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Rebecca Eventide

Location: Camp Halfblood - Cabin 20


"Nice shot, kid," Rebecca said with a slight smile. She didn't generally show it to other campers, but she had a soft spot for little kids. It was part of the reason why she didn't mind teaching necromancy to the Hades campers. They were so small and tiny - and a little bit adorable as well. Of course, she found Ash to be more adorable than Arthur, but that went without saying. "If you were trying to decapitate me, needs improvement. But as a warning blast? Excellent."

Rebecca then shot a glare at the boy that threw the book for a moment, a clear that's not how we teach. "True, game night could be fun - could make contact with some spirits," Rebecca mused. She then went over to the little girl in particular that had been having trouble and sat down next to her, working with her on the incantation. She learned just as much, if not more, from teaching the others. Besides - one of these days, she might not return to Camp Half-Blood. Someone else needed to be ready to dual wield the torches of Hecate.


Jia Li

{"When it rains, it pours..."}


Jia Li grimaced slightly, seeing the fighting going on out in the courtyard. The few drops of rain hitting her face didn't do anything to get rid of the chill that remained within her body. She wouldn't be bending again for days, she was certain - though it felt more like an eternity. She needed to get out of this place. The war wasn't taking a break while she was in prison and she had her country's honor to redeem. As her cellmate went over to talk to those involved in the fight, Jia Li went off by herself. She didn't need to give the guards another reason to hit her in the face.

She just kept on walking until she was off by herself and she closed her eyes for a moment, taking a bit of silent meditation to focus her resolve. Her mentor - he had to have contacts in the area right? Her eyes opened and flickered over to the fight. Even if she couldn't bend, that didn't mean she couldn't fight. The real shame was that they were too busy fighting each other to rise up and fight the guards - but perhaps she could come up with an escape plan anyways...Riots were always a good cover.




Scott Rydzynski

Location: His Apartment - Seattle, Washington
Interacting With: Trevor


"I only hurt assholes who deserve it - or if the price is right," Scott snapped, staring at Trevor. He didn't like that this man had shown up out of nowhere, wanting to talk to him. He didn't move his gun away from Trevor, but he grabbed the car from Trevor's coat pocket and read it, before putting it inside of his own pocket. It might come in handy later. He figured there was a chance that he'd end up killing Trevor. But first, Scott needed answers.

"I got questions of my own. One - how'd you find me? Two - why the hell did you think it was a good idea to try and find me? Three - why did you want to find me? And four - got any next of kin? Might need to make a deposit. I'm sure they'd love to recover your body. But that doesn't have to happen if you explain your shit right now - I want the goddamn truth!"


Nora Kingston & Gene Benaszewski


Location: The Ferry - the Second Deck (Dining Area) --> Elite Deck (Lady Munn's Rooms)
Skills: N/A

Gene smirked slightly, amused at the idea that she was the guard for Lady Munn - a member of the British Ton. It was an interesting and partially ironic thought from more than just the obvious perspective. As they ascended the stairs to the elite deck, Gene wasn't too surprised of course that they were waved through without much hesitation. Lady Munn and Lady Kingston were well off white British women - security wouldn't spend too much time questioning them.

Nora was a bit relieved when she found that she still had her ticket, showing it as the guard waved them through. She was a bit surprised at how easily accepted it was that a small tiny thing like Gene was a guard - or perhaps security on this vessel didn't care and figured they had more complex and pressing matters to worry about. She followed her friend dutifully, wondering herself how much protection Gene could truly provide for them. Perhaps George had taught her some things about combat?

"...Lady Munn, get back," Gene said confidently, as the door to the room was open and it was in shambles. She put a firm grip on Lady Munn's arm to steady her. "Let me have a first look - you'll just get yourself hurt, alright?" Gene continued. There was a bit of an old spirit look in her eyes. The situation didn't shock her or surprise her. Her brother thought she needed protection for a reason - and Gene didn't want Lady Munn to trip over a clue that might explain what happened.

"...Lady Munn, did anyone else have the key to your room?" Nora asked, having a miserable feeling that something crucial to their expedition had been stolen. Logically, Nora supposed that the staff of the boat must have spare copies of keys to all the rooms, in order to clean them or just to replace a missing key that a patron misplaced. Of course, there was the possibility that the lock had been picked.



Maeve Brennan and Sally Kirkpatrick


Location: Kirkpatrick House: (B21)
Skills: Deasmhumhnach

Maeve held her position, eyeing the Soulless that was in a diagonal line across from her. Calum had already perished and angered by the loss of what might have been, Maeve gritted her teeth and jumped upwards, in order to utilize additional height. Her Shillelagh came down on the Soulless, caving its skull in and it crumpled to the ground like a marionette with its strings cut. She then eyed her next target.

Thankfully there were only two left now. The odds were even now and the Lady Kirkpatrick wanted to get this over and done with. There was still one over by Maeve but she was handling herself fine. There was another over by the carriage, one who had killed both their horses. Bodies were piling up and this needed to end. There were the sound of hooves off in the distance but Sally wasn't worried about it just yet. Turning her old eyes towards the one further away from Maeve it seemed to eye her as well.

It moved quickly and came charging at her. Sword unsheathed. It took a swipe at her and the old woman was able to block it but the back swing caught her on the leg. Thankfully the thick layers of peticoats finally had a purpose. It only cut her leg slightly. She came up with her cane and caught it under the chin. blow for blow the two held each other until finally she caught the creature by the back of the head and ended its soulless existence. Taking a deep breath she leaned against her cane and looked back towards Maeve, hoping against hope the young girl would finish off this last bit of inconvenience.

The Soulless came in for its attack, getting closer than Maeve would have cared for and for a moment, she held her breath, certain that it was about to strike true. Yet perhaps in some stroke of divine intervention, the creature missed and exposed its back to her. She then came in with a swing, her Shillelagh hitting the Soulless in the back of the head and its skull cracked, as it then crumpled to the ground. She took in a breath. The fight was done. "Calum...Calum!"

Virginia Crypt


Location: Carlisle (F8)
Skills: Deduction, Chemical Analysis, and Biology

Virginia retrieved her second axe, wiping the blades clean on one of the fallen creatures. She saw the precipitation that seemed to be like snow and heard the accented voices - voices of the Circus. Yet as she attempted to think through what it could be, she could not help but doubt herself. Perhaps it was Veta. Or perhaps it was something else entirely. She then looked at Mary's fallen form - she had begun her next great adventure now.

"I will ensure your burial is proper," Virginia swore. But there was the safety of the city to consider - there were still screams. And she had a burning curiosity to determine what those flakes were. Steeling her resolve, she headed forward into the unknown. Perhaps it would give some sort of explanation as to how space and perhaps time were warped, resulting in their speedy arrival in Carlisle. Without Mary by her side, the journey felt lonelier than ever before. She had not known Elizaveta properly - but Mary was a good friend.


Dean Kesseli

Location: OMEN Facility - Cell Block (Area 51, Probably)


Dean saw his life flash before his eyes.

Ayita and Richard, bless them, went to start taking out agents. Charlie seemed to have become entirely useless - Dean couldn't say he was shocked. The ice and fire manipulator was pretty much just standing around, doing nothing. It reminded him of someone else but he couldn't put his finger on it. He had the vague impression it was someone annoying, however. Yet he was snapped out of his thoughts as two bullets hit him and Dean screamed. He didn't know which one was more painful and he stayed on the ground. Even though he healed quickly, he felt every bit of searing pain.

"Damn it, would someone disarm the rest of them!" Dean shouted, hoping Allison or Lance or Pietro or someone would do something. He didn't really appreciate being a depository for bullets - and he didn't know how many bullets he could take before he died. He didn't want to die - not like this.

Guin Stark

Location: OMEN Facility - Roof --> Down the Stairs ---> Second Floor


Once she made her way down the staircase and hit the bottom of the stairs, Guin frowned for a moment. They had only gone down one flight of stairs, yet she knew for a fact that the facility seemed to have multiple levels - so where were the rest of the stairs going down? Or had they skipped over all the other levels and now were at the bottom floor? She opened the door at the bottom, seeing eight agents and none of them had noticed her or her companions yet.

"In a facility like this, the breakers and everything will most likely be in the lowest level," Guin whispered to her companions. She then glanced at the door and got an idea. In a facility like this, she expected it to be made out of metal. She then looked at Magneto. "...Can you rip the door off of its hinges and use it as a shield or battering ram of sorts to knock out those agents?" She closed her eyes for a second, thinking about Pietro and she managed to feel that he was several floors down. "...Great, it's like your dumbass lab we raided with a weird layout. I bet we're only on the second level."

Magneto shot Guin a look, before without even moving his hand the door came off the hinges and he slammed it into the agents, knocking them down easily, "If it weren't for someone else, you would likely be dead by now for your insults."

Guin hesitated for a moment, looking at Magneto as he cleared the floor easily. She had to assume that he meant Pietro - but that in itself didn't make much sense. From what she knew, Pietro didn't have the greatest relationship with his father. "...That was pretty badass. Blow it up?" she told Magneto, holding out her hand for a fist bump. Magneto just rolled his eyes, but didn't respond, just walking into the hallway, the door was floating around still. "Wow, rude, leaving me hanging?"

Guin followed out after him, hoping that he wouldn't decide to attack her. As much as Magneto terrified her, she felt strangely comforted by his presence. At the other end of the hallway, there was the door that would go to the next staircase. The main issue was there were tons of doors that at any time could open up to reveal more agents. "...Can you make it so those doors won't budge, just so no one comes out to surprise us?" Her thoughts then flickered to her boyfriend, a few levels below. Your dad is actually being kinda nice to me... "...He is?" Yeah, it's weird and....a bit confusing... Wow...

She knew logically that Magneto was a terrible person - that he had tried to kill so many people that she cared about in the past. But the world was hanging in the balance - and he was trying to do something about it. While she imagined that Mary or Xavier or her father would yell at her for killing all of those people...She didn't think that Magneto would.

"Guina snap out of it... My father is not the sort of person you want to be around!" ...I know that... "Good." ...But for argument's sake...What if...what if... She bit her lip slightly, glancing at Mira. She couldn't bring herself to finish the thought. She wanted to protect the people she loved and cared about - what if Magneto's methods were the way to do that?

"No, absolutely not Guina... My father is wrong in just about every way!" ...Maybe... "No maybe, he is." They took you away and put you in this torture palace, Pietro....Maybe if we had been more aggressive....then...you wouldn't be here....You'd be safe. "No." It's plausible....The X-Men's way....it didn't stop that nightmarish future....We know that.... "Yeah, because a bunch of people had already died! My father's choices aren't the way!" ...How can you be so sure? "Because I am, just trust me Guina..."...I just want to protect you. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine..." ...What if they kill you?

"They won't."
@BlueSky44 Looks good, move him over
Professor Walnut
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Location: Shadowell Manor: the Trophy Room -> Rocaille Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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Walnut had fallen slightly behind Titian, no doubt just enjoying the atmosphere of this place. There was no sense in rushing this. Who knew how long she would get to just bask in this decadent environment? And while she adored the plans she had with Titian, they would not be hurt by keeping a slower place. She had crossed the Trophy Room and was about to go explore the next area of the manor when she heard Jasper enter the room and she turned around, looking at him for a moment. She thought for an instant.

"I apology for our intrusion into this place," Walnut said, her voice delicate and light. Her mask kept her facial expressions largely obscured, but they were cool, calm, and collected. "I cannot imagine how distressing this must be for you, to have unannounced guests...But perhaps with time, the number will lessen to one that can be tolerated, if such a feat is possible." She then gave a slight nod to the man and the woman by the hearth. "I cannot ponder what I would do if I were in your place - yet I wonder..." She then left the room, heading into the Rocaille Room and rejoining Titian.



Andromeda Aldrich


Location: Ville au Camp - Carnival Set Up
Skills: N/A

Apparently management were vampires, Andromeda concluded, hearing that they didn't come out in the day. She had a burning curiosity about these people now. Perhaps management meant the albino that Andromeda had seen on the side of one of the vehicles? She knew that she was fairly lucky - as albinos went, Andromeda could more or less function normally, as long as she had tons of sunscreen. Others had a more severe case of it, so to speak. She bit her lip then, watching as Alexandra was momentarily dangling from Jonesey's foot - and then as she blinked out and reappeared back up at the very top.

As Gilbert called out her name, Andromeda snapped to attention and nodded. She was a bit nervous about it - he was putting her into a semi-leadership roll - but she nodded again anyways. "On it," she said, rushing over to James and Faith and the others with the net. Faith had managed to get it pulled out of the truck and Andromeda grabbed onto a piece of it, yet before they could do much else something extraordinary happened. Andromeda's jaw dropped, looking at the spectacle. It reminded her of Jean Grey, the Phoenix, from comic books one of her college roommates' had adored. "...That's one hell of a power move..." Andromeda whispered. She hadn't seen all of the Emendator's individual abilities - Nancy had claimed to her that she could make bad movie remakes - but Andromeda hadn't seen something that powerful quite yet in terms of just manipulating reality (with the exclusion of Eve's Dice).

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