Natsu

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Cairo, Egypt
Skills:N/a

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Bart didn't like being ignored, but for him to pretend for even a second that he was by any metric brave enough to continue to question Gio would be a gross misrepresentation of the truth. He shook his head, and figured he might find a way to more tactfully look for concrete answers. In the mean time, all he could, and should focus on was getting out of this heat and finding Alicia. He looked at Gio, trying to get a read on the Emendator, see if he was angry or upset with him at all. If anything, he looked slightly annoyed, which Bart considered to be least unfavorable outcome. That didn't mean of course, that he would press thew issue. It was about this time, that he finally did speak, causing Bartholomew to jump a little where he stood. He was initally confused by his words, but that subsided when he saw her.

There she was, up against the wall, with a plank digging deep into her side. He cringed, look away for a second while Gio rushed over to her. Swallowing hard, he steadied himself, and got on Alicia's side, gingerly kneeling down next to her, ready to help get her up when she was ready. "I-I'm sorry." He said looking between Gio and her, "Tell me how best to help, I uh..." He looked back at Alicia's eyes, not usually somebody to be uncomfortable around blood, but the extremity of the situation was frankly almost too much for him. "I've never been around anything like this." He could smell the metallic scent of her blood, even if he was actively look away from it at this point. He felt dizzy, trying to keep focused, but finding it too abhorrent to manage. He looked for anything to distract himself, his discomfort almost palpable.

Bart's mind briefly flashed back to one of his college days. The closest he'd even been to something like this, was when he found a student at the bottom of a stairwell, having apparently taken a spill. The kid was bleeding out of his forehead pretty bad, and he ended up with a concussion, but that's wasn't half as gory as this. Alicia looked like something out of a movie, at least to him. If there was one thing he knew, however, it was that throwing up right now would have been the worst possible thing, from the threat of contamination, to the sheer annoyance he would surely elicit from the two of them if he showed such weakness. He just tried to steel himself best he could, and force himself onto autopilot, just needing to get the three of them back to camp as soon as he could.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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"Not technically here?" Adaleme asked, confused. "What do you mean? I see you in front of me." Then again, whatever she meant probably had to do with Crystal not noticing here. "Look, you're here. I can touch you." Adalene said, poking here on the arm. "See? no problem." Unless there was something freaky going on, she wasn't making too much sense. However, the far more interesting thing she mentioned was the involvement of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. That was immediately very worrisome.

That was, in all fairness, new information to her, which she was looking for. Talk about not knowing what she was asking for, Jesus. Still, now she was convinced she couldn't lose this person. "Are you far from here?" She asked, "I could come and pick you up if you're too far to walk." Adalene offered. A slightly darker thought come over her in light of the FBI's involvement. Not that she was distrustful of the government, her father served for godsake, but she understood that the fundamental nature of any government was to maintain order. And people running around with fire shooting out of their hands was not good for maintaining order of any kind.

"Do you have any idea what their meeting was about?" Adalene asked. "Was it about people like us?" She had a grimace on her face. She realized that, if the FBI wanted to find her, they'd probably be able to do it. That meant running wasn't really an option. She didn't think they'd go as far as killing her, but she assumed if they found out about her, she wouldn't be allowed to stay in New York. Worst case, detention in a black site for the rest of her natural life, and best case she'd become an Avenger. Which honestly did sound kind of kick ass. But still, she didn't join the Military for a reason. She wanted something more out of her life.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Cairo, Egypt
Skills:N/a

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Bart's head jerked towards the direction of people running, smelling the smoke of the fire, and seeing the panicked look on everybody's faces. He fumbled through the streets, stepping to the side at awkward times, and trying everything he could to keep up with Gio and not trip up.He knew he shouldn't speak, but this was precisely the type of thing that'd been worrying him since their departure. It almost made him angry, the callous disregard for the lives at risk, even though they could very possibly do something to help. Bart didn't know anything about what he personally could do, but he was pretty certain time manipulation would help to stop a building from burning down. That was why, even though he was expressly told not to, he quietly asked Gio, "Why don't we lend a hand?" He asked quietly, concern ringing through. "Couldn't people get seriously hurt?" Bart frowned, his eyes drifting towards the fire.

Bart almost felt a little scared, going directly against an Gio's request, and you could very easily see that on him. Personal confrontation was not something he was used to at all, and was quite honestly something he went out of the way to avoid most of the time. He had a bit of a quiver in his step, and his hands found their way into his pocket, and he find his body hunching in a bit. He'd like to lie to himself and say he was sweating from the heat alone, but the stress of the situation was getting to him. He gave a heavy exhale, trying to force himself to keep his eyes on Gio, even if he was upset with Bart, he didn't want to get lost in Cairo. Still, he wouldn't be comfortable with himself if he let fear dictate his actions. He just didn't understand how Emendators, old as they were, could lack compassion with those in need. Did time make them all bitter? Or were there deeper, more fundamental issues outside the scope of his understanding. Either way, he couldn't stand by without at least saying something. If there really was something preventing them from meddling, he wanted to know what, or at least be told that there was some larger reason. He knew he was very much a newcomer to all of this, but he at felt as if he had to know the terms of his service with these people.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene blinked, in the same breath the girl a) told her that she was homeless, b) Could teleport, and c) asked for her address. If, as Adalene assume, she teleported in here, she figured that she had already teleported here, and could simply go outside and see the address, but there must be something more than that, otherwise she wouldn't be asked. Adalene hesitantly repeated her address to her, before slipping her phone back into her pocket. "Yeah, you can come over whenever you like." She said. She didn't really want to open her house up to the city's vagrants, as she was very much in the business of not being stabbed, but this girl had something to do with the insanity her life was becoming, and she would not turn down an opportunity for answers. She then continued to ask, "But what do you mean, "Come over"? You're already here, aren't you?" Adalene raised an eyebrow at her. She had a few hints, that Crystal hadn't noticed Emmie, that this girl could apparently teleport, yet it appeared she was here by some other means, but Adalene couldn't put the pieces together.

Adalene crossed her arms, and looked at the girl, hoping that she had some answers or insights the Adalene herself was lacking. In the worst case, there was some killer on the loose with head implosion powers, and in the best case, she was slowly going insane. "I need to know everything you know, please." Her eyes honestly looked pleading, begging and needing information and safety. The most important part of defending yourself is knowing your enemy, if she was crazy and it was herself, she could get herself checked in to some mental facility and get help, but if, as she feared, she was totally sane, she'd need to know who might be coming after her. Having a teleporter helping her would be a good step towards that, but she knew there was at least another girl like her, even if she had threatened to burn her to a crisp, if somebody was going to come after them, banding together might be the best way to keep everybody safe.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location:Garage->Cairo, Egypt
Skills:N/a

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Bart raised an eyebrow as Gio flipped open his pocket watch, wondering briefly if it were some kind of time machine, before Gio opened the door of the garage, showing it to somehow lead to the faraway streets of Cairo. Even in his off put state, this still shook him a bit, his lips pursing and he eyes peering at the impossibility before him, as if he could look the insanity out of existence. The Emendator encouraged his forward passage, and he steadied himself, resetting his mouth to a regular position, and striding through the door. He still was surprised as he crossed from 1940's Louisiana to 1920's Cairo, feeling his feet firmly plant themselves halfway across the world. Immediately, the arid climate attacked his throat, shocked from the humid air it was just becoming accustomed to. He coughed, taking in small breaths to try to adjust as quickly and comfortably as possible. He took a glance back as he heard the door shut behind him, to see it had now become a wall of solid brick.

Keeping his mouth shut was not something Bart was the best at, but he was not in the business of pissing off the man who could leave him stranded here. The fear of being a stranger in a strange land was more than enough to keep him on his best behavior. Straightening his jacket, and angling his head slightly downwards in an effort to keep the sun out of his eyes. He wanted to look at everything but tried as best he could not to gawk. He followed after Gio, but let his eyes wander and examine what was around him, trying to seem as discreet as he could while taking in the impossibility in front of him. Even with his worrisome realizations, he couldn't help but have a small smile on his face, this was the stuff of legends after all. He was reminded of his childhood dreams of escaping and going somewhere his parents couldn't reach him, for which this was quite literally a realization. Even though it took him dying and falling into a world of unknowns, he couldn't help but think that in a way, this was worth it. He didn't know what that said about him, but he supposed he would inevitably find out.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: Crystal, Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene looked behind her as Crystal left, "You don't see her?" she asked, as she left, before looking back at Emmie. She narrowed her eyes, "What'd you mean "The same""? She asked, a bit incredulously. She then closed her eyes tight, frustrated, and exhaled. "Sorry. I'm Adalene Jones." She replied. She then rubbed her temples, "What? Can you throw around fire too?" She did know this girl was in her dreams, and that means she saw a poor, helpless and scared girl murdered while fleeing for her life. "Or are you gonna poof like the last one?" She asked, wanting some goddamn answers. None of it made sense, people teleporting in and out of her apartment, Crystal not even noticing her, Adalene's new status as the Human Torch. Something big was happening, and she didn't know how to put the pieces together.

"Okay look." She said, clearly exasperated,"Here, what's your number?", She asked, pulling out her phone, "That way, even If you just suddenly stop existing for whatever reason." She said, not believing the words that now had to come out of her mouth. "Hopefully we'll still be able to connect and work towards some goddamn answers." She gestured, leaning her phone towards her, hoping she'd take it and fill in the information for the contact Adalene just created. "Please. I can't keep living this in this constant haze of confusion." She just wanted to figure out what was going on. As far as she was concerned, she could very well be in some very life threatening danger. A girl was dead as far as she knew, and she could be next.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville au Camp - Dining Room -> Garage
Skills:N/a

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"Garage, got it." Bartholomew said, carefully clutching the suit in his hands, quickly heading out of the room, though the study, making his way towards his room. He got to the stairs, and considered the time and place he'd be going to, 1924. As far as he was concerned, there wasn't too much of a difference between then and now, running down any relevant events of the era in his head when he froze. Dear god, they were smack in the middle of the Holocaust. How had he not realized that earlier? This was uncomfortable to say the least, he didn't like the implications of any of this. He guessed changing the future was the exact opposite of these people's prescribed jobs, but how could they allow this to happen? A disgusting, tragic loss of mass human life. He gripped the banister uncomfortably, making himself continue his way up the stairs, pulling himself along. He eventually reached the top, and practically threw himself into his room. He had to pull himself together, knowing Gio was waiting for him. He swallowed hard, and forced the suit onto his body.

As he fumbled with the last of the buttons, he'd regained most of his composure. It wasn't even an inexcusable thing on the part of the Emendators, the more he actually thought about it. Who knows how changing something like that would ripple though history? It just felt so melancholic, having the power to go anywhere and anywhen, and being powerless to stop true, wretched evil. He fit the hat over his head, and frowned. Why did they have to be the watchers and preserve the status quo, have to be the ones to prevent "anachronisms"?. It felt horridly unfair. Logically speaking, there had to be some "best" timeline for humanity, why couldn't they be in charge of making that happen? Wherever these "rules" came from, he wanted to know. If they were self imposed, he had to know why, and maybe even try to change the way things were he wasn't persuaded by given reasons. He looked towards the door, and sighed, composing himself. As much as this upset him, he did have a task to do, and upsetting Miss Lukas was the last thing he wanted to do.

Bartholomew stepped out, and took the stairs down straight to the front porch. Thankfully, the garage wasn't far from the house, so there wasn't much of a chance of him getting lost along the way. As he made his final approach, he cleared and steadied his mind best he could. As much cause he had for intellectual and emotional distress, he was about to go into what could end up being a dangerous area. The juxtaposition of excitement for adventure and concern resulted in a outwardly mellow, inwardly stressed Bartholomew Rosecliff. He forced a smile as he saw his companion, and waved, "Sorry about the delay." He said in an even tone, before folding his hands behind his back. "So, how exactly do we get to ah, Cairo, 1923?" He asked Gio, peering past him, towards the Garage.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: Crystal, Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene cracked a smile at Crystal's response, and was about to thank her, and let her know she'd be undoubtedly taking her up on her offer, when her blood ran cold, seeing a person in the corner of her eye. Adalene turned on the spot, and clenched her hand into a fist. "I'm getting real sick of people just showing up in my apartment." She said, in almost a growl. Had this person snuck in when she stepped out for all of five minutes? Adalene was raised to be defensive, and it was everything she had to not just attack this person outright, but she She took pause for a moment. She realized she recognized this woman. This was one of the people from her dream, like the girl from before. That explained how she got in then, if like the other one she somehow had the miraculous ability to teleport in and out of existence. Her hand relaxed, though a scowl stayed on her face as she said, exasperated "Do you have any idea how you got here?" She asked, completely forgetting about Crystal for the time being.

Adalene rubbed her temples, almost having a headache from this shit. Hey, at least she'd learned not to throw around fire at these people, right? Giving a huff, she quickly remembered about her guest, and looking back at them to see if they were concerned at all. "Sorry about this by the way... it's been a weird day for me to say the least." She said, trying to fake a smile and blow off the situation like it was nothing, before turning back to face the intruder, a serious look quickly falling back on her face. She didn't want this girl just poofing away before she got some goddamn answers. In a disgruntled voice, she also gruffly said, "I'm Adalene by the way." She had to at least act civil if she wanted to learn anything from this girl.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville au Camp - Dining Room
Skills:N/a

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Bart listened with a bemused smile as The Watch listed what he could and could not be called, ending on the funny note of his resemblance to a certain Starfleet captain. "So Professor Xavier's on the table then?" He asked jokingly. It certainly would fill out the Xmen vibe he was getting with this group. Shaking his head with a chuckle, he said, "It's nice to meet you Giosue." Bart started following along as Gio led him out of the room, letting him know the specifics of the task ahead of them. He raised an eyebrow in surprise at the details brought to his attention. He hadn't realized Alicia actually had left, but hey, it sounded like a cool adventure to head out on in any case. Maybe doing some kind of mission like this would kick start whatever kind of abilities he might have. His eyes looked up to Gio as he reminded him to keep vigilant. He nodded eagerly, trying to keep up his calm and logical facade, but very clearly excited at the chance to go on his first mission.

He gave a hmm at Gio's question of him needing anything, and was going to shake his head, wanting to go out and start as soon as possible, but paused when he heard the location. Cairo was bound to be beautiful, but dry as a bone for sure. He'd just had dinner though, having soup, and a glass of water there, he'd probably be okay. He continued to shake his head, "I'm sure I'll be fine, hopefully we won't be there too long, right?" He asked. Even as he spoke, this felt surreal. It didn't feel like it made any sense, them just talking about casually going to Cairo. He did continue to ask however, "When are we arriving though? Will it still be 1940?" He questioned, realizing he couldn't take the time staying the same as a given any more.

As they neared the edge of the dining room, his name was called out by Gilbert, just in time for him to see a full suit be pulled out of the piece of head-wear. He laughed out lough, his mouth agape in awe, While not the most impressive thing he'd seem out of the man, it still was magical to watch. He hurried back towards his seat, and grabbed for the new suit, taking a long look at it, and reaching into the hat to further examine the pocketwatch. "Nice. You have good taste Gilbert." He said, his voice breathy, clearly excited. He'd always wanted a good suit, but never quite had the spare money to invest in one. This was something he really did appreciate. He gave a look over to Gio, saying, "I'm gonna head up to my room and change into this, where should I meet you?" He asked, bouncing in his shoes a bit. While he was back at the table though, he quickly poured himself some more water, drinking it while waiting for a response.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: Crystal
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene smiled, "Black's the way to go." She nodded, and stepped back into the kitchen to grab two mugs, resting them on the table in front of her. She heard Crystal thank her, and smiled, before looking back towards her. "It's really not a problem, don't sweat it." She reassured. It'd have been fun to visit her partner, but that wasn't something she was gonna push for. "Good things have a tendency to come back at you, ya know?" She said. Karma wasn't something she believed in that much, but it did make sense that being a good person made people more inclined to be good to you.

Adalene herself, however, was a bit hungry still, even if her gues wasn't. She ducked into her fridge quickly, and grabbed an orange out of it. She began to peel it, kicking the door closed before her. As she peeled, she stood near her garbage, dispensing pieces into it. Once she was done, she tore out a piece, and plopped it into her mouth. "So," She said, chewing as she spoke, "Where do you tend bar?" Hey, maybe she could at least get a few free drinks out of this.