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Eudora let out a soft "Oh" as he raised her head away from Folly. The connection seemed so obvious now, how could've she missed that? She felt for the family book still hidden in the folds of her dress and cursed her dimness. Eudora looked back at Fairfax, it hurt her to see him struggle so, she wanted to tell him so badly but Folly had a point. You couldn't go around revealing such things. She tore her gaze from his struggling figure and tried to focus on the task ahead as she stepped out from the ruined office into the mass of frozen policemen outside. She glided gracefully in between the guards, not even the hem of her skirt brushing against them, who knew what would happen if they were disturbed? "Who knew, indeed," Eudora muttered in her head as she sheepily poked one of the frozen guards in the arm with a shrivelled finger. Nothing. She shrugged and moved on with the rest while occasionally catching a glimpse of Fairfax behind her, a pang of guilt struck her with every look. Eudora partly blamed herself for dragging Fairfax into this. "You're a brave man, Fairfax," she said as she started to make her way outside, "Braver than anyone I know." That was probably a lie, Eudora knew that if she thought for long enough she could come up with a 100 names. But at that moment, it felt right saying it. She then left without another word.

Eudora kept a rather steady pace towards the circus but somehow found herself in front of the group. She didn't bother to look back, it was almost as if she was transformed into an automaton, focused on a single goal, her legs gliding in unnaturally smooth swings as she made her way towards the circus, led only by the sound of the other's footsteps behind her. Eudora didn't know what inside her caused her to start acting so deadpan all of the sudden.

No that was a lie, she knew exactly what was wrong. She blamed herself for dragging all these people into it. But, it wasn't her fault, right? They could all just leave whenever they liked, but they stayed, despite the huge risk it put themselves in. Did they feel obliged? Were they doing it out of the goodness of their hearts or because they were afraid of being alone in these terrifying times? Eudora was so pre-occupied with her thoughts she didn't notice the looming circus tent coming towards her.

Eudora raised her head a moment before where she would've smacked it against a pole, letting out a startled "ope" while she surveyed the tent. The high rise poles, the stripped exterior, the way it hung so loosely yet remained so firm. It was like seeing a living illusion to Eudora, and it creeped her out. Eudora never stepped inside a circus tent before, but she cleared her mind of those fears and with a deep breath forced herself to peek into the entrance, letting out a small "Hello?" as she did.

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December 28th, 2016 - 6:20 P.M. Local Time - Cirque Anomaly, Main Tent

Boris bowed his head slightly and did a bit of a bow to Lilith. He tapped another knife twice against his head, wiggling his face back and forth almost as if to imply that he had forgot himself. "Right, right! Getting a grip...I'll get a grip..." He chuckled darkly, seemingly calmed down until he noticed Thalia backing away. Something about that didn't seem to sit well with the maniac, with Boris holding his knife back to throw it. But Thalia manages to pull hers out and chuck it towards Boris first, only for the maddened clown to duck out of the way, the knife hitting Lilith instead in the chest near her shoulder.

"Oops," Boris cackled a bit, pretending to fret over Lilith's injury. The knife was stuck in her chest and hadn't hit an artery, but removing the knife could be dangerous. It was the only thing stopping the blood flow. "My turn!" Boris shouted, before throwing his other knife at Thalia, hitting her in the hip this time.

The ringmaster wasn't stupid, of course. On one hand, Thalia and Lilith were two decent members of the circus and brought in a fair deal of money. But on the other hand, the longer this went on, the more reason they'd have to get rid of the Valeskas once and for all. He regretted the day that Fiodora came home with the man--though of course, his name hadn't been Boris Valeska then. From what the ringmaster could recall, the man had done hard time in New Jersey before hand. Changing his name had been necessary.

"Boris!" the ringmaster called out, hopping onto the stage. "None of this will bring Fiodora back, man!"

An inhuman wail ripped its way out of Boris' throat, as he spun around dramatically to face the ringmaster. Meanwhile, Faust was watching the events with not curiosity, but with anger. Lilith hadn't been quiet when she shouted at Boris, revealing that she knew that Faust was a demon. The man was livid, clenching his fists as his eyes turned black and he approached Thalia on the stage.

"What are you?" Faust hissed. "You're not human, so don't lie to me, you little bitch." Faust then yanked the knife out of Thalia's hip crudely, intending to hurt her in the process.

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Fairfax accepted Emmie's help gratefully, looking a bit dismayed at Folly's absence. He smiled a politely at Eudora, knowing many men from his own time who were far braver than him. There were boys in Coventry who had left for war and came back as haunted men. People far braver than him who did not return at all. It had been eleven years since the Great War ended, but its legacy was still felt in 1929.

"You are too kind, Eudora," Fairfax said by means of thanks, regaining his strength a bit more with each and every step. "But I must imagine you do not know many men if I am the bravest one you know," Fairfax joked, weaving his way throughout the frozen police officers.

Andromeda made up the tail end of the little group, looking around uneasily at all of the cops. It was like walking through a museum of statues, only she knew just about each and every person here. She may have spent her early childhood in New Mexico, but her high school years and her summers were mostly spent here in Coventry. Some of the cops were the parents of kids she had classes with--hell, some of them were the kids she had classes with.

"Why would a demon go to all of this trouble just to scare us?" Andromeda asked aloud, as the group left the police station and started to walk for the circus grounds. "I know that Mephistopheles killed my father but...I don't know why he did it," Andromeda admitted, her voice cracking slightly. That was part of the reason why she hired Seraphina to look into the case--to figure out the mystery behind her father's death. There had to be a reason for Mephistopheles to do all of these horrible things, to murder so many innocent people...

"Some men can't be reasoned with," Fairfax observed. "They just want to watch the world burn for no reason other than their own satisfaction..."

It wasn't too long before they made it to the circus entrance. As Eudora poked her head into the little tent, it served as a ticket purchasing area of sorts. Once people had attained their tickets or showed them to the carnies at the front, they would then be directed through the back of the tent and down the lawn to the brightly lit main tent, where the show would happen in just forty minutes. Andromeda pulled out her wallet and went to the front, paying for tickets for Eudora, Emmie, Fairfax, and herself. Once she had them in hand, she headed through the tent with the others.

"We stick to the plan," Andromeda said in a hushed voice, just so the others could hear. "Emmie and I'll be in the crowd. Fairfax and Eudora, find a place to hide. We'll have to hope that Folly follows through, wherever she ran off to..."

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Aloise nodded curtly, standing at parade rest as Olivia went to go search for the file. Looking at the file would be a good place to start, but Aloise's questions would likely get some odd glances. Namely, she'd want to know if any organs were missing. If there were any bite marks or claw marks, she'd like pictures of them, in order to properly identify them. Looking to see if there was any sulfur found on the body or near it would also be a big help.

Listening to Olivia's information about the cause of death, Aloise felt slightly disappointed. None of those were jumping out to her as potential supernatural killers. It could easily have been a traditional serial killer. Hell, maybe the police were right. Maybe Folly had been the murderer after all. Not all crimes were caused by the supernatural, after all. Not everything required a hunter's expertise.

"Of course," Aloise replied, handing over her credentials to Olivia. The credentials are fake, but Olivia won't be able to tell it's a forgery. Aloise tends to get the very best forgeries, as well as having an old hunter friend who routinely pretends to be a supervisor for whatever agency she needs at the moment on speed dial. "Olivia...Was any sulfur found near or around the body?"

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Emmie gave Fairfax a friendly smile as they started to make their way through the police station, she would look over her shoulder at Andromeda seeing her looking at each individual officer's face that was frozen in time. She didn't even know what would cause any of this as they finally got out of the police station. "Maybe your father knew something that Mephistopheles knew that he wanted your father murdered for?" Emmie suggested, she wasn't really sure if it was or not but that's the only idea that she could think of the walk to the fair grounds wasn't that far.

Once they were there Emmie stood close to Andromeda as she paid for everyone's ticket looking around, she didn't like the circus very much as Emmie then took a moment to look around at everyone that was there. A part of her wondered if Folly would actually be there to help them out or not, she knew Folly did kill Alex fearing her own safety more then anyone else's. And Folly seemed to be more out for herself more then anyone else, she looked towards Andromeda. "What happens if she isn't there to help us?" Emmie asked softly, knowing that it would be a possibility.

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Olivia accepted Aloises' credentials as she looked them over it seemed pretty much legit to her as she handed them back over towards Aloise. "Thank you, feel free to have at the body." As she walked over towards her bag of fast food that she went out to get, before the attack on the police department that she wasn't aware of what happened yet. As Olivia started to eat away at some French fries, she turned her attention back towards Aloise raising an eyebrow slightly when she asked if there was sulfur on the body.

Olivia walked back towards the file, she couldn't remember every little detail on the bodies she worked on but she did take notes as she pulled out the other results that were on Fiodora's body. Olivia glanced through them before nodding and then slid the notes towards Aloise, as she finished another fry. "Sorry long hours, went to grab some food before you came over. But yeah there was some sulfur found on Ms. Valeska's body." Olivia answered.

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Glancing back and forth as he stood on the platform, Liam's eyes drifted over the smaller crowd in search of the woman from his vision. In his searching, he did spot the two men by the guard station, raising an eyebrow at the badge. He hadn't gotten a particularly clear look, but the conversation he overheard nearby arrayed that as he spotted the woman he was there for. For now, he watched the brunette on the phone, but made no move closer, idly listening to the conversation as he tried his best to remain inconspicuous, glancing down to his ticket and occasionally back to the woman from his vision.

It wasn't particularly difficult for Liam to establish that the two younger ladies he had been listening to weren't exactly normal. Whether they were human, demons or something else entirely though, that he couldn't work out just then. As they mentioned Coventry, he sighed. Normally in a situation like this he'd follow the women back to Coventry, usually because he'd be dragged back by Aloise, but still. Then it dawned on him, Aloise was still in Coventry, it was the best he could get to being in two places at once. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his phone, glancing down at a random text as he chuckled softly to himself, pretending to have read something amusing as he switched it to the camera. Holding his phone up, he took a dorky selfie, making sure he got the two women in the background before he texted it off to Aloise.



Tucking his phone back away in his pocket, he sighed and focused back on the woman he'd come here for. He shook his head, moving further down to where she was, now avoiding looking in her direction if he could, checking the time as he waited for the train. He was somewhat brought back to his days as a journalist, following a source to try and get a story when they wouldn't share it. Of course, back then there was less of a risk of death.

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"Damn, sorry Lilith," she said as she watched Boris duck out of the way of her knife, instead hitting the woman behind him. Boris clearly was trying to kill her or something, but she found it funny how nobody really was stepping up to do anything about it. Well, except for Lilith, and now she had an injury too. This night just kept getting better. She hardly had time to apologize to Lilith before Boris' second knife hit her in the hip. This hurt, a lot. She had no idea how much more she could take of this before she actually fell to the ground. Her arm was still hurting, and she was starting to really regret pulling the knife out, but she couldn't do anything about that now.

Thalia was surprised when the man, Faust walked up to her. The knife in her hip was still there, and she felt a jolt of fresh pain when Faust ripped it out. She stumbled a little bit, managing not to cry out in pain, and tried to focus on Faust. What he was saying made no sense to her, until the fogginess cleared from her mind. Thalia was confused by his words, and had no idea what to do. Boris was probably still wanting to kill her, while this guy was glaring at her with black eyes. He probably wanted her dead too, and at the moment, she was kind of cornered between the two.

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about," she said to Faust as she started to limp a little bit away. This guy was freaking her out, and Lilith's comment about him being a demon did not make her feel any better. This guy seemed to be as crazy as Boris, and that was saying something. Her not human? That was just crazy talk, and it made no sense at all.

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Lilith was expecting a fight. However, Boris proved to be just as good as her at her knife throwing as his knife hit her in the chest. It hurt and she dropped to a knee, but it didn't seem to hit anything dangerous. She didn't dare remove it, less it causes more bloodshed. She knew at least that much. She was fine, for the time being, but Thalia was another matter. She had both of the men eyeing her.

It hurt, but she slowly made her way over to Faust and Thalia. Faust was paying too much attention to the girl as he talked. The not human accusation bore remembering, but that was for another time. She would be damned if she let them get the upper hand. "Leave her alone you so-" she began before she was tackled from behind. She looked to see Boris on top of her. An angry look in his eye. Soon, he had her throat. She gasped for breath, but it was hard. He was stronger than he looked. She clawed at him to get him off. The Ringmaster tried to intervene to no avail. And Faust remained focused on Thalia.

She would not go out like this. She would be damned if she left without seeing Folly again. Her vision faded a bit, but she held on. He would not win.

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Eudora quietly floated to the back of the group with Fairfax as Andromeda paid for the tickets. "How are you holding up?" Eudora asked him softly, her tone slightly worried. Should he really be this close to an incoming battle? It would probably be wise to have him stay far far away but Eudora wasn't about to force him away. If he wanted to stay, it was his choice.

She looked at Fairfax again and sighed. She just hoped he wouldn't try to jump into the action, at least not in his condition.

"Emmie and I'll be in the crowd. Fairfax and Eudora, find a place to hide. We'll have to hope that Folly follows through, wherever she ran off to..." Andromeda said, and Eudora baulked at it. It didn't feel right staying that far apart.

"Perhaps we should stick close together in the crowd," Eudora suggested, "Strength in numbers after all, and besides, I might be able to give us an edge if I'm closer to the demon." Eudora paused, she wasn't really one to speak out in a group, as long as the plan would work, it was fine by her. And this plan seemed like it would be able to work, right? But would Eudora forgive herself if something went wrong and she wasn't there to fix it? A terrible thought entered Eudora's head, was she trying to guarantee everybody's safety or being selfish by trying to ensure she wouldn't feel guilty at the end of this? "On second thought, I could go with Fairfax if you'd prefer." she said, trying to push out any unsure tones out of her voice. She cleared her throat and continued, "But yes, I do hope Folly does show up."

"What happens if she isn't there to help us?"

Eudora turned to face Emmie, a reassuring smile on her lips. "I'm sure we could take a demon and a couple of his cronies! Besides, I've done this before. All we need is one good hit." She smirked while quickly flashing the blade hidden in her sleeve.

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December 28th, 2016 - 6:25 P.M. Local Time - Cirque Anomaly, Main Tent

Faust shook his head, laughing darkly as if he had been told the most sadistic and unoriginal joke possible. He shoved the knife back into Thalia's wound, twisting it as to cause an unimaginable amount of pain. It'll be all Thalia can do to listen to him and keep herself conscious at this point. Maybe she'd be able to fight if she's lucky, but this is borderline torture at the moment. "Do you expect me to believe that, you stupid whore?" Faust shouted. "We have not come this far to have you meddle in our plans..."

Boris giggled, practically forgetting that he was in the process of crushing Lilith's lungs. With the spritely grace of a young man, he leapt to his feet and looked around for a bit of applause. "I wasn't going to kill her!" Boris explained, winking at Lilith. "I just hurt her, really, really, bad..."

"Thalia, get away from that man!" the ringmaster called out, completely oblivious to the sound of a whoosh as someone mounted the trapeze and began to soar across the stage. The small blur went through the air, legs hooked around the pole and arms outstretched. A few feet away from reaching the small group gathered on the circus stage, the figure unhooked their legs from the trapeze and did almost a flip in the air, their feet and weight pushing Faust to the ground as they landed on his back.

"You talk too much," Folly scowled, moving one of her feet to rest on Faust's head.

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Fairfax blushed slightly at Eudora's concern. Truthfully, the man was feeling much better, ever since Folly had left the police station. He didn't pretend to understand it himself, though it worried him. The girl had lived a hard and lonely life, and he considered her to be his friend. How could he help her if he could not be near her? "I'm much better, thank you," Fairfax told Eudora with a bit of a smile.

"No, I think sticking together may work just as well," Andromeda admitted, tucking a lock of white hair behind her ear. "And we have the woman who killed the antichrist with us. I'm sure it'll be fine," Andromeda finished.

She was a control freak, but she had to admit that Eudora sticking nearby may be more help. It was a bit of a convoluted and elegant plan they had before, one that assumed they'd be able to lure out Mephistopheles and have Eudora and Fairfax help to take him by surprise, wherever he was. But as long as they could reach him before he could do any serious damage to Folly, the plan should work. And for whatever reason, Mephistopheles wanted them there in the circus this evening. There was strength in numbers.

"Let's be off, then?" Fairfax asked, looking at the group.

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Aloise nodded as Olivia explained that sulfur had been found on Fiodora's corpse. It was one of the easiest indicators of a demon, meaning that Fiodora Valeska was killed by one. She had surmised as much already, given that Andromeda had deduced that Sal was killed by Mephistopheles, but it was good to confirm. Aloise doubted that the O.M.E.N. leaders' bodies would be here in Coventry, imagining that they were in a morgue in Washington D.C. somewhere. However, she could check on Sal's body.

"And the other victim, Sal Aldrich? Was sulfur found on his body as well?" Aloise questioned. She didn't want to find out later on that it was more complicated than just a demon here in Coventry. When they killed the thing, she wanted this all to be over. And she'd want a damn good explanation from someone about what that wardrobe was. Liam still was missing and she hadn't seen nor heard from anyone else that vanished. Not to mention the fact that Seraphina had been shot by a sniper and Aloise still had no ideas as to what happened.

It was days like these that she wished she worked with more hunters. Liam was still in training, after all. "Excuse me, one moment," Aloise said, as she looked down at her phone and saw the messages and missed call from Liam. She smiled earnestly, feeling relief as she opened the photograph of the girls with the flowers. She couldn't tell much from the photograph--they could've just been teenage delinquents--but looks could be deceiving. Snapping a picture and sending a text back to Liam, she put her phone away.

"Sorry, colleague of mine," Aloise explained, acting as if she had just been texted an update about the 'biohazard' case. "You know how biohazards can get--never can be too thorough in research."

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Liam's phone will buzz, alerting him that he has received a text. It's from Aloise, thankfully. It seems that she finally got a chance to look at her phone, and from the selfie that she replied with, her location is obvious. There's a corpse next to her on a slab, indicating that she is in the morgue. As for the text itself, well, it makes the corpse look nearly harmless. It also makes Aloise's nickname of 'Captain America' perhaps a bit more ironic.


There was more movement in the train station, of course. No trains had arrived yet and it became clear why as an announcement was made over the intercom. The Organization for the Methodical Eradication of Necromantics has temporarily shut down the station, in order to search for a fugitive that needs to be detained for questioning. No more trains will be coming into the station and all of the exits are quickly being blocked off by security. No one can enter and no one can leave.

The brunette that Liam followed hanged up her call, appearing mildly vexed at the news. Leaning against the train station wall, she seemed prepared to wait until the train came and the entire mess was finished. She didn't look scared or nervous at all. Perhaps she wasn't guilty or perhaps she was just too accustomed to this type of job. But of course, the same couldn't be said for the girls with flowers in their hair, and Aloise hadn't texted Liam any theories as to what they could be.

The brunette set her bag down on the floor and looked around as the intercom went off throughout the train station, letting out a slightly annoyed sigh as the OMEN agents that were there locked down the train station. Her attention then turned over towards Liam as she watched him take a selfie of himself, with the two of them in the picture as well.

"He took our photograph," the blonde whispered quietly to her friend, nodding over towards Liam. "Perhaps you should get inside his head. There's a bench here for you to sit on while you do so."

When the blonde whispered into her ear she looked at her, and then over towards Liam she was curious if he was working for OMEN as well and nodded slightly and smirked. "Sounds like a plan to me." She whispered back, before getting into character. "Guess we will be here for awhile, I guess I will take a little nap while we wait." She said and gave her friend a quick kiss on the cheek, acting like they were a couple the brunette then moved over towards the bench. She set the bag down and leaned back somewhat using her bag as if it was a pillow, then closed her eyes as if she was going to take a quick nap while they all waited.

The blonde smirked slightly and shook her head, a bit surprised that her friend had kissed her cheek. Those who knew the blonde were well aware that she had an extraordinarily high body temperature, usually surprising and shocking everyone who brushed her skin by accident, such as when shaking her hand. She figured it wouldn't be long until her friend had gotten inside of Liam's head, though she was quite curious if she intended to possess him or just meddle with his thoughts.

As the brunette's body 'slept' her spirit left her body, which gently brushed past her friend's shoulder which was usually what she did to let her know that she was on the move then moved directly over towards Liam. "I want you to strip yourself naked, and then approach the closest woman and flirt with her." Planting that thought into Liam's head, her spirit brushed past the blonde's once more before slowly opening her eyes slightly smirking slightly at the suggestion she put into his head, it would make a funny little distraction for the OMEN Agents.

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Emmie gave the elderly woman a slight smile and nod, and she had to agree that staying in as a group would probably be for the best, who knew who was actually in there right now. Looking towards Fairfax and Andromeda giving them a slight nod and smile, she was ready to go in and prevent more deaths from happening. "I'm ready to get this started." Emmie said, in a way she would do this for Sera, this would have been her case until she was murdered in front of them. Emmie took out her pocketknife, which looked like it had seen better days the blade did tend to go in and out a lot of the time.

She started to make her way into the big top where the show would actually start, hearing Faust taunting the woman and putting the knife back into Thalia's wound and then Lilith on the ground just as Boris had gotten off of her. She knew how to fight and use her knife pretty well, due to her living on the streets for quiet awhile, as she got slightly closer hoping to catch Boris off guard. Emmie got read to throw her knife making sure that the blade was out and ready. Emmie then threw it across the room, hoping that it would hit the mad clown man but Emmie saw as the blade was flipping back in and out causing her pocket knife to lose trajectory and speed and landing onto the ground.

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"One second i'll grab his file for you as well." Olivia said as she wiped her hands on the lab coat she usually wore when she was working the morgue. She started to search through the same filing cabinet that she had gotten Fiodora's out as well, going through all of the names until she finally found Sal Aldrich's file. Olivia remembered that she had made a promise to find out anything that was related to Andromeda's father's death. Olivia came back looking over at Aloise as she took a picture of Fiodora's body, assuming that it was also just relaying an update to her colleague, and gave her a nod. "It's all good, I understand you cant miss something that could be overlooked." She said.

Olivia opened up Sal's file as well reading through it herself. "Yes there was some sulfur found on his body as well. His cause of death was by asphyxia, the marks indicating narrow ligature, double mark indicates rope was wrapped twice around his neck. Ligature impression is deeply marked. Trickling of saliva from the mouth. Abrasions and redness around the ligature mark." Olivia said taking a quick bite of her dinner then going it over once more.

"Also weird thing is, near the body, there was a note written in blood says Latitude: 37-14'25'' N ; Longitude: 099-59'51'' W. So maybe there is another clue at those coordinates maybe?" Olivia suggested, she wasn't sure where those coordinates were actually at but it was pretty interesting.

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Glancing back down to his phone, he smiled as he saw the message from Aloise. Checking the selfie she had replied with, he took a mental note of where she was, nodding his head as he seemed to appreciate that she was on a job, and why she hadn't been around when he got back to the hotel. Checking the text itself, he rolled his eyes. Threats such as that were common from her, he just chose to take it as proof that she cared. He began to type in a reply when the announcement came over the intercom. Raising an eyebrow as he looked upward, he sighed and glanced over to the OMEN agents briefly, shaking his head as he moved over towards the wall, still near enough to the woman he'd come this way for.

He continued to type out as sarcastic and smart-assed of a response as he could to Aloise, figuring he'd be waiting there for a long while, but just before he could hit send, he felt something else. The whisper graced his ear, and a chill ran down Liam's spine. He'd never quite had this before, such a compulsion to do... Of all things, such a strange act in the middle of a train station. His eyes flicked up to the brunette, the person he knew from his vision was a murderer, and the person he'd come all this way to track down and essentially interrogate. You know, suddenly, she didn't look half bad.

Almost with love-hearts in his eyes, Liam tucked his phone into his pocket, briefly appreciative for the quiet spot towards the back of the station he was now in. Quickly he shrugged off his top and jacket, setting them in a heap, soon joined by his shoes and trousers as he stretched, before bringing a hand downward where the sun don't shine, in the vaguest of attempts to keep this all at least barely PG-13. Moving along the wall towards the back of the train station, his right hand working as a censorship bar, Liam reached up and set his elbow against the wall, resting his head against his hand as he watched the woman on her phone, clearing his throat as he grinned like a smug idiot. "I just figured I should tell you... I`m no weatherman, but you can expect a few inches tonight, gorgeous."

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Eudora felt herself flush with a bit of pride as Andromeda brought up her antichrist killing ordeal again. Despite her very finicky memory, Eudora doubted she would ever forget that glorious moment. And if they managed to take down this new demon, perhaps Eudora should go into the demon killing business, she seems to have a knack for attracting them after all.

"Let's go," Eudora said, holding onto Fairfax to help him along as they all shimmied into the tent. Eudora didn't know about the others, but there was a rising panic within her. Not the type of panic that made her want to run away, too late for that anyway, but the kind that makes you want to just jump in already and do the deed. Every step built up the beads of sweat on her forehead, her heart rate quickened and so did her pace as they entered the lion's den. But on the outside, she still held onto that calm old lady facade, beaming a smile to the rest of the group.

However, that cool smile shattered into awe as she witnessed a blurry figure land on top of the demon. "Folly!" Eudora yelled out as she broke off from the group, prepared with another speech about not just disappearing like that to berate her with. But hearing the soft tink of Emmie's failed blade made her swivel around, her expression struck with worry, "Emmie, fall back!" she yelled out as Eudora pointed her shrivelled finger at Boris, fingers and lips twisting and jerking in arcane motion as a spell left off her lips. "Age nunc intellectum. Age nunc intellectum atque voluntatem omnem meam."

Her voice carried loud and clear in the echoing tent, her tone shrill and piercing like a bullet. Empowered with Eudora's ancient power and rage, it struck Boris with such a force he crumpled in an instant. Blood gushing from his temples as he hit the musty floor with a dull thud. No cry of agony or twitching limbs. Just extreme stillness.

Eudora was left panting at the end of it, but she never felt more alive and energised. An almost too joyous grin spread on her face, still got it, she thought to herself. "Now that's how you take someone down," she breathed out to Enimme before turning back to Faust, already twisting another deadly spell.

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"I-I-I don't get what your talking about," she managed to stammer out as she staggered backwards. The man was scaring her, and he seemed to enjoy hurting her even more than she already was. Thalia barely could hear the ringmaster's voice, to her it seemed like just a mumbled sentence that she couldn't really understand. She was both amazed, and grateful, when Folly made her entrance onto the scene, landing on top of Faust. With the man on the ground, and probably not paying attention to her, she managed to stumble farther back so she wasn't in the way.

Thalia managed to get a little ways back, and started to try and stop the bleeding in her leg with her hand. The blood oozed through her fingers as she fumbled to try and stop the flow. Eventually, she managed to stop the bleeding, but when she tried to move her hand, the blood started flowing again, causing her even more problems. She couldn't use her hand for anything else unless she wanted to start bleeding again, and this was not something she could fix since she didn't really have anything else to apply pressure with. Thalia was stuck, and she was not very happy about it, but the pain kept her mind away from the prospect of it actually becoming a major problem.

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Soon, Boris was off of her. Her strength was drained, but she was alive. She coughed and caught her breath back. She didn't know what else would happen, but Thalia was in danger now that Boris had his attention on her again. She tried to stand up, but struggled to do so. Boris nearly killed her and she would see the man dead now. She looked up to see Thalia.

But then something she didn't expect happened.

A figure flipped through the air and landed on Faust. It took her a minute, but she saw the dark hair and heard the voice. "Folly.." she managed to croak out. She was happy to see her, but there was still the demon and Boris to deal with. However, as she thought that, she heard some incantation from somewhere. She turned her head to look and see people she didn't recognize enter the tent. She didn't know why they were here, but more people couldn't hurt. In fact, it helped as she looked at Boris fall, blood coming from his temples. His lifeless corpse now laid on the ground. She had to admit, she was pissed she couldn't be the one to end him, but she wasn't about to pity him. She stood up, still a bit wobbly and made her way over to Folly who was now on top of Faust.

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Hello, children. It's been a while since we spoke, but I figured that it was time. You see, you're all such trusting and innocent souls...even those of you who claim to be stained with darkness. But my friends, this is Coventry. Why do you trust those who have nothing to gain if they do not deceive you? Why do you put your faith in puppets, tangling yourselves in strings? This is the most that I can do to help you, you must understand.

There is a traitor in your group. I myself do not know who it is, but I know that only more horrors await you. Did you really think one demon could be responsible for so much pain, for so much tragedy? No, no my dears, you have not yet become acquainted with your final foe, a foe that even Death herself cannot see.

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Andromeda and Fairfax had rushed into the tent along with Eudora and Emmie, just in time to watch Folly soar through the air to land on top of Faust. However, Folly's appearance also brought the return of further pain to Fairfax, with the man slumping to the ground before even reaching the stage. Andromeda remained behind with him, banging up her knee slightly as she dragged the man onto a chair, hoping to keep him upright.

"Fairfax? Fairfax, can you hear me?" Andromeda asked, frantically checking the man for a pulse, but she was no doctor. She was out of her element with no idea of what to do. And as far as she was aware, there wasn't a single doctor in the tent.

"Fairfax, hold on, help is going to come," Andromeda said, noting the sweat covering Fairfax's skin. The man's pulse was feeble at best. If he didn't get medical attention soon, it was likely he would die. It wasn't the future that didn't agree with him--it was the future when it proximity to Folly that was trying to kill him. Andromeda's eyes widened, recalling the whispers between Folly and Eudora, and Fairfax's look of pride when he saw the little girl. No one else looked at the little murderer like that.

"Time is trying to correct itself!" Andromeda whispered, as everything began to become a little clearer. Time must have been distorted from all of their traveling back and forth. And when Fairfax was near his direct descendent, time attempted to fix the distortion by killing the man. The theory didn't fit all of the facts, however--Folly should have been on the brink of death as well back in the past when near Fairfax. Or was it because she didn't exist there that time didn't know what to do?

An idea may strike Eudora, however. A blood spell did require several ingredients to send a user back in time, but to stop time? The incantation itself and a bit of Fairfax's blood would do. It may just be the only way to save Fairfax's life.

"You're a time dragon, I see," Faust muttered to himself, chuckling even with Folly keeping his head to the ground. With superhuman strength he got up, causing Folly to tumble backwards in the process, before turning to face Eudora. He cocked an interested eyebrow at Boris on the ground, seemingly pleased and impressed that the madman perished. He then snapped his fingers, tossing Eudora up in the air about ten feet before dropping her. She'll survive the landing, but it won't feel good at all...

"Folly! So glad you chose to join us, shame about your father though," Faust taunted. "But don't worry--you'll see him soon enough."

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Aloise grimaced at Olivia's confirmation. Mephistopheles was responsible for both murders, then. Andromeda had been correct in her deductions earlier. Demons were relatively common foes, but that didn't mean they were easy to take on in the slightest. It was one thing to simply fight them--another to actually win and kill them. Hell, even banishing them back to hell was a dangerous affair. She knew more hunters who had been killed by demons than ones who had killed demons themselves.

"Interesting. Two different M.O.'s but classified as the same killer?" Aloise asked, mostly to keep up the illusion of being from the CDC. She knew very well why the killers were said to be the same--the note in blood and the coordinates? It was the very same blood. Not just the same type, but the same DNA as well. It was the real M.O. of the killer, not the method of death.

Pulling out her phone, Aloise had a hunch about the coordinates. The news hadn't been released to the public, for obvious reasons, but word had gotten around the hunter community. The O.M.E.N. leaders were still classified as missing, in order to prevent a public panic, but as Aloise saw where the coordinates indicated, she felt her hunch practically confirmed. The coordinates were for Kansas--the home state of the O.M.E.N. leaders. Another search on her phone and she found a few local articles about O.M.E.N. taking over a crime scene, along with mass speculation about whether or not this would be a repeat of Altsoba.

"Thank you, Doctor," Aloise said, putting the phone away. "Now this may sound odd, but has anyone been acting strange lately?" Of course, one prime candidate would come to Olivia's mind--Gus, one of the lab techs, had been behaving oddly for a few days. He was an eccentric individual before but now, now he was just different. Unsettling, even.

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October barely held back a laugh at Carolina's antics. She bit her lips and covered her eyes slightly, though she spread her fingers so that way she could still watch Liam strip himself and begin to flirt with the brunette. She was thankful that the man wasn't facing them, so that way she and Carolina didn't have to see his member. "Not exactly what I had in mind, Carol," October quipped, crouching down to Liam's discarded clothes and fishing out his wallet. All eyes were on the naked Prophet, allowing October's small theft to go unseen.

In his wallet, October found at least half a dozen IDs. Any of them could have been genuine. She frowned slightly, before shrugging a bit and slipping them all into her purse. "He's a criminal or a spy. Maybe even O.M.E.N.," October whispered to Carolina. She then put the wallet back in the pile, just in time to watch the brunette send Liam flying.

One good kick was all it took, it seemed. The kick had been to Liam's stomach, thankfully, and not the family jewels. It sent him a few feet back as he fell, right in front of one very disappointed Agent Keenan. "Huntahs," Keenan sighed, before pulling out a pair of cuffs and cuffing Liam to the information booth. Keenan couldn't help but feel disgusted and repulsed by Liam's actions. He'd definitely write this up and send it into his superiors, which would most likely result with Liam becoming a registered sex offender. But on the bright side, Carolina wasn't controlling Liam's actions any more!

Hanson, of course, was shaking with laughter. The entire situation was so comical and he couldn't believe that anyone would actually strip naked in a train station to flirt. Taking a few steps forward, Hanson grabbed Liam's trousers and then tossed them at the man, unaware that Liam's wallet had already been pilfered. "What the hell were you thinking?" Hanson asked, wiping a tear away from his eye.

"Doesn't mattah," Keenan warned, before turning his gaze towards the brunette, who was already back on her phone. "You okay, ma'am? That was one hell of a kick."

"I'm fine," the brunette answered simply, not even looking up.

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Emmie ignored Eudora as she quickly made her way towards where her knife had fallen, the blade sticking into the ground of the tents floor. Her eyes wondering over towards the other two women who seemed to have been injured by the crazy clown man that was Folly's father, Emmie tripped, feeling a slight pain shooting through her ankle. Which causes her to end up falling onto the floor just as Eudora had cast her spell, she froze for a moment seeing Boris' dead body on the floor.

Emmie was pretty much used to seeing dead bodies now, seeing her parents when she was younger, a friend who ended up dying of starvation on the streets. And finally seeing Sera, the woman who took her in and raised her like she was her own, murdered right in front of her eyes. Emmie looked over her shoulder as she managed to slowly get herself up to her feet, suddenly Fairfax started to look like he had suddenly fallen ill again.

Emmie wasn't a doctor of any kind, but from the looks on his face he wasn't looking good at all, like he would end up just dying next to Andromeda. Emmie slowly turned her attention over towards Faust as he simply brushed Folly off knocking the girl onto the floor as he managed to stand up. Emmie then watched in horror as Eudora was lifted up from the ground to about ten feet off from the ground, then seeing the elderly witch woman falling down onto the ground. This all just felt like a crazy dream, people fighting one another and dying. Some having some sort of power or being a supernatural, or just a simple human being. Emmie looked towards Folly raising an eyebrow when Faust spoke to her.

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Olivia gave Aloise a slight nod as she leaned up against one of the examination tables. "The blood from both scenes are a perfect match, and the notes as well. So that does lead us to the two scenes are connected in some way." Olivia said as Aloise asked her about anyone that she worked with acted strangely lately, there were a lot of people that she worked with daily and had gotten to know them pretty well over the month that she had been in Coventry.

Then the thought did occur to her, one of her lab techs had been acting more eccentric then he usually is, but Olivia also did get the feeling that there was something else about him. "Yeah, we have a lab tech that works with me, Gus hes always been eccentric. However hes just been acting weirder lately. He actually did scare off one of the younger workers here the other day, hes just been really unsettling and uncomfortable working with him as well." Olivia answered, as she started to think that he was actually the murderer at this point. "Why, you think he is connected or something?" She asked.

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Carolina slowly sat up and did her best to try and avoid looking at Liam naked, seeing his ass hanging out in front of everyone in the entire train station was pretty hilarious. Her attention turned towards October as she tried to hold back the laughter as best as she could, a few fits of giggles here and there as she watched October moving over to snatch some items out of Liam's wallet. "What? You got some stuff from his wallet. Besides its a nice distraction to get out of the station." Carolina whispered back, her attention went back to the scene just as the brunette kicked Liam in the gut. She was hoping that the woman would go for the nuts, but that didn't happen but it was still comical to see at least.

Then Agent Keenan cuffed Liam, her attention quickly went towards October. "Shall we sneak out, or do you want me to actually surf through his mind, and find out more information?" Carolina asked, now being more serious as the agent asked the brunette if she was alright, still snickering ever so slightly. It was probably one of her finer pranks on someone, though he probably would end up getting some form of jail time for public indecency

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Eudora, as battle trained as she may be, was never really built to be thrown around like a rag doll. She much prefered hexing from a distance and starving a population by killing off their livestock and crop, she wasn't really the front line type. However, as she slowly rose up amidst a series of pops and cracks from her joints and bones, it was rather refreshing to be right in the action from time to time. Even if it was rather painful. In fact very painful. Eudora had to force herself to hobble to Fairfax's side, who looked even worse than she did. "Oh Fairfax, dear" she groaned as another bolt of pain shot through her leg, "This'll only hurt a moment." She assured him as she took his hand and nicked the fingertip with a prod of her knife, drawing blood. She forcibly turned his head away to prevent him from fainting just in case as she started the incantation. ""Kah-nee-lah puh-goh." Eudora muttered and she felt a wave ripple through her very being. She opened her eyes and everywhere she looked was stillness as if the Universe has pressed the pause button. On everyone but her.

Her mind flashed back to the record office, with the army of frozen guards. Was there another witch? Whatever, there was time to muse more on this later. Eudora tapped the frozen Farifax who immediately sprung back to life. Eudora, startled yet thankful, moved her attention elsewhere. Eudora swivelled her magic hands towards Faust, fingers splayed as another spell flew off her lips. However, the fall, the demon's powerful aura, combined with how drained she was after accidentally stopping time, the most she mustered was a meek cry that harmlessly bounced off the demon. Exhausted after the multiple rapid fire casting, Eudora lunged (more like hurridly shambled) towards a team mate, knocking them out of their frozen state to attack Faust as if this was some hellish game of tag.

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A whole lot of pain was the first thing that Liam registered when his thoughts were his own again, along with the slapping of handcuffs against his wrist. Not an unfamiliar feeling, at least since he'd become something of a hunter-in-training, from what he'd experienced with Aloise, there ended up being quite a few times where one or both of them ended up in handcuffs. When his sense came back to him and he realized he was naked, he quickly slipped his way into the trousers Hanson crossed him, starting to put everything together as he looked around. It wasn't hard for him to work out who was responsible, he already knew the two girls were clearly something supernatural.

Quickly he started wracking his brain, how could he convince the agents to let him go. Then he actually looked over at them. He recognized them, both of them. Keenan he'd seen at the hotel, but Hanson he'd seen somewhere else. It took him a moment before he realized, Altsoba. He swore under his breath as Keenan went to talk to the Brunette, that was probably a dead end, he just groaned as he looked over to Hanson, leaning as close as he could in the cuffs, he cleared his throat. "Listen buddy, this is gonna sound weird as fuck, but I don't have a lot to lose by tellin' you this, and I know you've heard and seen weirder shit, so..." He sighed, this was gonna suck, but he continued speaking, deliberately trying to keep it as hush as possible so Keenan and the Brunette wouldn't hear.

"So from time to time I get these visions, generally from the big man upstairs... Don't tell your buddy over there that,
if you don't mind. Anyway, I got one about posh spice over there?" He nodded toward the brunette before looking back to Hanson. "Yeah, chances are your fugitive? It's her, somethin' about a murder, all that. I don't know if I can like, testify or something here, but i'll do it, anyway, off topic. The point is, I got here and there's some two chumps here who are almost definitely supernatural, and from what just happened, can apparently mind control people. Fun fact - not generally in the habit of streaking." He sighed as he said all this, running his free hand through his hair and realizing he sounded probably insane, but hey, at this point, he didn't have a lot to lose.

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Thalia had no idea who the knew people were. She hadn't seen them at the circus, so she didn't think that they were from the area. The old woman had pointed at Boris earlier, and now the man was dead. This bothered her slightly, since now she might be out of the job. Maybe she could find something else to do at the circus, or another magician might join them. She then realized what she was thinking, and shook the thoughts out of her mind. She looked back at her injury on her hip, and cringed, but still kept her hand on it.

Faust confused her yet again, as she kept backing away from the man and what was happening in front of her. She kept wondering, what the hell was a time dragon? Thalia watched him throw the older woman, and was worried that she might be hurt more severely than it seemed, but she wasn't exactly in any position to help out. Her mind was getting a little fuzzy from the blood loss, but she was still trying to keep focus on what was going on.

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Lilith didn't quite know what was happening, but she knew that Folly was here, others were fighting Faust, and Boris was dead. That was all she needed. She stood her ground despite the injury. Faust was holding his own against the old woman who took Boris down. With a simple flck of his wrist, Faust had the woman thrown around. She stood up though, surprisingly. She had to give it to her, she didn't appear to be some random old lady. The fact she took Boris down from far away with words made her a witch and that was a powerful ally to have in this situation.

She didn't know what the woman had done, but she felt different, as if time had slowed down. Either way, Faust was still coming and he had his eyes on Thalia still. And Folly. And she would be damned if he got both. She took out another knife and aimed carefully. "You liked my show so much Faust, how about an encore?" She flung the knife, hitting her target in the right shoulder. She didn't let her guard down though, surely Faust would be pissed, but she had allies with her, albeit allies she didn't know.

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Well, good evening lovelies our original GM has taken sometime off and has given me full reign to control everything around here. *cackles evily* But anyway lets continue our lovely little show that we have going on here now shall we? Lilith is successful with her knife throw, and manages to hit Faust's right shoulder which causes him to groan in pain, and Folly manages to land a successful punch to our ugly demon's nerdy face! "You fucking stupid bitch whores!"Faust yells at both Lilith and Folly.

Thalia, the poor girl is able to focus a little bit more but still appears that wound is causing her a lot of pain. Our lovely old and wrinkly witch is successful with her spell, the closest person that she sees would be our youngest member of the group. Poor little girl looks like she had hit the floor, the old lady would be able to approach her with no problem. Fairfax after Eudora's spell casting seems to be doing better now and seems to have a little bit of color coming back.

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Meanwhile at the Salem train station, Detective Hanson and Agent Carbry have taken our resident streakier of the Lord into a private part of the train station for questioning. They did seem pretty skeptical over Liam as he spoke about the woman, and about their murderer who had killed Seraphina awhile back. "Do ya happin' to got any proof of that woman there, pictures or anythin' like that?" Agent Carbry asks, Hanson is there still trying to hold back his laughter at Liam's little spectacle in front of the entire station guests and staff. "Or do you happen to know who wins the next superbowl?" Hanson asked jokingly.

Carolina uses her ability again, and searches for a way out phasing through some walls, going through an exit that isn't guarded which she is successful in finding. She comes back to and motions for her friend to follow her out of the train station.