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@Lady AmaltheaSorry for the late reply, illness overcame me during the night. Editing right now!

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

@Lady AmaltheaI was interpreting it in a more figurative sense, as in Haakon's and Josephine's presence being too much for Aziza. He doesn't know too much about cars, but I guess he'd see it. So is that an "okay" for edititing? I'll take note of the physical crowding of the car.

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Haakon J. Elvsgaard

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Location:Grand Continetal Hotel exterior --> Inside the taxi following the Rolls-Royce

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"I couldn't agree more, Jo. Cairo wouldn't be the same without you. We're much more than simply the parasites they label us as; We're just as important in this world as all of them. And we're both going to show them that." Haakon replied quietly to Josephine as they approached the cars, not wanting the others to hear their little venting. While it was true all that they said, Haakon figured more confrontation about the issue was best buried, for now. He even hoped for a friendlier conversation inside the Rolls-Royce.

But that was out of reach for the dynamic duo, of course. Peter motioned for them to take the taxi. Why? He was afraid of crowding Aziza. Haakon looked back and forth between the silver automobile and the less attractive cab behind it. The look on his face showed a hint of annoyance, but he refused to let the feeling take hold of his whole body. "I see. Then we'll follow you to our destination. Have a safe trip. After you, Jo. I guess the adventure awaits in our cab." Haakon said with a polite voice, walking to the cab and opening the door for Josephine to enter. Behind the politeness however, he could only think of two things; Firstly, it was clear that Peter primarly wanted to keek Jospehine and Haakon in the cab because of his own reasons. While he could agree that his presence perhaps could put Aziza on the edge, he would have liked to apologize personally to her, which now was even further delayed. Then again, when he got another look at the Rolls-Royce, he saw that it was already quite crowded. And not in a figurative sense, now that both the Keystones, Aziza and Harry were seated inside. Haakon shrugged quietly, though his suspecions about Peter still wasn't over yet.

Secondly, he couldn't wait to get to know Peter Keystone's story so that he could understand who that man was. Not to blackmail or push him, of course not, but to know how to talk to the man and best get him on his good side. He preferred it that way, whether or not he was allowed to write him.

"Driver, I hope you know how to get to the barracks the honourable Gentleman mentioned. I'm sure you'll be payed well for your services."

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I second the inclusion of the Corporal into the story! Just means more military people to piss off :D

The Weekend Conversation

@RPGNGood interview, been too long since last I read one of yours...Oops? Keep up the good work! It's always nice to read about the other players here on the guild, especially getting to know the person behind the screen in some fashion.

Then again I'm afraid of being brutally murdered in one of her RP's, so I can't give any negative feedback...hehe...please send help

Why We Fight? (WWII with superpowers)

@Oak7reeA necromancer SS officer perhaps? We do at least need one who's a mech-warrior, high-tech German war-technology like that is a must.

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Haakon J. Elvsgaard

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Location:Grand Continetal Hotel

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With the sound of the door being locked, Haakon turned away from the room he had chosen to abandon for the night in return of a more defended quarter, and looked down the hallway of the hotel. Then he looked the other way. Empty, except for Josephine waiting for him. He hadn't expected to see anyone else, but nevertheless...

"Munn. Vera Munn is her name. She's by far the most competent person of the group in whatever this whole adventure is surely about. Though I'm having difficulty being convinced about our connections to each other in regards to playing each our parts. At least attributing it to something cosmic and divine, however unexplainable our markings are. Oh well, it's been interesting so far to say the least, we might as well do our best to enjoy it. Even if they don't like us. Shall we?" Haakon said to Josephine as he walked up to her again, one hand reaching out to her, the other holding his suitcase. It wasn't that long of a walk downstairs and out to the outside, but that didn't mean he wouldn't treat his friend well. So far is only friend here.

"If push comes to shove, you can scavenge my belonings for anything of valid use. Hopefully we can gather the rest of our items tomorrow. But to change the subject, I am rather curious as to what frightnened Miss Tarek of what I said, or what was merely implied? Like you said, Jo, I wouldn't dream to write anything that would turn her fears into reality. I'm just sorry for causing her the pain, and not even being aware of what said thing was."

Soon they stood outside the hotel, the still warm egyptian night of Cairo lingering around them. In front of them Haakon could see the remainder of the group, standing around a pair of automobiles. Miss Tarek was seated in the car at the front, a Rolls-Royce Haakon guessed. He had to give it to the British; while their behaviour was far from ideal, their style was unquestionable. He hoped that his growing dislike of them would quickly pass, for he couldn't see himself not enjoying their positive sides. Walking towards the group, Haakon turned to Josephine. "Ladies first, Jo."

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@FantasyChicIs it okay by you that I assume Josephine follows Haakon outside the hotel, after he got his belongings? Just to make sure I don't bunny anything.

Endless Darkness [Open 1-2 spots]

Guthrie

Location: Barracks
Interacting with: Zara, Spencer, Vamon, Zara, Vala and Nevan

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"The captain...she what?" Guthrie replied back to Vamon as the duo became a trio. Well actualy a quartett when one counted Spencer into the group as well. The situation had just gotten odder. Guthrie wasn't entirely sure how to respond to either the woman carrying Spencer, nor to Vamon who suddenly came out. But he wasn't about to attack the woman for simply carrying Spencer to them. Who knew, maybe she 'just had that effect on' her?

Soon the quartett had turned into a...well, Guthrie wasn't sure what it was called by now, but it was big. Captain Nevan had apparently been looking for Guthrie, and he understood why once he saw what she was throwing to him. He grabbed the thing tucked in cloth with his hand, feeling the weight in his arm. A sword? Why?

"If this can kill it, I'll be very careful with it. And I'll return it back to you as soon as possible, I promise." Guthrie placed the sword on his back, tucked firmly between his backpack and other belongings so that it wouldn't fall off.

The conversation between Nevan and the strange woman began and ended quickly, leaving the group one person less as the Twins suggested their departure. Guthrie agreed, best not to wait any longer. They had a long trek before them, best to get as far as possible with what energy they had left. He began to pack the contents of the boxes into his backpack and other satchel when the stranger asked them a question.

"Yes, and as soon as possible. For different reasons, but good reasons. I have a creature to hunt, as you might have understand. What, are you surprised? If there's a war about to commence, I can't see any of us wishing to partake in it."

Why We Fight? (WWII with superpowers)

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Anton G'iscard
"L'étincelle"

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Anton had gotten a fair head start before the others behind him, and so he enjoyed the view of the rising mountain before him while he could. It was a true wonder of nature to the former French farmboy who grew up in northern France. There he had been surrounded by barn roofs, wind mills and the occational church spire, but it was nothing when compared to Mount Curahee. Sure, he had seen mountains from his cockpit before, but beholding it from the very slope of it made him feel a sense of insignificance, though not in a bad way.

His sole view of the mountain was soon disturbed by the arrival of a very certain Asian man. Kaneda Renner was his name, or at least what he called himself. Anton thought he had heard that Kaneda was half Japanese and half German. Great, what could possibly go wrong with a man like that? Anton found himself think as he passed him. They had exchanged words sparsely before, though his first-impressions of the half-Asian was better than expected. Having neither saluted Hitler or shouted 'Banzai' was a good sign for him. But he still preferred to talk to the man as little as possible. He was after all a man decentant of both those who invaded his homeland and of those who invaded France's colonies.

Behind him he could hear the fastening footsteps of his other teammates, especially the voices of Oscar the Spaniard and Zhanna the Russian. At least he thought she was Russian. More surprisingly she was there with them and not fighting with her compatriots at the now named Eastern Front. But for her Anton could have a little respect, for the two of them knew how it was for their homelands to be invaded by the fascist Germans. Not that he understood a darned word of her Russian.

Anton was in no rush to reach the top first, he had simply begun to jog before them. He had no intentions of using his powers to his own advantage. Not that he could, his skills with electricity and such made him no better at running. But he didn't mind, the jogging was refreshing to him as well as reminding him of the same type of training back home. So he just let the others jog past him if they were quicker, he was aiming at the long-goal of getting up and down without a break.