Natsu

🦄 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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Bartholomew caught Alexandra's smirk, and returned it in kind, making brief eye contact. He liked feeling useful, and healing being the thing only he can do really helped with that. However, once Jonesy took the pegs from his hands, his demeanor changed a little. A curious look crossed his eyes, as he tried to parse the man's sudden reaction. He clearly knew something about these, and the man cursing made him believe they were somehow pretty bad. He made a "hmm" as they went back and forth with each other, before finally returning to him. Instead of an explanation, they started questioning him, which only served to make him more suspicious of these people.

Not wanting to tilt his hand too much, he kept his concerns internal for now, and calmly said, "I found them over there, laying on the ground, just when I got over here." He gestured over to the ground a few feet away from them. Thinking it maybe a good idea to report what he found to The Hat, he excused himself, "Now, if I'm not longer needed, I'll be off." He said, and walked back to where he found the pegs before, and grabbed another off the ground. Seeing the Emendator was on his way back, he waved over to him, saying ,"Hey Gil, found something you might wanna know about." He called to him, starting to close the distance between the two of them, holding the peg out to show him.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Miss Creme

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Location: Music Room - Entrance
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 3
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Creme watched in a bit of surprise as Envy walked away without even addressing her. She'd understand if she were to decline her offer, but to leave without a word was almost absurd to her. She almost thought she might've offended her somehow, but she couldn't but a finger on what she possibly could've said that would provoke that kind of reaction. She stood there, visibly confused for a moment, processing, this course of events, only for her to be rocked out of her stupor as she saw Envy get smacked in the face by a large bird. This was especially unexpected, given that they were, of course, indoors.

She weighed her options for a moment, not wanting to subject herself to the people in that room, but at the same time, she didn't want to leave Madam Envy on her own after what just happened. Siding wither her better self, and worse judgement, she followed after Envy, and a scream escaped her lips at the sight of Mauve with a bloody dagger in hand, and Rave on the ground, trying to clean up a bloody wound with a handkerchief. She stood there, her hands over her mouth, and tears starting to well up in her eyes. She could feel her body shaking at the horror that was this sight. She couldn't bring herself to words, and could only stand in abject terror as fear for what was in front of her took her over.

🦄 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: Healing

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Bart nodded at The Hat's command, and knelt down next to Jonesy, "Let me take a look." He said, inspecting his leg. He still didn't like gore or blood at all, and his head was dizzy at the sight, but he had a job to do, and if he did it right, it'd be gone soon. Laying his hands on the wound, he felt that familiar tingle in the back of his mind as the wound started to stitch itself back together. It was slow at first, and Bart just sat there, trying to focus his eyes on anything other than the gash into her leg. He quietly said, "Shouldn't be long now, just hold still for me, okay?" The tingle in the back of his mind started to die off as the leg finally finished healing, leaving only a small scar on the leg.

"There we go." He said, finally taking his hands off the man, and turning to face Ben. "And I'm Bartholomew Rosecliff, MD." He said jokingly with a smile. Seeing that things had calmed down, he snapped his fingers and said, "Oh!" and reached into his pockets, pulling out the wooden pegs. "I almost forgot, right before the wheel came down, I found these on the ground." He explained. "Do you recognize them?" He asked. If he had to guess, these were part of whatever was supposed to hold the wheel together, but that didn't sound right to him, wooden pegs holding together a massive Ferris Wheel like that. It was probably nothing, but it would be remiss of him not to ask anything, given the circumstances.

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 as she thought. Honestly, she wasn't even sure what they might have in common. Given what she knew about Emmie, Adalene assumed she hadn't much time for leisure, or access to it in the first place. "Um..." Adalene said, trying desperately to come up with something so they wouldn't be sitting in awkward silence. "Well what kind of stuff do you like to do for fun? Do you ever wanna get out of New York?" That seemed like a good enough place to start. It looked like it was time to get used to get to know her new roommate. She didn't want to hamper on too much about powers or stealing things, she wanted to actually be friends with Emmie.

Adalene smiled at the Waitress, and quickly thanked her, as she turned to pour over her menu. She'd be fine with something light, throwing up didn't put her in the mood to eat too much. An ice cold coke and nachos sounded great to her, and her wallet, right about now. She closed the menu, and picked up her drink with one hand, leaning back in her chair, and taking a slow sip, as she met Emmie's eyes, waiting for a response before saying anything else. She swallowed and smiled, glad to have the taste of vomit flushed out of her mouth completely.

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.