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Eudora stepped back from her now animated teammates, panting after having to run around tapping all of them. But once she was done, she gravitated back towards Fairfax. She gingerly checked up on him, pressing the back of her hand to his head, feeling his cheeks, all that. She let out a sigh of relief, grateful that her spell had worked. She wasn't one to skip out on spell ingredients so this was a huge risk in her eyes. Eudora's head snaps back to the injured Thalia upon hearing her groans, her kindly motherly senses tingling at the first sense of pain. But the soft squelch of flesh ripped away from her attention from Thalia. A knife had embedded itself into Faust, Eudora saw her chance to attack but was torn between helping Thalia and killing the demon. She glanced one final time at the now more lively and healthy Fairfax, grabbing his shoulder and nudging him out of the chair. "Go help her up," Eudora ordered, pointing at Thalia before promptly turning to the demon, "I'll take care of the demon."

This was probably the first time in years Eudora barked a direct order. The rising heat of excitement welled within her as she now swung her arms in a confident manner, flames forming at the tips of her fingers, heated by her own determination. The flames growing, swelling, as she launched the blast directly towards the demon. Though her confident attitude made her cocky, overestimating her skills after managing to instantly kill Boris. The burst of flame simply fizzled out into smoke in front of the demon, not even singing his eyebrows.

Eudora timidly stepped back, unsure of what to do.

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Sighing as he was pulled aside, Liam offered little more than a shrug as the Agent spoke up towards him. "Check her bag and her phone, there'll be something there, if there's not, just gimme a phone to call my lawyer." He paused for a moment, before continuing. "It's not like you have anything to lose by searching her anyway, you guys locked down the station, what else are you gonna do? Wait for the perp to give themselves up for convenience's sake?" Liam sighed, shaking his head as he shifted his wrist somewhat in the uncomfortably handcuffs, turning his gaze over toward Hanson as he made a show of thinking for a moment, before giving the man as straight a face as he could muster. "Cowboys, about time, too."

He hoped that they would take him at his word, admittedly, Liam had no idea if the woman actually had anything on her, but he figured it was his best chance of getting out of this without calling his 'lawyer'. He didn't have on really, not one that he regularly used anyway, Aloise would be his first port-of-call if it was required, though it occurred to him Carbry would probably recognize her, if not Hanson. Regardless, he figured she would be better than anyone else he could call if it came down to it. Liam would be the first to admit after all that generally, Aloise had a much better plan on how to approach things than he ever did.

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Her head was pounding, her mind was racing, and her body was aching. There was nothing she could do at the moment, but her headache got worse as soon as Eudora froze time. She noticed it, and it was a horrible feeling, and it was not helping her in anyway. She was very sensitive to it, just like when she passed by the wardrobe in one of the other tents earlier, but this feeling was just the worst. Thalia started seeing a fuzzy image take form near her, and it eventually came into focus. It was a man in what can only be described to her as red tights. He also had two swords sheathed on his back. Her mind was foggy, and she started to wonder who the heck she was seeing, having never seen him before.

"Hey, how's it going. Oh don't mind me, I'm just a figment of your imagination. Your brain doesn't like anyone messing with time so horribly, so I appeared to tell you what the fuck is going on here because you don't know," he said, and he sat down on the ground next to her. "If you look hard enough you might even notice that time hasn't even completely stopped". She managed to think hard, and realized that whoever this guy was, he seemed to be right. It was just moving really slowly, and that was weird. She still was confused who the heck this guy was.

"Ok, if your a figment of my imagination, then how come I don't have a clue as to who you are?" she asked, turning to face this crazy guy. "Oh, don't worry. You might not know me, but everyone else probably will *wink wink*. That is, if they could see me. Oh, looks like you might be getting some company over here. Besides me anyway." he said, pointing to where Eudora was directing Fairfax towards her.

_{Before anyone asks, yes I got permission from the GM for this, and only Thalia can see him}

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Emmie started to backup somewhat as she watched Eudora casting her spell and saw that it had missed, she turned around and decided to make her way back towards Andromeda. She wasn't sure if using her knife on Faust would actually be able to hurt him or not, when Lilith threw her knife at him and Folly landing a punch on the demon. It just seemed to piss the demon off some more, she also wanted to check up on Fairfax and see how he was actually doing as well.

She made it over towards him with no real major problems, though her ankle hurt slightly when she had nearly twisted it when she tripped trying to grab the old thing. Emmie caught up with Andromeda and looked over at her for a moment, then over towards Faust and the fight that was going on around them. She looked over towards her friend taking a few deep breathes unsure what she could actually do to help out anyone. "Hows Fairfax doing?" Emmie asked looking down at the man.

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The team was assembled, though she knew hardly any of them. However, they were all working together to take the demon down. Now he was centered on her and Folly, which was good because it gave the others a chance to help Thalia. She still had her wound and it was hurting all the more now that she was moving. But if she could keep the demon's attention, it was better for everyone else.

She was hoping the old woman would be able to conjure some type of spell to get them out of this, but the smoke fizzle seemed to be nothing. She knew the demon would either try to attack the witch or go after Thalia, so she had to get its attention, "What's the matter, Faust? Can't handle a little girl or some fortune teller? Should have dug one of those knives into your head while I had the chance." It was simple and really stupid, but if it could aid the others to get them to handle Faust, it was all the better.

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Time. It's a funny thing, isn't it? It can go quickly and it can go slowly, it can come to a standstill, it can be different between two locations. All of these ideas are normal to us. We say little sayings about time each day, but never for a moment does anyone truly believe them. Time doesn't actually speed up and nor does it slow down--it's just our perception! We invented time, after all...didn't we? It's not really real, now is it?

But while those thoughts may have been true for you the day before, they don't seem true anymore. Eudora's spell was designed to send a user back in time to the location of an ancestor--and without all of the ingredients, it did something very different. It stopped time. Well, nearly stopped...time technically cannot stop entirely. It can only become so slow that it is impossible to distinguish it from being anything but stopped.

And while those at the circus are in Frozen Time, since it is still 6:31 P.M. for them, others in the world are going about their business. The events of Frozen Time, to them, never happened. Only a few in the world have any notion that time stalled. So to you, my friends at the circus, the entire world has stopped. But to everyone else, the world kept moving on.

So at this moment of posting, Aloise and Liam and all? They're in the future relative to those posting for the circus.

Doesn't that just mess with your head?

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Andromeda helped Fairfax to his feet after Eudora checked on the man, nodding at Emmie as the girl came over. He was doing remarkably better ever since time itself had stopped, a small detail that would've easily escaped anyone's notice in the heat of the fight. But with Thalia's condition, they now had another problem present itself. One of their group felt best when time stopped and the other seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

"I've got her," Fairfax said, hurrying over to Thalia. He didn't know the girl, but she looked like one of the circus members, and he knew Amiyra had a deep love for the circus. Fortunately, Thalia's pain would subside as she became more and more aware of the disturbances with time. It was like shutting off an alarm--it was noted and dealt with.

"We need to trap the demon," Andromeda mentioned to Emmie. She glanced around the circus tent and didn't see any paint or rolls of tape anywhere. They'd have to go straight to an exorcism--but that wouldn't bring any justice to her father. However, Andromeda reached into her pockets and pulled out the two holy water vials she kept with her.

"It's holy water. If we can hit the demon with this, maybe Eudora will have a spell or something to paralyze him," Andromeda suggested.

Meanwhile, Lilith's goading of the demon seemed to have paid off. Faust's eyes turned permanently black as he lifted himself to his feet once more, his host's limbs moving at odd angles, as if he had temporarily forgotten how humans moved. Holding out his hand, Folly flew towards the demon quickly, with Faust holding her by the neck.

"You talk too much," Faust scorned Lilith, his grip cutting off Folly's air supply. The girl gasped and struggled, kicking at the man and trying to free herself, but Faust was inhumanly strong. She couldn't break free. He choked the life out of her and dropped her to the floor, almost identically to what her father had done ages ago, the night Boris had attempted to murder Folly.

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For some reason, Aloise felt compelled for a moment to be completely honest with Dr. Johnson. She could have explained that she had suspicions that someone in Coventry was being possessed by a demon, perhaps even within the police department. It would've been a good strategic move for a demon, that way they could monitor O.M.E.N.'s activities quietly based on how heavily their presence was involved.

But Aloise didn't feel like being thrown into an asylum that day. Two years ago, she had spent her birthday like that while working a case and it hadn't been fun at all. Monsters were practically impossible to kill when they were disguised as a psychiatrist. "Yes, I'm afraid so...The biohazard, when it enters a living host, causes people to act in strange and irrational ways," Aloise lied smoothly. She didn't know much about medicine and diseases, but everyone was terrified of biohazards. She met a hunter before who swore by using them as a cover story.

"I need to speak to him now, so that way I can assess and then quarantine if needed. The...the disease is fatal if not treated within a week of infection," Aloise then added, trying to get Olivia to hurry to rescue a friend and not be suspicious of Aloise's own motives. With Liam vanishing through a cabinet and ending up chasing down a murderer, she really just wanted a nice and easy end to the case that day.

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Hanson chuckled slightly, flipping out his phone and actually writing down in a note Cowboys for the next Super-Bowl win. Come February, if Hanson was still alive, he would be sorely disappointed in the Prophet's abilities. But Keenan, of course, was just giving Liam the look. It was one common among cops, when a suspect-soon-to-be-sex-offender was attempting to rat someone else out to save their own necks.

"Right..." Keenan said, sighing a bit. He was an O.M.E.N. agent, so he knew that some people did get visions, but Aloise had done such a good job making sure O.M.E.N. didn't get wind of Liam that they hadn't heard about Prophets before. She had done it for his safety and protection, the same she had done for Seraphina. Hanson though, he knew about stuff like this. He was still just too tickled by Liam stripping naked to flirt to think for a minute.

"Yo, boss, we got a runner," Hanson mentioned, elbowing Keenan and nodding towards where Carolina and October had been.

But it wasn't the two girls he was looking at. October and Carolina had already slipped out the back exit and were heading towards Liam's motorcycle. October had fished the keys from the assorted pile on the way out, given that Liam had only had his trousers returned to him. The blonde was grinning widely at the bike. She had no clue at all how to drive it, but she was dying to find out.

"Shit. Brunette's gone," Keenan cursed, before glancing at Liam. "Fine. You're off the hook--for now."

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Emmie looked towards Andromeda as she fished out two holy water vials, thinking for a moment how to actually do it looking down at her pocket knife. Maybe if she poured one of the vials onto the knife, and distract him long enough to at least get a cut or stab into Faust biting her lower lip. "Hes distracted with the others, we just need a chance to strike." Emmie said as she gently took one of the vials of holy water, she flipped the blade up and started to pour the water onto the blade. Emmie noticed some of it started to drip off of her knife hoping that it would be enough to paralyze him.

Emmie couldn't help but be scared as she started to walk slowly as Folly did her best to fight off against Faust, she walked as quickly and quietly as she could. Then she watched as Folly was grabbed and was starting to be choked out by Faust, then a few seconds later Folly was dropped down onto the ground. Emmie couldn't tell if Folly was alive or dead now seeing her laying there on the ground Emmie went for a better grip on the knife.

He didn't seem to be paying much attention to her as his attention was more on Lilith now as Emmie then suddenly sprung from behind and quickly went in to cut Faust. When she did it looked very painful as Emmie tried her best to try and remain calm as she backed up slightly hoping it was enough for Andromeda to do something.

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Olivia knew a lot about biohazards and diseases due to her profession there could be a number of them that could cause mental instability and eventually death. Her assistant had been acting weird lately that she knew and then turned her attention towards Aloise, she was convinced that she was telling the truth. "I have his address, I know him well enough if you let me go with you I could try and maybe calm him down." Olivia suggested, she knew him well enough she even hung out with him after her off hours and days off whenever they did have time to hang out with her other assistances.

Olivia then started to shrug off her lapcoat tossing it onto a nearby chair, it was about her time to call it a day anyway she did finish most of the paper work she had for the day. "We can take my car." Olivia suggested as she started to grab her bag of dinner she brought in with her, she was still pretty hungry after all. As she grabbed her keys off from her office desk, then went to her coat rack putting on her winter jacket looking over towards Aloise and motioned for her to follow. Olivia made her way towards her car and unlocked it and climbed into the driver's side door and started up the engine.

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Carolina was smiling broadly at her little joke still it seemed that they were pretty much distracted with Liam to do anything as they approached Liam's motorcycle. Looking over towards her partner in crime and then looking at the bike, she knew how to drive and had her driver's license. But she never road a motorcycle before as she watched October taking out the keys, then smiled slightly the only thing she could think of that was bad about riding a motorcycle was that you were pretty much exposed. And if you crashed that would either lead to death or really severe injury.

"Shall we take a little joyride?" Carolina asked teasingly as she looked down at her phone as she had gotten a text from her sister to find out what they were doing. Carolina quickly sent a text to her to let her know that their train was being delayed and that they were heading to Coventry. She stuffed her phone into her bag and adjusted her backpack slightly as she quickly took the keys from her friend, and found the ignition and started up the motorcycle as she mounted up. "I always wanted to drive a motorcycle." Carolina said with a bright smile.

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Eudora was still paralysed with worry after her failed spell as if her accidental time stopping had suddenly taken hold of her again. However, as she saw Folly's body rocket towards Faust's grip like a limp rag doll, it was hard to remain still. She leapt into action so quickly she almost gave herself whiplash, already channelling the arcane energies around her into a spell. And perhaps inspired by her previous time stopping act, she couldn't help but twist her spell to fit a time motif. But with the grand movements and hurried thoughts that comes from trying to save a little girl from being choked to death, some preciseness had to be sacrificed to cast the spell. And with a final wave of her hand, Eudora sent the magical energies flying in a broad cone, but she was a little too late. The demon had already dropped the now unnaturally still girl, Eudora felt something within her snap as she yelled out "Folly!", somehow concentrating all the grief and rage she felt into a single world.

The net of invisible energies ensnared both the demon and the corpse in its powerful hold, stilling the now incapacitated Faust. "Murder him!" Eudora screamed to Andromeda, pointing a twisted and magically spent finger at the statue-like demon.

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Sighing, Liam remained antsy as he watched Keenan, hoping that the agent would actually believe him. Luckily, the brunette chose to make herself suspicious enough that he was let off the hook. Moving to the pile of his clothes, Liam quickly moved to dress himself and recollect all his things, reaching down to his pocket when he felt what was missing. Glancing around, he quickly noticed that the two girls he'd been watching before, the ones who'd made him strip naked in the first place, were gone. "Motherfucker..." For a moment, he figured he probably should have stayed to try and help Keenan and Hanson catch the brunette, after all, he'd been given the vision about her, not the girls, but then again, it was his bike.

Sprinting back out toward the entrance of the train station, Liam panted as he tried to get out as quickly as possible, the man hadn't run so fast in a long time, and as he got outside he could see the two girls in the parking lot, both of them on his bike. He sprinted straight for them, it occurred to him at that point that running out immediately after being let off the hook was also probably suspicious, and not a good idea. But again, it was his bike. "Hey! That's my fucking bike!" He screamed, as if it was going to stop either of the girls from taking off with it as he ran toward them.

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She looked over at Fairfax as her pain subsided. "I'm ok, the pain is going away now," she said as she looked over, and noticed that the guy in the red suit, unfortunately was still standing there. Whoever this guy was, he was seriously getting on her nerves. This hallucination of hers was annoying, and now he was ranting about what had happened to Folly. "Ooh, she looks dead. Oh she looks very dead. This guy is seriously bad news".

"Shut up shut up!" she said as she looked at her hallucination who was now looking over at her. "What? Not my fault that you are seeing me and possibly going crazy. Blame the old lady over there, it's her fault not mine. Also, you might want to be careful what you say, you are the only one who can see me after all". Thalia was getting more annoyed, but the guy did have a point. Since she was surrounded by people, she needed to be more careful about what she said.

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She got what she wanted, but the results were less than desired. She watched helplessly as Faust choked folly as she struggled. Had she the strength, she would have charged the damned demon head on, but her injury was still messing with her. She couldn't do much else. She saw Folly drop to the floor. She echoed the old with when she screamed out, "Folly!"

The demon was going to die. No two ways about it. She couldn't do much right now, but she looked over at the old woman seemed to have some sort of plan in motion when she ensnared the demon in some invisible hold. The old woman screamed for someone to kill him and she couldn't help but agree. Faust deserved nothing less than a painful demise. She looked around for some way to help, "I can help, tell me what to do!" With Thalia being taken care of, her attention was now undivided.

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Please don't say I didn't warn you.

I really did try my best. But of course, messing with time is such a novel thing that you just had to do it, didn't you? You couldn't help yourself but continue on making each and every little tear in time. Did you ever wonder how the wardrobe worked, how it was able to transport you from one location to another? Well, my dears, here is a bit of a hint. The wardrobe itself is a rip in time, caused by a fundamental imbalance in the universe.

What else did you expect? When something that always must be no longer is--what did you think will happen? And then there's the matter of that pesky little demon...Did you really expect that he was working alone? And what about the fallen angel, Seraphina? Doesn't it seem a little odd that she would be killed and no one else? Doesn't it strike you as strange?

But for those of you playing along, I suppose I could be kind and list off your offenses:
1. The death of the kumakatok (really, Liam? You let that happen? Azrael won't be pleased you allowed her daughter to die so easily)
2. Each use of the wardrobe (come on now, didn't you know no magic comes without a price?)
3. Bringing Fairfax in close proximity with his descendent (must I even explain this?)
4. Freezing time (really?!)
5. Deaths in frozen time (did they really happen? Who knows?!)

And let's not forget the Mullo, though I suppose you haven't realized that yet...That's a shame.

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Time is such a delicate thing, but resilient as well. To a certain extent, it can handle little rips and tears. It will always find a way to sort things out properly, to restore things to their natural order. Such was the case with dear Fairfax--he was not supposed to be alive in 2016 and so, time attempted to kill the man in order to restore itself.

Why, if time had been able to, it would have restored the wardrobe as well. Unfortunately, the wardrobe was but a symptom of a larger problem, a problem that a pesky demon prevented from being corrected...Though, that isn't to say that Liam was much help with that either. For a Prophet of the Lord, he didn't do much to help that poor girl.


An odd prickling sensation sweeps over you at first slowly and then all at once. It is like being dipped in acid as you feel a sickeningly quick rotation. Air threatens to escape your lungs and never return as you gasp, realizing a moment later that gravity seemingly has lost its pull. You rapidly shoot towards the ceiling of the circus tent, your body crashing into the colorful patched up fabric.

And then there is...

Darkness...No, no, that's not quite right...It isn't darkness--it's every color ever imaginable, all rolled into one. Screams of scarlet and rivers of blue, stripes of purple and splashes of neon green! It's all there, mixing into one with quick flashes and intense flares, enough to drive anyone into an epileptic fit. Your mind can hardly comprehend it, little bits of blood coming out of your nose, your eyes, your ears, it doesn't matter.

Is it a void? No...That isn't quite right either, it's...A tunnel! Yes, it's like a tunnel. It twists and it turns, it changes direction and defies every law of physics will simultaneously obeying them to the letter. It is and it isn't. It is a paradox that makes perfect sense and a paradox that drives men insane.

It is the astral plane, crashing into our reality and sweeping you away with it. Every second--or at least, you assume it is a second, it could easily be far longer or far shorter--brings a new world to your eyes. A new time, a new place, a new fate. You fall through layers upon layers of reality, just brief enough to comprehend them, yet not long enough to begin to understand them...

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It doesn't matter who you are. If you are at the circus, you are free falling through time and space. Folly's eyes open as she gasps for air, revealing yet another crack in reality. Eudora's spell broke time and space, an incomplete spell with incomplete ingredients and foolish motivation. It has brought one of your number back from the dead, yet as you fall so does Faust. Do you think he will not stop trying to kill you as you head through place to place?


May 13th, 2022: This perhaps isn't the best of times to fall through a hole in space-time. Lying motionless in a hospital bed is a brunette, her face mostly hidden by what appears to be some sort of helmet. A shiny logo on the helmet's right side identifies it as a piece of nerve gear and to her left, there is game cartridge box, advertising Sword Art Online, the world's first virtual reality full dive experience! An upset man, perhaps a brother or a boyfriend or a friend, holds her hand while a red head rubs his back soothingly. This is a place of tragedy and the silver haired man seems to stare at you for a moment, as if he knew you were there, before you slip through the fabric of reality and continue to fall once more...


December 13th, 2015: A blonde sits outside as snow falls on her softly. She doesn't notice you at all, too engrossed in a letter she had received. It was sent to her by a convict, held in a federal prison, proclaiming to be her real father. A tear slides down her cheek as she sets the letter down, shaking her head. She doesn't want to believe it, but her shock soon increases as she too begins to fall with you, adrift in time...Cecily Ashworth has fallen through time with you and will land with you in Coventry.


November 23rd, 12,507: This time, you land in what appears to be the chambers of a Queen. A dark haired woman delicately administers some sort of potion, muttering some ancient words under her breath. Yet no color returns to the Queen's face. "It is some sort of poisyn," the dark haired woman admits, staring at the princess with pity. "Your mother...she does not have much time left, Princess Valda. No Magyk can stop this darkenesse from consuming her. I can do some physik to ensure she does not suffer but...That is all I can do. I am deeply sorry."


March 3rd, 1718: A well dressed man trembles by yet another bedside. A gorgeous woman lies there, as still as death. Every so often there is a bit of movement as she coughs up blood, only bringing more pain to this man's expression. By the bag sitting next to him on the nightstand, it is clear that he is a doctor. In shiny letters, you can just make out the name Alucard. A shudder goes through the man's body as the woman's chest no longer rises and falls, as he collapses to his knees, begging, screaming, pleading for anything to bring his wife back to him. He closes her eyes gently just before you begin to fall through time and space once more...


January 8th, 2019: On this occasion, you don't so much fall down as you fall sideways. So many strange sights come directly into view. Plants growing spontaneously towards a window, a fearsome spider at least as big as a dog. Of course, the silver haired man is there once more. While no one else can notice you, he looks directly at you and tilts his head, before glancing around to see if anyone else noticed. The others seem to be too busy fighting or bleeding, but the silver man winks at you. "You didn't see that coming?" he teases, laughing a bit, before returning to whatever task had been set for him.


June 20th, 2016: This time, this time we're back in Altsoba. Inside a simple little house is a scene of carnage. It swims into view, the bloody death of a young boy's family. The demons lurking within, intent on congratulating him for a job well done--for beginning the end of the world. Only a righteous man could start the apocalypse, once he raised his fist and struck. But before the young man can open the door and seal his fate, he too is whisked off with you all on this insane journey. Daniyal Lohi has fallen through time with you and will land with you in Coventry.


April 16th, 2016: In the midst of a park, a few hours before dawn, a young woman chops off a man's head with a machete. The head falls to the ground and she beams. It wasn't a man at all--it was a vampire. The last one in a vampire nest that had been preying on the innocent. Yet before she can dispose of the body, the woman's eyes widen with surprise. Gravity loses its grip on her as well, as she too begins to travel through space and time, another unwilling traveler. Katsumi Mitsukuri has fallen through time with you and will land with you in Coventry.


September 1st, 2013: Two hunters, a man and a woman, stand in an abandoned shack in the midst of a forest. Tied to the chair is a teenage girl, her head fallen backwards. Her chair rests in the center of a sigil, one meant to contain demons. And despite the odds against it, she continues to breathe evenly, normally. The exorcism was successful and more importantly, the girl was saved. The woman grins at her partner, before he pulls her into a kiss. The kiss is fleeting, however, as the man's eyes widen with shock and terror. He is starting to slip away...Darren Andrews has fallen through time with you and will land with you in Coventry.


July 4th, 2008: No one seems to be around in this time and place. Perhaps you are thankful for that--that is, until your eyes focus and you see the grizzly crime scene in front of you. A man lays brutally mauled in front of what appears to be a town hall, words written on the wall in his own blood. It is nothing short of a threat, sending a bit of a chill down your spine. Perhaps it reminds you of the serial killer, Faust, and his antics here in Coventry? After all, he left threatening notes in blood. But of course, he's a demon...Demons can't be responsible for all human tragedy...Right? That would be too unlikely. Demons are terrible leaders. They are, however, excellent followers.


August 23rd, 1711: For most of you (hopefully) this place is unfamiliar and takes you a moment to identify. The sounds of moaning coming through the walls, the skimpily clad girls, the single men with disgusting figures...some combination of all of that should set off alarm bells. And by the lack of electricity, you might even be able to discern the date of the brothel you have found yourself in. One of the girls stands staring out the window for a moment, before being pulled aside by the Madame. Only the Madame's fingers seem to slip through air, as the girl begins to fall as well...Millicent Clarke has fallen through time with you and will land with you in Coventry.


May 30th, 1977: Pink Floyd's "Coming Back to Life" plays in the background for a brief moment as you appear in what looks to be a café. However, you don't stop falling for a moment. No, you keep on falling until you are falling through the Earth itself, falling through dimension after dimension until you finally pause for a moment. Despite not all of you having been here before, you will all instantly recognize it as Hell. An angel stands outside of a cage, sighing slightly. "Hel appears to be fighting her bonds," the angel reports, using what some call Angel Radio. She then turns and stares at you with a frown, before she too is whisked off. Seraphina, Angel of the Lord, has fallen through time with you and will land with you in Coventry.


May 17th, 2016: By this point, you are all incredibly nauseating. Falling through dimensions constantly isn't that easy on the mind or the body. But perhaps no one is more sick than Thalia. Her hallucination is likely one that will be with her for the rest of her life now. But no matter, this time you find yourself outside what appears to be...a small castle. No, not a castle...Ah, yes, it's a school. A girl levitates a ball of flame in front of her, grinning at her friend nearby. The scene melts away and you find yourself hurtling to the ground, landing harshly on the stage at the circus. Everyone is accounted for and everyone is alive. There is no telling if time is frozen or if it is moving. Just be thankful that you still draw breath, I suppose.

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Aloise bit her lip slightly at the prospect of getting the Medical Examiner further involved. It would just put the woman in danger, encountering a demon like this. And besides, why would a demon even be at home? If anything, Aloise figured that he would be at the circus, ready to terrorize everyone currently there. Checking her watch, it was a quarter to seven. But she didn't have a good reason to give the M.E. as to why the man would be there.

"Does he live nearby?" Aloise asked, climbing into the car with Olivia a bit reluctantly.

Maybe checking out the house could prove to be helpful. It was plausible that perhaps the demon would have turned it into something of a lair, at least leaving behind evidence of its activities. And then, she could probably come up with some "evidence" there that would suggest "Gus" had gone to the circus. It would all work out...Aloise took a bit of a deep breath and grimaced. "Thank you for your help," Aloise added. She didn't want to seem ungrateful.

Fortunately, Gus' home was only a few blocks away from the circus grounds. It was about the only stroke of luck she had had all day, as far as Aloise was concerned. Of course, she was entirely unaware of the fact that she was sitting next to a werewolf in the car. That might have raised some concerns with the young hunter. She didn't even know that her dead ex-boyfriend was in Coventry at that moment, quite alive.

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October climbed onto the back of the bike, wrapping her arms around Carolina in order not to fall off. Her blue dress wasn't appropriate for riding in the slightest, but her gothic boots were more than sturdy enough. The things looked like they were made out of lead, but October adored them. She never went anywhere without wearing those shoes. In fact, she continued to take them to a cobbler for repairs, in order to avoid having to switch up her style.

She giggled a bit as Liam ran up to them, shouting for them to get off of his bike. "Hurry up, Carol!" October said, throwing a glance back towards the Prophet of the Lord. However, the smile slipped from her face as she saw what was going on. "Look out!" October called out, but it was too late.

The brunette that had vanished from the station was directly behind Liam, a gun pressed to the back of his head. There was no dramatic monologue about past wrongs. There was no offer of pity. The woman was silent as she pulled the trigger, the Prophet of the Lord dropping to the ground. Pulling the phone from her pocket, she made yet another call. "Prophet is down. I repeat: Prophet has been crossed off," the woman said, before heading into a run and melting away into the shadows.

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Emmie stared directly at Faust as she backed up, Lilith screaming for Folly, Thalia apparently having conversation with herself, then Eudora getting pissed off seeing Folly's body laying down on the ground lifelessly still body. Then things started to get even weirder as Emmie felt her feet slowly starting to leave the ground. Looking down as everyone started to experience the same exact thing, then her back hit up against the top of the circus tent. Then her skin started to get a weird sensation like every hair on end started to stick straight up.

Then suddenly everything went rather quickly as Emmie fell straight down through the ground, seeing all kinds of colors until she saw a hospital room. And maybe a family, one laying on a hospital bed with some sort of VR set upon her head she stared directly at the man as he stared back at her. Before that vision ended, then the next vision came as she stared at a girl sitting on her snow covered porch staring at a letter. But suddenly she was taken in with everyone else, as the next time jump happened what looked like to be some sort of castle in some medieval times, a woman laid in bed. They were talking about the death of the queen that would soon happen, she didn't know who any of these people were so far as she felt the same sensation again.

Then they were in 1718, Emmie looked around the room, seeing the name Alucard on it as she looked at the woman who was on her death bed as well, then coughing up some blood, before ending up dying on the bed as well. She felt bad for the man as he started to scream, beg and plead for the dead woman. Then she was pulled yet again, to what looked more like a modern time outside of a power plant a man with super speed actually spoke to her before speeding off to whatever it was he was doing.

Then she was in Altsoba Emmie stared at the demon and then the dead family that was in the room, just as the demon was about to kill the boy, he was pulled in with them as well. Emmie didn't recognize the boy at all as she stared at him, getting dizzy with everything that was going on around them. Then yet again another woman was pulled through the portal with them just as she had beheaded what looked like a vampire. Then another time jump they were inside some kind of shed seeing a woman tied to a chair around a sigil at the center of the room, Emmie then got a better look and saw that it was Aloise kissing some man she didn't know, then the same thing had happened. He was pulled through with the others as well.

Then there was what appeared to be a small town hall seeing the body of a brutally mauled man to death, then they were in an older time what looked to be some kind of brothel. Emmie stared at the woman that was looking out of the window, as the Madame was about to reach for the other woman. The girl was pulled in with them as well, then what appeared to be a diner but then they were pulled deeper, through dimensions. To what appeared to look like hell, in there was a cage but there was one person she instantly recognized seeing her sitting there guarding the cage. It was Seraphina the woman who had taken her in as her own, but she appeared to be completely different she spoke to someone about Hel fighting against her chains. Then she was pulled in with them as well, Emmie simply just focused on her as the next time jump happened Emmie didn't pay attention to the two girls in the room one with pyrokinetic powers entertaining her friend.

Then they were back Emmie hit the floor of the stage at the circus, completely dazed and confused wiping away some blood off of her nose, she looked very confused. Seeing the men and women who had came with them, all wearing either modern clothes, or something that was completely out of time and from the past.

Then suddenly Emmie had gone very still, as she was hit with some sort of vision it was the same prison that Seraphina had been guarding before she was pulled through the time rift with everyone else. It was in that cell that Hel was slowly breaking through her chains, then breaking through the cell that had been holding her. Emmie then gasped just as the vision had ended, looking extremely confused as she tried to process everything that had been going on. She wasn't even sure if the vision she had just seen was actually from the time rift or not.

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"Not far at all, he lives rather close to the circus fairgrounds nearby." Olivia said as soon as Aloise got into her car, she put on her seatbelt and started to pull out from the back parking lot of Coventry PD. She turned her car and started to drive just up the road, looking down at the digital clock on the dashboard of her car, it was close to seven now at this point. Looking towards Aloise and gave her a slight nod, maybe there was some sort of samples that she could take while in his house or if there was any sort of evidence that would be needed.

The drive was short, once they were there Olivia parked her car at the edge of the driveway, pulling the keys from the ignition she got out and closed the car door. "This is the place." Olivia announced, as she started to make her way over towards Gus' front door she went towards the doorknob and tried to twist it open. She turned to look around in the distance in case anyone was actually there, as Olivia then using her strength and opened the door. "After you." Olivia said, figuring that Aloise wanted to get inside first and start looking around for whatever it was that she needed from Gus' place.

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Carolina turned her head when she felt October wrapping her arms over her waist feeling the abnormal heat that she was accustomed to from October by now. Just as she started to get herself familiarized with the controls of the motorcycle. She turned her attention over towards Liam as she saw the victim of her little antic coming towards them seeing the angry look in the man's eyes. Carolina quickly started up the motorcycle's engines and was about to speed off when she saw the woman suddenly come up behind Liam, her eyes going wide when she watched her shoot Liam dead.

"You don't have to tell me twice Toby." Carolina said as she used the throttle on the motorcycle and started to speed off towards the road and where Coventry was. Breathing heavily Carolina could feel the cold air going around her as she didn't look back forced more on the road ahead of them. Carolina didn't know why the woman shot Liam dead, aside from making him suddenly strip naked and flirt with her. "Should we like I don't know inform my sister?" Carolina yelled out as she drove Liam's motorcycle.

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Seraphina sat in the small portion of Hell that was containing Hel, slowly sharpening the angel blade that she held in her hand just in case something did happen on her watch. Sera had lost count of time really for how long she had been there guarding her charge as she spoke through to the other angels. Then she turned to look up, as she saw a rift in time occur and before she could do anything about it she found herself suddenly pulled through the time rift as well.

Feeling completely dazed and confused, she saw a girl she didn't recognize staring at her most of the time as they were in a room with two girls, one showing off her fire abilities, then everything faded. Seraphina tried landing as graceful as she could but ended up just crashing down. Looking around with a rather confused look on her face as she noticed a number of people who had been pulled through at various points of time. This was not right at all, there was something that was going on around here, as she looked at everyone very closely.

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Grinning as he leaned down, Darren wrapped an arm around Aloise as he pulled her close, dragging her into the kiss. This job had taken them some time, and with its success, he wanted to celebrate. Unfortunately, it seemed fate had other plans. He felt a slight tugging at first, as if someone grabbed his shoulder to nudge it, but it quickly became a hell of a lot stronger as he was ripped away from Aloise. He wasn't able to do anything but reach his hand out and open his mouth to speak - but no words came before he was dragged through the rip in time, tumbling through time before he'd emerge in - of all places, a circus ground.

Darren was anything but graceful in his fall, seeing the floor come towards him, he tried to think of something to do to make the fall less painful, but in no time at all he'd hit the dirt, groaning loudly as he lay face-down on the ground, hearing the voices around him and the sounds of others hitting the floor, it seemed he wasn't the only one who'd shown up here, wherever it was. Rolling over onto his back, he groaned as he coughed a little, getting his breath back as he reached his head up, rubbing his head as he felt a splitting headache and a soft ringing in his ears.

He heard voices speaking as he move to slowly sit up, looking around at all the people who were around him. He didn't recognize any of them, they certainly hadn't been anyone in the shack he'd been in just moments before. He noticed that Aloise wasn't there too, and made a note to get in touch when he had a better idea of what was going on. Sighing, he slowly pushed himself to stand up, glancing around over all the others present as he sighed, rubbing at his head. "So is this a weekly creepy circus cult meeting I wandered into drunk, or..?" He questioned aloud, hoping someone would have an answer.

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"Magic always has consequences," Rang the familiar voice of her tutor from all those years ago, she only wished she had remembered it before she cast her final time screwy spell.

At first, when she felt herself get lighter, she thought her power must be building as she began to hum "Defying Gravity." However, when the speed started to grow and she was unable to stop it, then the panic set in. A feeling of hopelessness engulfed her as she was hurtled through the air like a beginner witch on her first broom flight. She let out an "oof" as her frame banged against the roof of the tent, which was much harder than she expected. She felt the invisible strings tug at her harder, ripping her through the fabric and into a void that lay beyond.

She felt the rush of air, the prickle on her skin, the chill in her spine and the rising bile in her mouth that she somehow kept down. At first, her vision was pure blackness, a void everywhere she saw but then she saw colours form. A swirling mass of grey that parted and spread into a spectacular array of flying colours that leapt and spun around her in their fantastic dance. The colours weaving themselves into scenes and timelines, sending her flying through each one. And as her eyes adjusted, she better saw the colours for the wonders they truly were. They grew brighter and more intense, blinding her but she didn't dare look away. She stared hard into the endless colourful abyss, her mind screaming and yelling as if the sheer amount of information hitting her in the face was unravelling her cells. And suddenly, her mind quieted. The same mind that buzzed and rang every second of the day somehow shut up, as if it had detached from her body while she spun through the infinite. She opened her mouth, an immense pressure building at her cheeks as she screamed. Not a scream of fear but ecstasy.

And as the colours knitted themselves into scenes, she excitedly hurdled herself towards each one, cackling like a mad hag as she was thrust in and out of different times. Appearing more wild and insane with every shift in time. Her throat was raw from all her shouting but she didn't stop, continuing her wailing as if it was the only way to help her comprehend what was going on. Soon she felt the presence of people around her, squeezing her despite not being physically close to her. She heard another person yelling with the same passion as her, a younger male voice that still shared her identical primal joy for what was happening. All the air was squeezed out of her but she continued to scream, her shrieks drowned out by the fierce winds of the swirling vortex she was thrown into. All the time shifting, the pressure, the speed, the spinning, she was ready to explode. She wanted to explode. Her particles mixing wildly with the amazing stream that intersected everything and anything. To be one with the universe no matter what it took. This was it, it was happening. She felt her bones and limbs stretch and weaken, her skin grew taut. She could almost hear the crack of her shoulders about to dislocate. This was it!

Thunk

Back they were on the circus floor. And Eudora still in one whole complete piece. She felt disappointed. No, no, she didn't feel anything. She just knew she was disappointed but didn't actually feel anything. Physically or emotionally. Perhaps her mind truly did detach during all that spinning. But then a wave of pins and needles stung her causing her to crack open her chapped lips and sore throat to let out a ghostly groan. She was still here and she didn't think she could hold down that bile for long.

She forced herself up, leaning over to the side on her elbow as a long line of acidic spittle dribbled off her dry lips before she quickly wiped it away with her shawl. Her groaning continued as she forced herself up, now she didn't want to explode to be one with the universe but just to save her from the splitting headache that would make the worst of hangovers seem pleasant.

But still, in her pain, Eudora's motherly side took over and forced her lips to weakly spew out the words, "Everyone, alright?" Even though she didn't really care at that point. She heard another groan amidst the groans of others. But this one stood out to her, it was familiar. Curious, she scuttled over with wobbly steps towards the source of the noise before abruptly stopping at the sprawled out body of a young boy. Though she knew this wasn't any ordinary boy.

"A witch!" she gasped.

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Daniyal's intense screams had caused him to pass out. The fantastic spray of colours now once again a deep black. While in the vortex he shrieked and gasped, back in the "present" all he could muster was a weak moan. And moan he did. His voice carrying throughout the circus, his voice akin to that of a frog's croak. Eudora bent over to watch him, her fascination distracting her from the unimaginable pain that just walking had caused her. Eudora nudged the boy's side with the pointed tip of her boot, and his eyes almost instantly fluttered open. Though with how glazed over his eyes were, they might as well have been covered in a thick mist. Eudora reached down and helped him up and while he accepted her hand and yanked himself up, he still didn't seem wholly lucid though his eyes were thankfully growing sharp and focused. "Where am I?" he muttered weakly, his hair being flung wildly like a cloud in a wind storm as he snapped his head from left to right trying to figure out where he was. His eyes suddenly perked and grew sharp, a snarl beginning to form on his face. "I feel him," he began, searching wildly around the room, starting to get up as he continued, "I sense a demon! Where is he?" Daniyal demanded, his blood hot and ready for battle. But Eudora placed a hand on his shoulder and Daniyal thankfully didn't snap back. Perhaps it was their auras, or how they spoke, or their wild cloud-like mess of hair, but they understood each other to be witches. Equals. Daniyal cooled his thoughts and sagged his shoulders, the pain suddenly striking him also, but not making as much as a fuss.

Meanwhile, there seemed to be a silent conversation going on between them, orchestrated by a series of eyebrow arches and nose twitches. Without a word, Daniyal understood. Eudora had no idea what was going on either. Daniyal, clutching the withered witch's hand, hoisted himself up on his weary legs. Together, they look at the mass, or more accurately mess, of limbs and groans that were dumped on the floor with them.

"Just what have I done..."

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Lilith didn't quite know what happened, but before she or anyone else could finish Faust off, they were pulled into something she could only describe as the best trip she'd ever been on. All around her, the surroundings seemed to distort and form again, but the colors were vivid and real. It was like she was watching different movies at the same time. All she knew was she wasn't at the circus anymore.

As she fell, she recognized a few areas, but they looked different. There were various people she saw as she fell, but it was only for a few minutes each time and she couldn't make them out. As she fell, she began to feel very ill. Eventually, she came back around to notice brand new areas. A school, a brothel (she assumed), a cafe, but each place felt different. It didn't click until then, but something the new group did was the cause of this. She was sure.

Eventually, it was the end and she fell to the ground. Her wound was acting up fiercely now, but that didn't matter. There were old faces and new ones and she demanded answers. "Ok, what the hell just happened?"

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Millicent stared out the window at the street below her. All was coming to a head. Having been officially added as a member of the Monarchs, she would expect her first mission any day now. Until then, she was told to resume what normal life she had. How could she? This was the most exciting thing to happen to her! The only struggle was Miss Constance. She cared a great deal for the woman and she knew she wouldn't approve of her actions, but she couldn't stop it now. She was in too deep. And think of what she could do?

She heard the door open and she knew Miss Constance stepped in. Before she could feel the grasp of the woman's hand, Millicent began to fall.

And fall.

And fall.

She first assumed she stumbled out the window or that a hole swallowed her up, but she looked around her in a panic to see others with her falling. The intense images almost blinded her. She wanted to look away, but couldn't. It was both beautiful and terrifying. She didn't recognize any of the places she passed, but she didn't want to. She wanted to go back and continue forward.

Eventually, she came crashing to the ground in what could only be described as a large stable. She stood up quickly, adjusting her dress before she stepped away from the others. She didn't know any of them so she didn't trust any of them. As far as she knew, they just kidnapped her. She felt for the dagger she had along her leg as reassurance. She was alone now, but she would not back down. "Who the hell are you lot? Where have you taken me? I demand answers!"

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Thalia's head was spinning again, and it was not the best thing in the world. She could tell that something was going to happen, and she only knew that it involved time somehow. When she started falling, she thought that she had seen the last of her knew friend, than it turned out that he was falling too. This was just what she needed, another problem. He waved at her as the started falling, and he seemed to be having the time of his life.

"Ooh, this probably isn't the best time to pass by old friends. See ya later plant lady and, wait what did she call him again. Oh, right, see ya later Silver Balls," he said, waving as they fell past the hospital room scene. Thalia had no idea what he was talking about, as he was a figment of her imagination after all. "Hey, she looks like someone else I know!" he continued as Cecily came through with them too. Whoever this guy was, he seemed to think he knew everyone.

""Hey, that looks kind of like Wolverine? Wow, that's weird. Hey Silver Balls again, man I love that nickname," this guy clearly was not going to shut up and leave her to her major headache that just seemed to be getting worse. "Who the heck is that? Wow, that's a new one. Wonder who the princess is. Ok, looks like we got a new kid with us. Wonder what his story is. Ooh, why do I feel like I just saw Buffy the Vampire Slayer in real life? That was awesome! Ok, usually I'm fine with barging in on people having a moment like that, but this is just not the way I envisioned doing that. Sheesh, kissing someone after an exorcism, nice job dude. Ooh, too bad I couldn't help that guy, what the heck ripped him apart like that. Just insane. Wow, hot chick alert. Interesting time to be pulled from if you ask me. Ooh, an angel. Wow, that's interesting. Looks like you guys are in for some trouble back in Coventry. What the heck is with the kids outside of a school? That is just weird. Oh look, and now to finish our tour, we are back at the circus. Thank you for joining us on the Temporal Screw up Tour, watch your step as you land back in the present".

This guy was annoying her, and she didn't even know his name. He was a pain in the ass, but her head was still hurting as she looked around the room to see who all was with them. She had no idea who the heck anyone was, except for those who she had seen show up to the circus. "What the hell just happened?" she asked as she kinda got a little dizzy and sat down on the ground to avoid passing out.

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Kat felt accomplished. She had just taken out another vampire. She was starting to get the hang of the whole hunter thing, getting better and better as she went. When a group of people came sliding through, and it was not the best thing in the world, especially since she herself went falling through with them. This was not something she knew about, and she was quite knowledgeable in a lot of supernatural things. Though usually that knowledge was about how to kill things, instead of magic, so she had no idea what was happening.

Her first thought was to fight. However she found that she was unable to while falling, since she couldn't get her bearings very well. She kept falling, only catching glimpses of everything as she fell. When she landed, she saw that there were a lot of other people in the room. She jumped away from the group, confused, and keeping her guard up. She had a policy to not trust anyone, unless all hell was breaking loose, and this wasn't one of those times, not yet anyway. "Who the hell are all you people, and where am I?" she asked, continuing to step away from the group.

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Did that leave you all feeling a little dazed and disoriented? It's only natural, I suppose. It isn't often that time explodes and implodes simultaneously, leaving those at the epicenter in a state that is both with and without time. No one can say for certain whether time is moving at the circus or if it has stopped. Checking a watch is useless as well. One minute, it could say midnight. The next, it might insist it was 5:22. Eventually, the poor thing might just break from the constant corrections. But aside from a few individuals, no one else in the world noticed the mess made of time. Only those at the circus are really aware of what's going on...

Let's not forget about the angels and their daughters, though! I mentioned the kumakatok before, didn't I? Well, it is a little known fact that there is only one true way to kill a kumakatok. To do so, you must remove and burn their cloak. But with Eudora carrying the thing around with her, that poor creature isn't actually dead, no...It's simply...elsewhere? No, that isn't quite right either...But needless to say, Azrael won't be happy. The girl with the cloak was her favorite child.

And then there is Seraphina's adopted daughter, Emmie. Not only was Seraphina murdered by a stranger, but the murder in fact was arranged by one of the people standing near Seraphina when she died! Yes, that death was orchestrated and so far, it seems the betrayal has gone unremarked. It's a pity, that. But of course, Emmie may have other problems to think about now, considering that she is the new Prophet of the Lord.

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Andromeda rubbed her head tenderly as she slowly sat up. She had landed on the floor of the stage, narrowly missing one of the many abandoned knives that were lying around. The entire fiasco hardly made any sense to her and the more she thought about it, the less she wanted to think about it all. Some of those moments they had intruded on, such as the pair of hospital scenes. Others didn't seem to be as reckless, but it wasn't natural in the slightest, traveling through time like that...

Folly was lying where her corpse had been left, though she was breathing steadily now. She closed her eyes, remembering a few of the people who she had spotted. One of them appeared to be eerily familiar, like a best friend she had yet to meet. Shaking her head a bit, she felt for bruising on her neck, but none was there. All that remained was the scar from when her father had tried to kill her. It was as if her death at Mephistopheles or rather Faust's hands had never happened.

"That seems to be the question of the hour," Cecily observed, hearing everyone ask where they were and what had happened. She wiped her eyes dry on her sleeve, imagining that the shock of the letter had driven her insane. There was no way that it was real, after all. Such a despicable man couldn't have been her father--her parents weren't that great, but they were her parents. The notion that she was adopted...that was silly.

"I believe time broke down," Fairfax observed, pleasantly surprised that time didn't seem to be attempting to murder him. He couldn't tell if Eudora's spell was still working or not. "As for the demon...It seems he has been impaled!"

True to Fairfax's form, Faust was currently impaled on a mic stand. Given that he was a demon, it wasn't too serious as injuries went, but he also wasn't able to go very far. It might have been residual effects of the chaotic travels through time or perhaps he just couldn't be bothered to remove the iron rod from himself. Either way, this was the time to interrogate him, the time to finally get questions answered. Only a few others had sustained injuries during the trip. Katsumi had been grabbed by Faust during the travel, with a large burn on her back in the shape of his hand. It'll leave a permanent scar. Emmie and Daniyal had a few scrapes and bruises, but it wasn't too much of a worry.

"Eudora, bind him here somehow," Andromeda suggested. "I know most of you are very confused, but I think Mephistopheles here has all the answers we're looking for..."

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Aloise ignored Olivia's use of strength to open up the door. She had been a marine after all and had met plenty of people who prided themselves on doing tricks like that. Of course, what Aloise didn't know was that Gus' doorknob was notoriously stiff. Only someone with extreme strength would've been able to snap the lock in such a manner. It was in Olivia's best interest that Aloise hadn't noticed. Otherwise, Aloise might've come to the conclusion that Olivia was the demon.

Inside the house, things were normal for the most part. Dishes were still in the sink, laundry was inside a bin outside of what looked to be a cramped laundry room, a book was open on the couch. Normal, ordinary, definitely not demon activities, right? Aloise moved around the house with caution, running her hands over a stack of newspapers. There was every edition for a few years, with a few exceptions. The papers from the last few days were missing.

In the kitchen, the sink was a sorry sight once Aloise looked at it more closely. Maggots were amongst the dirty plates, with milk in a glass partially solid. Frowning, it would be obvious to anyone that Gus hadn't been there in ages. But for someone like Olivia, his scent could be tracked--all the way to the circus. "I was afraid of this," Aloise sighed. "We need to find him quickly--there's not much time. Any idea where he could've gone?" She was already mentally preparing an excuse to look at the circus, figuring that in five minutes, he would be there. His plan would begin then, Aloise was certain.

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October's gut reaction was always to not involve the authorities. She didn't trust the various organizations out there in the world who claimed to be friendly to those with gifts, despite her working relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D. But Carolina was likely right--they had just witnessed a murder. They could identify the woman who ended that man's life. "Let's call her when we get to Coventry," October said. Putting some distance between them and Salem was the best option at the moment.

Of course, the girls didn't get very far before more horrors occurred. Detective Hanson and Agent Keenan came running out of the station, stopping when they came upon Liam's body. With the sound of the motorcycle engine, the girls couldn't make out what the pair were saying, but by their facial expressions, shock was evident. Neither of them had expected Liam to die quite like this. The man had always seemed too stubborn to die so far.

Keenan looked up from the body, his eyes finding the girls on the motorbike by the taillight. The distance between them was increasing rapidly as Keenan raised his gun and fired as many shots as he could. Carolina was out of range but October wasn't. A shot imbedded itself in her side, practically in her back for all intents and purposes. Her grip on Carolina went weak before she fell from the bike. She was lucky to still be alive.

But that wasn't the only shot that rang out. Hanson dropped to the ground next, the assassin from before seemingly having appeared out of the shadows.

"Fugitive Walter Hanson has been crossed off," the assassin said, exchanging a glance with Keenan.

Keenan then replied, "Acknowledged, Agent Decker."

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Emmie slowly stood up and stumbled ever so slightly as she looked down at her arm, seeing some bruises that she had sustained when she fell back onto the floor, in the present, past? She didn't even know anymore, the day certainly had turned into a very crazy shit show now she was getting visions. Emmie took a few steps over, still more focused on Seraphina the woman certainly looked different to her at least, she probably didn't even recognize her at all. Just about everyone who had came through time with them were all asking the same question of the day.

Emmie turned her attention over towards Lilith, Millicent, Danyial and Cecily and gave a slight shrug. "Emmie Adams and I have no damn clue, lots of time fuckery today." Emmie said introducing herself as her attention turned towards Mephistopheles, he certainly was the culprit to everything that has been going on over here she didn't know much about binding demons or anything. But she did need answers to what exactly she had just saw when they all crashed back into the present, though she was still confused if this was the present or not.

"That thing knows whats going on." Emmie said, she still kept her distance from Mephistopheles, she wasn't sure if the demon would actually pull himself off of the pole he had been impaled on he shouldn't be allowed to leave once they got their answers from him. Emmie continued to simply stare at Seraphina.

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Seraphina closed her eyes as she could hear all of the other angels, all of them mentioning the death of one of Azrael's daughters she didn't know exactly which one. But she knew that if they did manage to kill one of them, reality was going to be really screwed up, one of these people may have known something about the Kumakatoks. "I suggest you put that blade down. Someone here killed a kumakatok, that is the reason why some of us including me were pulled out of our respective timelines." Seraphina answered Millicent, as her attention turned towards Mephistopheles.

Looking over at Eudora for a moment as Andromeda suggested binding him, it would be a good idea so that he didn't have a chance to escape, and if he did she would be right there to kill him. "Now give us some answers, what are your plans demon?" Seraphina asked looking directly at Mephistopheles, he was the one who had all of the answers here and what his plans were going to be.

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Carolina nodded slightly she knew that involving her sister October probably didn't approve, just trying to convince her working along with SHIELD was hard enough. "Sounds good to me then." She called out as she turned her head slightly as she watched Keenan along with Hanson both coming out of the train station hovering over Liam's dead body. Carolina couldn't help but feel like it was her fault that he was now killed, the guy literally flirted with the woman and stripped down naked in front of her. Then she got a slight glimpse as Hanson drew out his gun and started to fire.

Carolina was doing her best to try and speed up the bike before hearing some of the bullets flying past, luckily she wasn't hurt but then she felt October's grip loosening. Looking in horror as she witnessed October falling off of the bike, and rolling across the concrete, she started to pull on the breaks on the bike. Struggling slightly with it having never ridden one before, but it eventually came to a stop.

She got off her bike and quickly started to dash her way over the street towards her fallen friend, with a worried look in her eyes she knew that the wound would instantly be cauterized. However Carolina didn't know if the shot had hit anything vital or if the bullet was still imbedded somewhere inside. "Please don't be dead.." Carolina said softly as she looked back over towards the train station as she thought about trying to possess one of the shooters, she didn't want to leave her friend behind either.

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Olivia mentally hit herself, sometimes she did underestimate her strength one of the few perks being what she is Olivia entered the house shortly after Aloise did. She started to search around the house, picking up the book that was on the coffee table it didn't seem to be out of the ordinary. She started to pick up Gus' scent as she started to search more around the house, the trail was heading more over towards the circus. She entered the kitchen, her eyes watered slightly as she picked up the scent of the maggots in the sink as well as the cup of spoiled milk.

It was weird though she knew Gus always kept his things neatly and orderly, she spotted the basket of laundry on the floor it was certainly obvious that he had not been in his house for the last several days. Olivia turned her attention back towards Aloise, asking if there was another lead. All of the signs were pointing towards the circus with his trail, Olivia remembered the guy always was slightly off, and the circus was the best bet.

"I think that circus across the street would be our next lead." Olivia said as she started to turn around and started to follow Gus' scent and headed back out of his house as she started to make her way across the street.

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Eudora pretty much had adapted to the situation, a familiar cool smile returning on her lips while Daniyal still seemed on edge. His posture was tense and he seemed to flick his gaze from one person to the next, they all seemed too familiar to him despite never meeting them. He edged closer to the elderly witch, perhaps finding safety in being close to a fellow spell-slinger.

Eudora nodded sagely at Andromeda's advice, not bothered at all by the sight of an impaled man. "Bind him with this, dear," Eudora requested while hanging over the mysterious cloak slung around her shoulders to Daniyal. He seemed confused as to why she'd ask him to bind him with something so flimsy but Eudora was quick shush him, as if able to read his mind. "Do not worry, he's in too vulnerable of a position to revolt. If he even tries anything, I know how to perform an exorcism in 16 different languages." She side-eyed the demon as if almost daring him to try something. Daniyal bowed his head and did as he was told, tieing whatever part of the demon he could together.

"Now," she said, her smile growing as she clasped her hands together, striding towards the demon. "You better be prepared to tell us everything you know, and don't bother hiding anything. I have ways of making you talk." Eudora really despised herself at that point. She wasn't built to be intimidating, but she had to try, for the sake of humanity. No matter how ridiculous it made her seem. Daniyal even seemed to be trying to hold back a snicker.