[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A36AC7]Rosalia Rider[/color][/h1]
[img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1d/bc/55/1dbc5536a61cea0a997d1f205052ef06.gif[/img][hr][color=A36AC7]Location:[/color] The Moors
[color=A36AC7]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Chaos, that was still the only way to completely explain their current situation. How else could you explain things really? One minute she was sort of hiding behind a table that had been knocked over, the next minute she was sort of getting dragged away by some goon who had managed to throw a net over her. Yeah, this was definitely getting to be really annoying all things considering. Of course, to top it all off she started to get a sore throat, and figured she likely was getting a cold of some sort, which definitely was the icing on the cake with everything going on here.

	Glancing around as she was getting dragged off, she managed to catch a glimpse of a knife near her, and she managed to reach out through the net and grip onto it. [color=A36AC7]"Ok, let's get out of here..."[/color] she muttered under her breath, before she managed to start cutting the net, and eventually she tumbled out, having freed herself from it. Rosalia jumped back up onto her feet and backed away a little bit, trying to see if she could find the best way out of this entire situation, since she was not too thrilled with everything that was occurring right now.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9C00FF]Jack Gold[/color][/h1][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/082ea26d5bff8ae039a64bc497b4289a/tumblr_pun9n4Jw2n1wgof7io2_400.gifv[/img]
[hr][color=9C00FF]Location:[/color] Atlantica
[color=9C00FF]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Jack knew that the instant that Arthur decided to hug Meg, that that was a bit of a mistake. He knew that she didn't care much for hugs, at all, which is why he typically didn't give her any. Unless of course he thought she really needed one, and even then he'd ask her first if she even wanted one, since otherwise he knew he'd probably get chewed out about it. Despite the fact that he was only older then her by a few days, he couldn't help but be a bit protective of her, and it was blatantly obvious to him that Meg was a bit uncomfortable from the hug and everything, at least to him.

	His attention was drawn away rather quickly though, as Belle decided to ask him if he'd seen his father since popping up. That brought back the memories of what exactly had happened involving his father. Now he was thinking about how best to more or less tell her what had happened in a rather short way. An idea crossed his mind of a somewhat amusing way to explain it though, and he looked at her to answer the question. [color=9C00FF]"Yeah, I have... Though I will say turns out he's rather flammable,"[/color] he told her with a slight shrug.