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Bartholomew Rosecliff


Location: Outside Kitchen House -> Main Road
Skills:N/a


Bart smirked at her calling him Squirt. For all the time they spent together, it almost felt like a term of endearment. He nodded along with her. "I get you." He said, "Rome wasn't built in a day, so they say.". He'd never had to live through a zombie apocalypse, so he could only imagine the personal demands it could impost on a person. Even though he knew others here were from that timeline, and didn't seem to have Faith's personal method of dealing with it, he supposed it would affect all people differently. He stepped away from the house, and started down the main road towards the grave. He took the occasional look behind them as went, wanting to not be caught unawares if somebody from the circus happened to be following after them.

Since they had a few moments, he decided to take a second to get Faith's insight, "It's no secret your intuition for these things are far better than my own." He started, turning his head towards her to address her. "What's your take on these people?" He himself felt a gut distrust of them, given the circumstances of their arrival. The collapse of the Ferris Wheel was the biggest factor for him. There was something they didn't know, and that itched in the back of Bart's mind in a way that upset him greatly. Knowledge was power, and it seemed like there were enough unknowns to fill the swamp. It was a kind of powerlessness he didn't take kindly to, so he was glad that they were going to hopefully gain some kind of deeper insight to the situation.
Miss Creme
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Location: Starry Salon -> Lunar Ballroom
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 3
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Crossing to the end of the room, Creme quietly stepped into the Lunar Ballroom, and quickly looked for a place on the side to stand and wait. She drew breath, and stepped to the left of the door, a bout halfway between the entrance and the leftmost point the the room, along the perimeter. Giving a yawn, her eyes were quickly drawn to Amaranthine, who looked like she might be about to play for them. Creme could certainly do with some music right about now, especially if it would draw attention away from herself once people started to arrive. She would keep an eye on the door however, hoping to soon have Blush rejoin her.

Realizing that she was in a ballroom, Creme made a worried, "Hmm" at the realization that she may, for whatever reason, be expected to dance. That was a skill that was well outside her wheelhouse, and she hoped, somehow, she might avoid that. The last thing she'd want is to make a fool of herself in front of all the people that were sure to be in attendance. This reaffirmed her choice to stay out of the way in the closest thing to a corner she could possible find in a round room. Out of sight, out of mind, was her motto, and she intended to live it to the fullest for the foreseeable future.



Adalene Jones


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




Adalene gritted her teeth, determined not to let the nausea overtake her. "Nuh-uh." She said. She glanced around her, and thought for a second. She didn't have a map of New York in her head or anything, but she knew that was pretty far uptown. She'd never been in a maintenance area like this one before, so she took a second to look around. "Neat." She nodded. She knew a few homeless people slept here, especially during the winter, when they were a damn sight warmer than the frigid cold brought on by New York winters.

"So why'd you decide on here?" She asked. Maintenance rooms were cool and all, but they weren't exactly here idea of a fun time. "Is there somewhere around here you wanna go?" She asked. Or hey, maybe they were going to check out the subway network, that'd be unique and cool. And even if they were caught, it wasn't like they were going to actually get in any trouble, seeing as they could blink away at a moments notice.


Bartholomew Rosecliff


Location: Kitchen House -> Outside Kitchen House
Skills:N/a


Bart frowned, but acquiesced, saying "Alright, sure, we'll go to the grave." He was surprised to see Andromeda walk off at the first sign of disagreement. He guessed she had her own goals, which was fine, but if she had stayed a bit longer they would've all gone together. He smiled at Faith's reason for wanting to go with him, "Consider getting on better terms with the others though, we'll all need to have each others backs eventually." He suggested. He couldn't blame her for wanting to work with him though, with the amount of training they did together, they were probably the best pair of Paradoxes on the camp right now.

He started the way out of the Kitchen House, and headed down the road on the way to the Barn. The presence of the Carney's had put him off, for two main reasons. For one, though the Emendators seemed very knowledgeable, this seemed to be a gap in what they knew about the world. For all their knowledge of different words and timelines, this caught them off guard. The second cause for worry followed from the first; To him, the existence of Emendators was akin to meeting gods. It shook up his worldview so thoroughly, and was incompatible with his previous understanding of how things worked. What if this was another step up in the multiversal hierarchy? He'd heard the name "Management" tossed around, so maybe that's exactly what this was. It would certainly explain how they managed to enter the timeloop. Granted, this was all conjecture, but it was food for thought.




@Nallore Finally had some free time, let me know how it is.

@Nallore Finally had some free time, let me know how it is.

Miss Creme
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Location: Central Hall -> Starry Salon
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 3
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Creme was surprised Jasper had addressed her, and gave a quiet shake of her head, "Oh, I'm just passing through." She said quietly, "To um, get to the Ballroom. So sorry for the confusion." She explained politely, before starting off to the next room. She felt awkward after that. She supposed that her excusing herself must've attracted his attention. That wasn't the reaction she wanted, she simply wanted to be able to pass by him without seeming rude. Instead, she needless attracted the attention of a busy and important man. Putting her eyes forward, she hurried her way out.

Crossing into the next room, she was relieved as the ballroom was now in sight. She hoped it wouldn't be too full yet, given that she must've been one of the closest to the room when the announcement was made, she couldn't think that it would be yet. Between the ejection on the train ride and the stabbing earlier, tonight just was not on track to be a good one for her. Granted, things had honestly been bad for awhile, ever since the blackmailing started. But she knew her luck would turn around sooner or later, and why not have it happen tonight?



Adalene Jones


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





Adalene's hand went quickly into her purse, and she laid down some cash into the checkbook. She smiled at the waitress, and nodded along with Emmie. She was a little disappointing that Emmie would rather run than face things head on, but at least she knew that now. She followed her along to the bathroom, and was quiet as they went. Emmie basically had a panic but it seemed she didn't put it together enough that she could push it. She clearly didn't have much of a knack for tactics, but hey, if these powers were showing up randomly, not everybody would be able to use them as efficiently as possible.

Stepping into the room with her, she cracked a smile, "Anywhere." She said, taking Emmie's hand she she could take her. She wanted ot see what Emmie could come up with, Adalene felt like she'd been taking the lead on their activities for the most part, and finding out what Emmie liked to do, when given the option to do anything. "Just remember, we're still testing out and training our powers later tonight, so let's not go anywhere too crazy." She reminded her.


Bartholomew Rosecliff


Location: Kitchen House
Skills: N/A


Bart watched the women walk through the house, with a kind of silent bemusement. That was odd for sure, but he didn't interfere. It seemed their new guests were intent on doing their laundry. Now, Bart wasn't paranoid per say, but he didn't know exactly how to feel about that. On one hand, they had to focus on Peter's grave site and what was going on there, but on the other, them collecting their clothes and walking around the grounds like a trio out of horror movie should probably be investigated. He looked between Faith and them, and sighed. There already was a group on their way to the grave, and he thought that this might merit some attention.

Bart grimaced, "You might have a point." He exhaled, phrasing things carefully, not wanting to be to explicit with Andromeda listening in on them. He quickly turned to her "I'm not sure if we want to go there yet," He said thoughtfully " I think it might suit us best if we looked into those women. Other people will undoubtedly be checking out the grave site, I'm not sure the same can be said for them." He reasoned. He wasn't going to check them out alone though, Gil had specifically told them all to stick close. He motioned his head towards the Kitchen House door, hoping they'd both agree with his train of thoughts and look with him. "What'd you two think?"
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