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Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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Georgie knew Erza would agree with her. It was the most logical thing to do in their situation. She watched the expert girl walk into the passage, waiting for Erza to pull his knife out of the wall, before she followed after them.

“If you’re going to come with, stay back and stay out of her way.” Ezra directed. That was fine by her. She didn't want to fight if she didn't have to and hopefully this girl was competent enough with her job that she wouldn't have to. She stayed close behind Erza, looking over her shoulder to Alexander the older bringing up the rear. She didn't trust him at her back. She heard the comment about him possibly taking narcotics. Clean or not she'll never trust a junky.

They arrived at the exit, the girl went out ahead of them while they stayed back and let her do her thing. Ezra tried his hand at knife throwing and she couldn't help peeking her head out of the doorway when he threw it. She wondered if the person got stabbed, but she was pushed back into the tunnel when Ezra went back to hiding. She didn't wonder long when she heard the scream, then it stopped. If she'd been hit somewhere nonlethal then she'd still be yelling. Her silence made her believe the girl was dead. Wow. Ezra's a murderer. Well, it happens like that.

The expression on his face told her she realizes what he's done, especially after he looked back out the hall, then came back. He didn't look at her and Alexander and she didn't try to meet his eyes. The house shook violently, knocking her into the wall, a distant scream echoed down the passageway. It sounded like Sabrina. She couldn't stay steady on her feet. She'd just righted herself when Ezra yelled to go. Georgie didn't question it and turned tail, just to go right through Alexander's body. She was so startled she stumbled and didn't regain her footing when Ezra knocked into her. The wave flushed them out of the passageway, back into the dining room, her everything hurt, she's sure she hit her head on the ground or a wall or something.

"What the bloody hell has this day become!?" She slammed her hand on the floor, water splashing. She'd say this is why she doesn't come home, but even this was too ridiculous to for a normal noisy day in the manor. The wind hitting the house was muffled now that she had water in her ears and her sinuses burned. A fever was bound to set in for all this water in the middle of winter. She stood on shaky legs, noticing broken glass on the floor, and looked out the window. There was a grotesque creature standing outside the window. Georgie didn't look at it long enough to get enough of a look. She just knew that she'd vomit if she stared any longer.

Turning around, her eyes locked on Oscar, she clearly looked upset, because all of this was on him. If he didn't invite strangers into the house without permission or discussion today wouldn't be tits up ass over head.

"Any idea what the bloody hell that thing is Mr. Magic? You've had to have something to do with it. Anything else we should know about your exploits, before whatever that is kills us all!"

Straits of Steel (A South East Asian Cyberpunk Thriller)

I'm still in. I'll try to be more active.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

@The Ghost Note I know that. I didn't mention the hellhounds at all. I'm asking if everyone is where the wall is and Junior is with everyone else, then what room could he possibly be in if not in or around the dining room. If he's not in that area, then he shouldn't be at the wall or anywhere near the dining room and shouldn't be talking to anyone in that area at all.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

@The Ghost Note @Carbonatter Now I'm confused, because isn't mostly everyone still in or around the dining room? That's where the fight took place. If he's with everyone else, then he should be in the area. What other room is the vine wall in?

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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That little shit didn't answer and Georgie was about done worrying about where he was. This was why distractions were no good. There was a battle going on and she could be safe tucked away in her Garden. It's only been a week and some days, since she's came here and the rest of them were rubbing off on her in the worst way. The illogical decisions will be the end of her, especially when she couldn't do anything useful. Until though dogs were taken care of or gone away all she could do was sit pretty and relax anxiously while the house was set to ruin. She wants to go back to uni.

The fight carried on down the hall once the real "expert" burned down the vine wall. Georgie nearly gave up on Junior when he popped up again.

"What are you gonna do now? C'mon aren't you gonna follow him!?" Junior asked.

She heard yelling from one of the intruders, she assumes, and a loud yelp that sounded more like a distressed howl. Looks the tide is turning for the fight. She can relax and hope they don't destroy the ground floor under her bedroom. It's her only place of escape here if she's not in her dimension.

"No. It'd be a disadvantage to me if I jumped in this fight." She joined Ezra and the expert girl, figuring she's better off staying with the one person in her family, besides herself, with enough brain cells to make good decisions. She overheard him tell her they might be in the gallery.

She snapped her fingers trying to think of her name, but it escaped her so she settled for what she did remember about her. "The Irish girl used the secret passage. It'll behoove us to do the same, since the witches and their dogs went in the direction of the gallery."

She pointed to the open secret door way, knowing it branched off to several rooms on the ground floor. It's been awhile, since she was last in the walls, but if her memory serves her correctly if they went the right way they should arrive in the same hall as the study, ballroom, and gallery, but closer to the gallery.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

Will the character's secrets be relevant to the plot at some point?

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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“Gerogie, just make sure no more lunatics get in here.”

Georgie wasn't quite alright with Ezra telling her to keep the intruders out, but if everyone wanted a death wish instead of the safest option, then so be it. She only had a minute or so for her portal to stay up anyway. Her plan was to let everyone who wanted to fight leave the room, then barricade the door and escape through the servant's entrance, but that plan went tits up when the beast rammed into the dining room wall. She lowered her portal, her time was up, and ducked behind a marble statue on the opposite wall in the hallway. Bits of the wall flew near her, but the worse of it was scattered in the dining room. The debris and dust it hard for her to see which of her siblings were okay, made worse by the beast breathing fire.

"Is everyone okay?!"

Not only were they attacked in their own home, but it's possible it'll be taken down by flames. Georgie couldn't do anything against fire. The Garden told her that was it's weakness. She could do something from a distance, maybe a smaller concentrated portal, but that's about it.

"J-Junior! Where are you?!" She heard Sabrina over the flames yelling for Alexander.

The kid's a bother, but she knew this wasn't the place for a child He was either still in the room or he sneaked out. Hopefully it was the latter and he wasn't anywhere near the blast and debris. New plan, find the boy and get him to safety. She doesn't have faith that her siblings would be able to handle this on their own, most of them were hopeless, but they're not her problem and she'll see them on the other side of this conflict when it was over.

"Alexander! Answer us! We need to go!" Georgie hadn't thought about the older brother she didn't know existed.

Junior knew she was talking to him, because she never called him Junior; thought it's the dumbest name she's ever heard. This kid better respond.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

I'm still confused on how ambiguous time works. Wouldn't having it set in 2015 defeat the purpose?

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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"Georgie." Sabrina called her out, because of course she did. Georgie didn't bother to reply. There wasn't a need to when to waste her time talking to someone as naive as her sister. If Sabrina wants to be idealistic about these no named strangers being of any use, then she'll let her. In the meantime, she pulled out her phone, wondering what was happening back home while she was stuck here. The few friends she had went on and one about a party they went to yesterday. Georgie only tuned to half of the conversation. One of their guests was on some long winded tangent about magic. She hoped Oscar was taking notes. Maybe he's glean something from the non-sense, send them about their day, and figure out how to help them instead. She was so engrossed in her friends' tale of how some boys from the bungalow next door had a rivalry with the boys in the bungalow the party took place in that they threw shit bombs through the windows and they exploded every. Oh that's disgusting. This is why she doesn't partake in this non-sense. She was just about to send a message, then she heard two of the same voices. She looked up and there were two pairs of no named magic experts. The newest additions better dressed like they actually meant business.

The worst dressed boy sent a tidal wave at them, knocking Georgie from her chair, she was tossed back into the chairs beside her and forced to the fireplace. Her arm and back hurt. She knocked her head on something. She sat up, cursing under her breathe, checking for bleeding in her hair. Her fingers came back clear. She's sure a knot will form back there later. She'll figure it out later. For now, she opened a portal beneath her, that took a few seconds to open, and fell through into the Garden. Anyone within five feet of her were taken too.

She laid in her flower, gazing at the sun, trying to calm down and get herself together, because what the fuck happened? Oscar brought in strangers, wasted thrity minutes of her time, she could've finished her lunch by now, said strangers were fakes and they were attacked. She wants to go back to Scotland and finish her schooling. Another year and a half and she'd be done. This deviation did nothing to stave off her next meltdown. She took her moment, time to go back.

She opened the portal again, this time upside right and walked back into the dining room where they had a different boy chained down and being assaulted with a chair. She assumes it was the fake, since the real one was doing the beating. A loud roar echoed through the mansion followed by several booms. Whatever that was it sounded like a nightmare. One of the magic experts asked Ezra to move out her way, while Patty sent some creature in the direction of the noise.

"Just had to piss on my day."Georgie closed her portal and followed after Patty's creature, going around Ezra and the expert.

"Did any of you think that there might be more of them?" She called when she stepped into the hall. She was too smart to go far from dining room, but she didn't have to. There were three people and three massive dog like beasts in the main hall. Georgie opened a portal almost big enough to take up the entire hall, she'll have to find a way to fix this few seconds delay, she moved out the way once it was up and a blizzard of razor sharp, hard as steel flower petals flew towards the intruders. She ducked behind her portal and looked into the dining room. She told them what she saw.

"We can't leave them to run amok through the house, but we could escape into the Garden, regroup, make a plan, then came back or take our chances and fight blind. I vote for option one." She didn't bother talking to the rest of her siblings and looked right at Ezra. If he gave the okay, surely everyone else would follow. At least those with more than one brain cell.

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Georgie sat in the Garden, rows and rows of flowers blossoms in every direction, all different colors, the sun shined bright; all a contrast to Araminta's cold winter. She's been in the city for over a week and it's more unbearable than when she stayed here over the summer when James was still alive. Not everyone was in the mansion at once if it wasn't the holidays. After taking off from school, until this stone situation was fixed, she doesn't have anything to do with her day. She still studies, but without assignments there's only so much she can read the same book before she gets distracted with her current situation or one of her siblings are being loud and obnoxious. The Garden was the only place she could escape to for peace and quiet. She didn't leave until it was time for lunch. She shook pollen from her black jumper with embroidered red roses she made herself, and swept them from her red trousers. She wiggled the finger her ring is on and a few seconds later a portal opened to her bedroom.

It was neat with flower pots on the windowsill, her lavender bedspread made up with five pillows piled in order at the end of her queen sized bed. Her walls had printed posters of her favorite artwork: "A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte" by Georges Seurat, "Waterlilies and Japanese Bridge" by Claude Monet, and "Prima Ballerina" by Edgar Degas were the ones she had multiple copies; a set for her room here and another for her flat in Edinburgh. She had plenty more back home, but she makes due with what she has now. If this isn't resolved in a month, then she may have to order more.

She wasn't able to eat her lunch, because Oscar called a meeting was supposedly important. A year ago she would have been interested in what he has to say, but he's squandered his future for non-sense. Non-sense that hasn't given him answers for their problem. She's sour about it, but no use bitching. She took a seat at the dining room table next to Sabrina. She had LeBeau in her lap and she couldn't help petting him. She made the mistake of inviting him into the Garden once. Her flowers screamed to get him out as he trampled them. So much for not being completely solitary in her space.

The wait for Oscar was awkward, she abandoned her meal and her space for this? Several minutes passed before he finally spoke up. She was excited at the prospect that he found answers. She wasn't excited about inviting strangers into their home without asking first. She was the type to hate surprise visitors. Did he even make sure the house was clean before inviting anyone over? Arabella does wonders for a mansion this size alone, but that's hours of work. She inspected the room, eyes barely sparing her siblings a glance looking for dust or something Alexander may have left around, but nothing stood out other than the fire place going. Suppose it's presentable enough.

When their guests walked in she nearly had a laugh. They were no older than her and looked like they belonged to the working class. The boy was reminiscent of 2012 Korean idols, and the girl looked like a mouser version of the mob in her tracksuit.

"Ossie, sweetheart, you've bloody gone off the deep this time, haven't you?"

JJ did all the talking, introducing them and being vague about their situation, which was more than she would have said. Would have kicked them out without an introduction if she had it her way. Perhaps rude, but she doesn't want them here.

"I would've felt more at ease if Oscar talked this through with us first." She cut her eyes at Oscar, then looked back at their guest. She hardly paid attention when Oscar said their names. They aren't important, until they prove they're important. "You look no older than twenty and I doubt you've been at this long enough to be called experts."