Natsu

Heroes of Olympus: the Next Age of Heroes

Arthur Stanford

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Arthur followed quickly after Ash, a bit of swagger in his step as he walked. This was going to be fun, he hadn't played with his sister in awhile, and this was sure to help him blow off some steam. It did say something about the Hades kids, that instead of getting up and getting some breakfast, they decided to have at each other first thing in the morning. A little bit of sparing never hurt anybody, but sometimes it seemed like the two of them were too ready to have a go at each other. Arthur wouldn't have it any other way though, it helped stop conflicts from happening between them. Working through your emotions by mercilessly beating up your friends was a surprisingly effective coping mechanism, you couldn't rightly be angry with somebody after knocking them flat on their butt.

As they came upon the training arena, He saw the Ares and Athena kids sparing. That was sure to be an interesting fight, the two aspects of war colliding. He gave a polite nod and said, "Likewise." Since he wasn't in the mood to horribly deform his step-sister's, he also grabbed a practice sword, testing it's balance in his dominant hand. He much preferred fighting at range, but he wasn't about to start throwing knives in a sparing match. Grabbing a medium shield, he turned back to face Ash, "Always Athanasia, I hope you are as well." He said with a small smirk. He squared up in front of her, sword and shield brandished, and closed the distance between the two of them, sparing now time to hit her right in the chest, knocking her to the ground. "Guess not." He said in a playful tone, holding himself steady in case she might want to knock him off his feet in kind. "Still a little sleepy, sister?"

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Miss Creme

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Location: Breakfast Room
Skills: Persuasion
Hit Points: 3
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Creme gave a look of careful consideration. She didn't want to let on too much about herself, "I've been at a few parties, but the scene isn't quite my cup of tea." She explained, not wanting to share any more than that. She didn't know how much she was supposed to keep secret about herself, but the more she could, the better she'd feel. She made a mental note of Envy's own response, thinking of different things she might be in her day to day life. The Madam was certainly fond of talking about herself, and Creme was happy to let her, loving to hear about the lives of others. Her eyes raised a bit at Envy's answer to Creme's other question. That was a lot darker of an answer than she'd expected.

Her face fell at Envy's suggestion of going back to the music room. She pursed her lips, and said, "I... I suppose I would go if you did, but I'd much prefer to go... anywhere else." She said. While she'd love to hear the quartet's show, she didn't want to be around either Plum or Mauve, and certainly not together. She didn't want to say this out loud, for fear of sounding rude or causing some kind of trouble. Neither of these people had done anything to her, so it wasn't right for her to call them out, but that didn't mean she had to go out of her way to spend time with them. "Would you want to um... see the rest of the estate with me instead?" She asked hopefully. She wasn't going to be exploring this place alone for sure, not with the some person who ought not be here running around.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville au Camp (Main House) - Carnival Setup
Skills: N/A

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As the wheel began to come down, Bartholomew started to back track away from it, giving some space. He wouldn't be able to heal anybody if he were a splattered mess on the ground. He did, however, pause in awe as the wheel froze in midair, and the people on top were safely moved to the ground below, albeit a bit unceremonious. Completely clearing out of the way, he kept his eyes locked on the three that'd had'd been place on the ground, making sure no debris from the fallen wheel injured any of them. Once the danger passed, and the wheel had crumpled in on itself, seeming to avoid hurting anybody on the way down. He hurried over to the three on the ground, and looked at all of them. "Is everybody alright?" He asked, looking over all of them.

His eyes lingered on Ben for a moment. He'd never seen anybody climb like that before, and given what just happened, he wouldn't be surprised if there were something odd about this group. He hadn't had time to think about it, but the fact that people were here in the first place didn't seem to make any sense. As far as he understood the timeloop, new things like this really shouldn't happen. Unless Eve had been gone making new paradoxes, and this was a new batch, he didn't understand how they could be here in the first place. "Sorry to be rude but... who are you people?" He asked, a tone of surprise in his voice as he tried to work out what could possibly be going on. He tacked on at the end, "My name's Bartholomew." He said slowly.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

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

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Adalene pursed her lips for a moment, guilty at making Emmie say that. She was happy that Emily was willing to start putting up some money for them both, but she felt gross about having it come out like that. She followed after the waitress, and slid into the booth, sitting near the window, across from Emily. She smiled at Emmie and thought for a moment. Helping her get a job would eat up a bit of time, but it'd be worth it in the end. "I can try to lend a hand. Yeah." She said. Given what she knew about Emmie, it wouldn't surprise her if she'd have a pretty hard time finding one on her own.

As the waitress came back, she nodded at her waitress and said, "If I could get an order of nachos, and a coke, I'd appreciate that." She said, and turned to Emmie, waiting for her to order. She thought about job options for Emmie, and frowned. If she had to guess, she probably didn't have a copy of her birth certificate, or know her Social, and that'd mean they'd either need to find a way to get their hand son them, or she'd need to be working under that table, which would limit the jobs she could do considerably.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Miss Creme

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Location: Breakfast Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 3
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Miss Creme though for a moment, and then carefully said, "I don't know if I'd say that." She told her. She knew not to share much about who she was, so she thought it safest to hold onto that herself. She did like Envy though, so she didn't mind her inquiry. She was sure it was just out of kindness, to want to get to know Creme. She responded, thus, in kind with a "How about you?" She didn't know how Envy would respond, but she hoped she wouldn't mind her asking. Creme was still waiting for Blush to return, any was starting to get worried. She didn't know the woman too well, but she still wished for her to be well. With the theme of the night, she didn't know how safe any of them were.

As Penance and Tack made their way in, she did make her way closer to Envy, freeing up space in the room for the two of them. She didn't say anything, as they didn't seem very interested in the two of them. Instead, she simply continued talking with Envy, in truth being a little put off by the type of people who would march into a room and go straight for the bottle. She cleared her throat quietly, and continued to say. "What are you planning on doing thew rest of the night?" She asked, keeping her voice low as to not disturb the new couple in the room.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville au Camp (Main House) - Front Porch ⇢ Carnival Setup
Skills:Alertness

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Screaming ripped through the air, and Bart started to follow off after Alexandra, before stumbling for a second. He was tempted to "go find an adult." As it'd been put to him earlier today. However, this apprehension was quickly assuaged as Gil yelled after him. Jumping back into action, he found himself hurrying after him. He got The Hat's meaning, screams could mean danger, and danger could mean injury, and Bartholomew Rosecliff has magic hands. "Gotcha Gil." He said, finding himself soon not far behind Faith. His eyes were drawn upwards to Colossus, and it was as if his brain shorted out for a second. This was new for sure, and he had no idea what was going on to have caused the situation in front of him.

Seeing nobody was immediately injured, he stepped out of the way. There were people better suited to mitigating the damage that could occur here, he needed to stay out of the way and be ready to take orders. He took a quick look around on the ground before him, and saw a collection of broken wooden pegs. Keeping his eyes on Jonesey, he bet down, and picked up one of the pegs, planning on investigating once this situation passed. For now, however, he prepared himself for Jonesay's fall. If they couldn't help him, Bart wanted to be ready to rush in and hopefully stabilize them. He didn't think they would die instantly from that height, but he was sure it wouldn't be fun. Bart's face contorted into a frown, and he took a few steps closer to be adjacent to where Jonesey would fall if they couldn't rescue him, wanting to be able to help as soon as possible.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

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

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Adalene laughed a bit at the idea of this somehow being magical, "I mean we can't really know can we?" She asked, stepping inside the restaurant. For all they knew, magic was real and they were some kind of new breed of wizards. They were really just children bumbling around in the dark, and no matter what they speculated, without some type of way to either study themselves, or somebody to explain to them what was going on, it would all be practically baseless. There was no way to rule out anything. She was surprised Emmie would be so quickly dismissive, given the astounding abilities she herself possessed.

Once in the restaurant, she quietly said to Emmie, "I should be able to cover you, this time." She didn't want to keep paying for Emmie forever, but as long as she still had questions, she didn't want Emmie to run off. She knew she didn't have any answers, but she figured that there being two of them doubled the chances of them getting some kind of answers. Maybe the math didn't work out that way, either way, she wanted to stay ahead of this. Knowledge was power, and she planned on dominating.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Miss Creme

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Location: Music Room -> Breakfast Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 3
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Miss Creme squeaked when she introduced her to Plum, only being able to muster up a timid wave, not wanting at all to draw this man's attention. This only furthered her feeling of unease with the Madame. Surprised that Envy hadn't made her way in yet, she decided to take this opportunity to leave. "I'm going to go check on the Madame." She said hastily, and took a quick step back into the breakfast room, turning her back to the situation she'd found herself in before it could go bad for her. That room just seemed to have a terrible cluster of bad feelings, it just felt like it wasn't the place for her.

She was surprised to see the room had been flooded with new people in the short time she'd been away. She gave a silent smilt to the masked men, and stepped out of the way of the doorway, in case they'd want to go through. Unlike herself, they were unmasked. She found this curious, but was not the type to prod at it. She touched her own mask self consciously, wondering if it was some kind of identifying mark for those here not of their own volition. She smiled over to Envy in the meantime, and quietly said, "It seems to be a bit crowded in there. Not quite my speed." Hopefully Blush would be back soon, and they could all find somewhere to explore, with a better crowd.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville au Camp - en route to Kitchen House.
Skills:N/a

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Bart nodded, a similar sentiment was expressed in his. Apparent;y one of the goals of their training was to break them down in some way, so the they could be remolded into what the Emendators needed to be. It made sense, it was easier to start from scratch, in a manner of speaking, than it was to try to step in in the middle. He assumed this was the cause of not only Nancy's outward behavior towards them, but also the hard criticism they had received in the form of these personal reviews. Not that it didn't seem to be working, but when put in that context is sounded a little sinister to him.

Food and fresh air, on the other hand, sounded like one of the best things he could get right now. "Yeah, I'll join you. I was actually gonna grab something with Sophia, but I guess I got a little side tracked." He said, and followed her as she left. He didn't feel actually feel like making food right now, but if both Sophia and Alexandra were going to make something to eat, he could surely sneak something. Along with this, he also reasoned that, since there seemed to be no Emendators here, any that were still at camp would most likely be at the kitchen house, unless they were meandering around the grounds. But if that were the case, they'd probably find one along the way anyway

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

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

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Adalene gave her a quizzical look, "While what's going on has certainly made me doubt what's possible, and what isn't, Aliens sounds a little far stretched." She said with a chuckle. If aliens were somehow behind this, she couldn't think of why on earth they'd give ungodly powers to humans, unless they were like lab rats, and humans weren't even advanced enough to understand they power they held. She didn't like how that made her feel, and cleared her head of that kind of cosmic existential dread. She was about to continue, as Emmie crossed the street without her. She sighed, and leaned against the crossing sign, waiting for traffic to clear up. Even if they did get separated, she trusted Emmie to boop herself back to the apartment at some point.

As she waiting, she took a look at how she'd gotten here. A few weeks ago, she was a regular person, and now she was having slice of life adventures with a formerly homeless Nightcrawler. Not to even mention her new status at the Human Torch, and on top of all of this, they were talking about actively going out to look for more people like them. She had to know what she was going to do once that happened. She wouldn't be able to hold more people in her apartment, but hopefully the next person had their own place to call home. Hopefully the next person would know more than they did.