Catalina. It is time for the séance." Catalina, of course, merely nodded as if this was a normal request. Virginia then swept from the room and headed down the hall, stopping at the room right next to Millicent's. The young noblewoman smiled to herself and took a key out, unlocking it, and stepping within. She did not lock the door.

"I am a woman of my word," Aravis replied, a bit chidingly. "I want to sail with you and I know you need the crew."

Catalina had finished up with her work by then, putting the needle and thread away. The skin would be quite tender for a while, but at least the bleeding had ceased. She had been a relatively gentle touch, but that didn't make the process any less painful. A gunshot rang out in the street below, a hardly unusual sound, and a one Jonathan Baynard fell to the ground. He had been killed instantly. Why? It's Tortuga. Must there really be a reason?

"Thank you, Miss Catalina," Aravis then said. "We appreciate your help and your kindness. We will be sure to help your friend if we can."

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Édouard Riviere

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Location: Twelve Daggers Tavern - Port of Tortuga

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Édouard's eyes widened. It wasn't so much at the news of what had happened to his sisters, considering the fact that they weren't especially close. His sisters had tormented him for most of his life, only helping to shape him into the person he was today. Yet part of him wished that the situation had been reversed. He preferred Margot to Alisanne, any day. Alisanne had always been the mastermind behind the schemes, the one who played with his mind. No, Édouard's eyes widened from hearing the description given to him by Edgard.

"J'aime bien ça," Édouard said simply, clapping Edgard on the back. Judging by Édouard's reactiona alone, it was anyone's guess as to whether or not Édouard had something to do with what had happened. Perhaps the man had a cold and calculating spot to him after all. Perhaps he just didn't care that much about his sisters. However, it wasn't long until the door to the tavern swung open and a young woman fainted from shock at seeing the bloody scene.

"Miss Blackwood!" Jean called out, barely catching her employer in time. Edgard would recognize that name, as Alisanne would have informed him of her brother's betrothal. If Édouard had been responsible for the kidnapping of Edgard's fiancée, perhaps an eye for an eye would be appropriate. Or perhaps Miss Blackwood herself had arranged for it, learning that Alisanne plotted to kill Édouard and take the power for herself.

Anything was possible.