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Amelia Payne


Location: The Park near her home, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nallore





Amelia was panicking out even more at least until Riley spoke out. The panicked woman took a breath and looked at the singer with afraid, confused and amazed eyes still as the other explained she understood this wasn't caused by her. Amelia's body relaxed a little as she let her hands down, but still kept a little distance.”Ah... yes. I got really sick before this started.” She admitted, throwing looks around still.” It was hurting... and then it was scary.” Amelia added.

“I... believed I was the only one at first...” Amelia said quietly.” Then the visions started and I began seeing other people... you too.” She added, throwing a glance at the singer. Then her face suddenly turned shocked as she realized she had not introduced herself still.

“Amelia!.. my name is Amelia...” She almost exclaimed in panic and hurry to introduce herself, but then realized what she was doing and quietly turned red like tomato from the embarrassment. She hid her face in her palms for a moment, before suddenly sparks flew out from her hands as she lost her control over the power because of her sudden spike in emotion.” Eek!” She yelped and she more or less jumped when the sparks flew and then a cat from behind the dumpster was also startled so it started running to. Amelia herself pulled her hands back to her chest, holding them there, afraid to touch anything." I didn't want to...!"




Claire Winters


Location: Cafe near ME Office, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia@Nallore





“Well not too surprising normal patrol cops do not get too much interaction with the ME in general, you are probably more in contact with the detectives more than anything, after all you guys get called for the homicides and the suicides and the like.” She smiled and waved her hand in slightly dismissing motion as it didn't really matter much.” Still if you see someone in a dream a few times and you read minds, you start to keep attention to such little details.” Claire laughed and took a sip from her coffee.

“Ahh good, thank you.” Claire replied and quickly started to type down the number of the other woman down too.” Yeah... I've got your workplace number actually indeed.” She added with a sly smile.” Do not underestimate my ability to research things... Hehhehe.” The cop laughed softly after finishing with the number saving and now she had the number of Olivia too! All the more people whom she got to know and can call, admittedly she did want to be friends with Olivia and not just to use her for convenience like she was with some other people. Granted some of those very same convenient people were also just in a way 'friends' with benefits with her too. It was all about pros and cons, but she did have a few true friends. Just enough to have people to confine with.
aaaand posted... about 2 and a half days later then planned... sigh. Im subscribing here cause this is my only RP in the advanced section and because of that I sometimes let it slip form my mind... I need better attention keeping lol.
Chambala had noticed the tail... the tail as in the fact they were being followed by something out there in the grass. She couldn't see it, but subtle details in the way it moved to the size it should be or even down to how it acted. Everything suggested some kind of feline creature. There shouldn't be many out here in this part. It could have been a wild cat of some kind, she wouldn't deny the possibility, though she did wonder what it was doing in the grass out here. Wild cats preferred forests...

'I'm going to catch this one...' She thought as she was just about to go after it, but woe and behold crazy woman number 2 – the one with the golem threw something, but the huntress's instincts quickly kicked into high gear at the words and the feel. She threw herself onto the ground, on her four limbs, as low as she can without losing the ability to move and quickly push herself back up if she has to.

Then the explosion hit, everything shook, dirt was thrown up, debris rained moments later. Torn plant fibers, dirt and stones showered on them for a few moments, before Chambala hopped back up, her eyes displayed great fury as she eyed Denise.

“DAMNED MORON!” She snarled at the woman who rode the golem.” ARE YOU INSANE TO THROW ONE OF THOSE HERE IN THIS FIELD DAMMIT? DO YOU WANT EVERYTHING FROM HERE TO THE OCEAN TO SEE WHERE WE BLOODY ARE?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF THE THINGS THAT THIS COULD ATTRACT!?”

Chambala was pretty angered indeed, actually angered was too weak a word for what she was experiencing right now. Her fists were clenched so tight that the leather on the fur was making sound, her facial lines were sharp and her eyes narrowed menacingly, locked onto the target of her ire as a beast on it's pray. She was just a single step away from hurling her spear at Denise. Her desire to draw blood was as clear to see as well... the explosion in the middle of a day.


Constantin Kolev


Location: Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)


As he was enjoying the comfort of his bed, Constantin let his mind wander to the whole purpose of this event that had transpired, the countless hours of training to master the entire performance to perfection down to every little detail and the timing of it all. All for a single goal that may or may not be reached.

'Joining others and strength in number with variety.' He thought, yes in a way fighting the soulless would take a Circus on a scale of the entire world! If all the people acted like the circus, like a family, soulless could very well be over with, but that was not the case from his rather limited knowledge. If numbers and variety were important, then why were so few the recognized groups of this what was it again...Graveolase! Ahh yes, he remembered it. Then why weren't they a member of it already? He let his memories of books wander into his mind. Yes people were untrusty lot to begin with. Few people acted like a family as the circus. He of course had to remember all the stories of betrayal, such as brother killing brothers for the sake of profit. Many of the stories his mother told him when he was little were filled with the older brothers betraying the younger one for gold or for the fair maiden the brother fell in love with.

“It's not really anything I can affect...” He mumbled to himself, he had to wait to hear the news of the decision when he wakes up tomorrow. Who knew how long the official meeting and decisions will take, but whatever was the situation he was going to find himself tomorrow, Constantin was going to accept it for his family... for the Circus and everyone within it. Then he would put all his effort to help them as he always did.


Amelia Payne

Location: Mary Ann St.
Skills: Sneaking, Athletics




'What time is it? How long have we been walking?' Amelia vaguely wondered as she walked forward and forward almost on autopilot really. She moved her feet, but barely registered any feeling from the act anymore. She breathed heavily, somehow keeping decent enough pace for the moment and alright noise levels, probably not attracting too much attention, but for the luck of them at least for the moment there was nary a walker in sight. So at least that was going for them which was good.

Since they had reached Mary Ann, the next step was to reach the connection with Price street. From there they could follow it south and then continue onward without issues across MLK. Thus Amelia stepped forward, but they were on a huge patch of ice. Hell it was all around and was probably going to make things harder so she huffed and prepared to move as good as the ice allowed her to, but stopped in her place after the single step and looked south. She didn't really even turning to look at the others, she could barely focus, but Amelia realized they didn't have to use Price street really.” Let's cut here... south. Should save time.” She mumbled, and turned and properly started walking south instead of East towards Price. She directly started walking south through the backyards towards MLK, making alright distance considering the situation, until she found herself just between the south end of the two buildings.


Kosara Koleva

Location: Abe's home.




“No worries, Jenna.” Kosara smileda s the girl hopped into the car.” Heck you can even move in if you wish, I would surely enjoy a little company.” She laughed softly, as she glanced teasingly at Abe.” Gramp's not exactly the best conversationalist.” She smiled as the car was now moving.” As for the dinner, sure Abe. I will pay you buy cooking you a meal tomorrow. Dinner for dinner, tooth for tooth, right? Besides you gona leave our guest hungry?” She asked.

“No worries, drive safe~” She snickered, snatching the key and hopping out of the car, heading to unlock the door as soon as Jenna was out the car as well.” Okey... aand... done.” She mumbled as she quickly unlocked and entered, waiting for Jenna to enter.

“Well Jenna, let's show you to the room you're going to use.” Kosara said with a smile and led the way.” It's my room, but I'm lending it to you this time. I cannot leave a guest who's like family to gramps and a good friend to me, to sleep on the couch.” She added with a smile.” I've changed all the bed sheets this morning and there are a few shirts I can lend you if you wish to use as pajamas.” She explained.
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Priscilla Harker



Location:The Museum
Skills: None




“Hmmmm...” Mosi made a thinking curious sound as Akhmed explained the situation as of late. Well the Tutankhamen craze she understood and for some reason this land was a land of mystery so weirdness apparently was easy to get used to. Maybe that was the whole problem, they got used to the weirdness until it got too weird? Well she had no proof of that and it was mostly just random thoughts that would rush through her mind and then be out of it within the next few moments.” Well... some weirdness is unavoidable I suppose and it is by no means a bad thing. Weirdness is unique and unique is interesting, is it not?” She asked as she followed the man back to the entrance as they made a round about the place. Museum at this time of day certainly was interesting, if not a lil spooky.

They had reached it when someone came into view. A familiar face and one more she didn't recognize. It was the woman whom she met earlier in the alley. Since it appeared it was a talk about the museum going on and the other woman appeared to be of importance judging by how Akhmed was acting, Priscilla decided it was best to just keep quiet while they get their job over with. She just smiled there, waiting while thinking back to the smithing display she was probably going to miss. All in all, she wasn't too disappointed though. This appeared interesting in it's own right.
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