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🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Debutante Blush

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Location: Green Drawing Room -> White Drawing Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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Blush followed the woman into the next room, what seemed grander than the previous room (and the color scheme far more appealing to the eye). At least the master of this home had some taste. "Well I would not bother with the linens anyway, love. No need for it. Though you do speak a good point. I would very much like to freshen up after recent events." She quickly scanned the room, piecing what she could together.

She was looking forward to exploring this floor unaccompanied. Though she would not have minded in the least if someone like Creme was with her or that other delectable specimen she had not introduced herself to, but beggars could not be choosers in that regard. She would have to go at it alone. Though the woman did answer more of her questions than maybe she was intending to.

The second floor bared looking into. But later.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Elite Deck (Josephine's Room)
Skills: Perception

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Jo stepped into her room, leaving Reddish alone to tend to whatever matters were important to him at the moment. She had to think straight. As she glanced around the room, to the average fellow, it would appear like her room had been untouched. But not to her. No, Jo knew well enough that someone had been inside of her room. Someone saw fit to go through her things, move them around, and then try to hide the fact they did so. It was almost clever. Almost.

She had checked her jewelry and it confirmed her thought. "Someone has been in here. My pearls would never, EVER be out of their velvet wrap unless they were adorned along my decolletage, less they be damaged. Someone has been here and moved things, searching. I get the impression something was taken, but without a more thorough search I do not know what it is."

She clenched her fists as angered roared inside of her. To enter her room was one thing, to move her things around was another. It was an insult, a slap to the face. And the fact something was taken of hers was another and it would not stand. She would also not let them get to her. The average woman may have become hysterical, prone to throw a fit or fall on her bed and weep. But not her. She would get her things back and find the culprit.

And then they would be fishing their body out of the Nile.

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Faye Masterson

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Location:Main Deck (Stern)
Skills: N/A

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Faye decided to let whatever humorous comments she would have made to Richard slide. The poor man had been through enough already, it seemed. "Not sure. I do believe they may have fallen in, but you would have to the the most clumsy of persons to do so. On that note, maybe stay away from the edge of the ship until we dock?" Okay, she had to get one in.

"And while I appreciate you looking out for me, I am more than capable of taking care of myself should the man have tried anything. Though I am afraid to say I am not fit to play the seductress, it seems. Perhaps if I was a movie star or singer, then maybe. But it seems that our luck in investigating has run out tonight. I would happily join you in that drink before retiring for the night. Who knows? Perhaps tomorrow will be a better day for us?"

The Gifted - Concluded

Anastasia Reinhardt

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Character Summary

Name: Anastasia Felicity Reinhardt
Aliases: Ethos, The White Queen
Age: 17
Birthday: October 30, 2004
Birth Place: Seattle, Washington
Gender: Female
Powers: Morality Manipulation, Telekinesis
Training: N/A
Languages: English, Latin

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Appearance

Height: 5'9''
Weight: 118 lbs
Build: Slim
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Ivory
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Two Ear Piercings, Scar along lower back
Personal Style: Anastasia prefers girly clothing, especially dresses and skirts. She believes appearances matter and she wants to be presentable at all times. Her color scheme follows whites and blacks mainly. If she were to do physical labor, she would still wear the best possible.

Her hair is usually kept down, pulled back with a headband, or tied in a ponytail. Her make-up tends to show more color. She doesn't bother accesorizing much apart from earrings and an occasional ring as she doesn't want to draw the eye away from her entire ensemble.

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Psychology

Stoic * Amoral * Perceptive * Exploitative * Intelligent * Self-Serving

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Anastasia does what she wants and listens to no one. She knows full well how to say the right things to please people and to get what she needs. She has no qualms about stepping on someone to get ahead. She meets her own needs first. She enjoys messing with people and gets a kick off of getting away with things, such as stealing. She prefers the lavish lifestyle of which she is accostomed and anything less makes her itchy.

Anastasia cares little for other people apart from a choice few. She does not show any emotion she does not intend to, knowing when to smile for the crowd or shed some crocodile tears if it means she wins. She is cunning and smart, a dangerous combination to have with someone who can tip the scales of morality in her favor. She has no sides in any battle, knowing full well she would have a winning hand no matter what.

Habits:

• Whistles
• Chewing on end of pens

Hobbies:

• Reading
• Writing

Fears:

• The Deep, Deep Ocean
• Needles
• Drowning

Likes:

• Free Things
• Vanilla Lemon Ice Cream
• Puppies
• Big Cities
• Clothes Shopping
• Mystery Novels

Dislikes:

• Boredom
• Politics
• Religion
• Physical Labor
• Losing
• Hospitals

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Persuasion
• Perception
• Deduction
• Knowledge of Psychology
• Basic First Aid
• Disguise
• Manipulation

Combat Skills:

• Basic Telekinetic Combat
• Stamina
• Hand to Hand Combat

Medical Issues:

• N/A

Possessions:

• Current Outfit - White Dress, Black Ankle Boots Black Headband
• Cell Phone
• Can of Pepper Spray
• Wallet w/ Fake ID, $30, and Credit Cards

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History

How did you discover your powers: Anastasia learned about her powers very early on in life. When she was a little girl, her parents would often have staff look over her and Peyton started off using charm to get what she wanted until the nannies started getting fusier. Then she had to up the ante. Being able to swing them to allow her ice cream for dinner and late night movie marathons was innocent enough, but as her power grew, she wanted more and more and not even her parents could stand in her way.

General History: The Reinhardt family was old money from well before WWI. Generation after generation fell into the family business. Anastasia was the youngest, and only, daughter and a lot was placed on her shoulders. Her family was often busy and not around to see their child brought up. No, they left that to the staff. Anastasia wanted for very little, but she still wanted.

It wasn't long that Anastasia discovered she had unique abilities. She knew she could charm the dimmest of staff, but her strict nanny was not to be swayed. Instead, Anastasia found herself going into the deep center of the woman's mind and shifting things around. What was bad for her was now good. Ice cream for dinner, staying up way past bed time, and no more hideous piano lessons.

Soon though, Anastasia grew bored. She was able to get away with a lot. She got good grades in school (before you ask, no she actually did study and did well), but for fun she would play around with other people. Bullies got their commuppance, bratty girls got punished, and their overbearing mothers found themselves at odds with the law on more than one occasion. And best of all, no one was the wiser to her.

Still, she sought more. The struggle between mutants and humans was interesting. People feared beings like her and that pleased her. Did she side with those like her or did she hide? Or did she walk the middle line, aware that she could very well tip the scale in either favor without so much as batting an eye? She decided to seek out the leaders, those who could use someone like her, and see what their offer was.

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Extras

Character Quote: "The world isn't so black and white. It's morally grey."
Theme Song:
Anything Else: Refer to previous CS
_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

Anastasia's Relations - Book 2

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Relations

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Anastasia Reinhardt

"It's about to get real up in here."

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⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

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🎆 Emma Frost 🎆
"She's truly brilliant at work. I made the right call choosing her."

• Ana sided with Emma because it made the most sense. She respects Emma's power and vision, but that's all there is.
• Ana's in the ranks now. One step closer.

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👋 Magneto 👋
"He's the next weak link. Gotta be careful though."

• Ana doesn't care either way about him. If anything, he's the next step up in her overall plan.
• He's quick to anger, which will be his downfall. Too bad he's got allies all over.

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🎆 Reeva Payge 🎆
"She has a brilliant mind and could be useful. I don't trust her for a second though."

• Ana has mainly worked with Emma, but she knows Reeva is smart. She may be useful down the line.

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😡 Max 😡
"Attacked us and then expects to be part of the winning team? And an idiot to boot? He needs to be taken care of."

• Ana does not like Max and makes it very clear she doesn't.
• Max cannot control his powers and his ideals and morals seem to shift with the wind. He is not an asset, but a liability waiting to happen.

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🌓 Leighton Brooks 🌓
"She's got some skills, but they need a lot of work. If only she would dump the baggage attached to her."

• Ana can sense that Leighton has potential, but she needs to work on it more.
• Max is only bringing Leighton down. If Leighton loses him, she could grow.

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🙇 Jinx 🙇
"He has his uses, but he is not the brightest bulb. He doesn't know when to speak and when to be silent."

• Ana doesn't feel bad leaving him behind. It was the right call.
• Jinx has some uses, to be sure. If only he would work on himself more.

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The Gifted - Concluded

@Morose

Anastasia Reinhardt

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Character Summary

Name: Anastasia Felicity Reinhardt
Aliases: Ethos
Age: 16
Birthday: October 30, 2004
Birth Place: Seattle, Washington
Gender: Female
Powers: Morality Manipulation, Telekinesis
Training: N/A
Languages: English, Latin

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Appearance

Height: 5'9''
Weight: 118 lbs
Build: Slim
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Ivory
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Two Ear Piercings, Scar along lower back
Personal Style: Anastasia prefers girly clothing, especially dresses and skirts. She believes appearances matter and she wants to be presentable at all times. Her color scheme follows whites and blacks mainly. If she were to do physical labor, she would still wear the best possible.

Her hair is usually kept down, pulled back with a headband, or tied in a ponytail. Her make-up tends to show more color. She doesn't bother accesorizing much apart from earrings and an occasional ring as she doesn't want to draw the eye away from her entire ensemble.

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Psychology

Stoic * Amoral * Perceptive * Exploitative * Intelligent * Self-Serving

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Anastasia does what she wants and listens to no one. She knows full well how to say the right things to please people and to get what she needs. She has no qualms about stepping on someone to get ahead. She meets her own needs first. She enjoys messing with people and gets a kick off of getting away with things, such as stealing. She prefers the lavish lifestyle of which she is accostomed and anything less makes her itchy.

Anastasia cares little for other people apart from a choice few. She does not show any emotion she does not intend to, knowing when to smile for the crowd or shed some crocodile tears if it means she wins. She is cunning and smart, a dangerous combination to have with someone who can tip the scales of morality in her favor. She has no sides in any battle, knowing full well she would have a winning hand no matter what.

Habits:

• Whistles
• Chewing on end of pens

Hobbies:

• Reading
• Writing

Fears:

• The Deep, Deep Ocean
• Needles
• Drowning

Likes:

• Free Things
• Vanilla Lemon Ice Cream
• Puppies
• Big Cities
• Clothes Shopping
• Mystery Novels

Dislikes:

• Boredom
• Politics
• Religion
• Physical Labor
• Losing
• Hospitals

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Persuasion
• Perception
• Deduction
• Knowledge of Psychology
• Basic First Aid

Combat Skills:

• Basic Telekinetic Combat
• Stamina

Possessions:

• Current Outfit - White Dress, Black Ankle Boots Black Headband
• Cell Phone
• Can of Pepper Spray
• Wallet w/ Fake ID, $30, and Credit Cards

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History

How did you discover your powers: Anastasia learned about her powers very early on in life. When she was a little girl, her parents would often have staff look over her and Peyton started off using charm to get what she wanted until the nannies started getting fusier. Then she had to up the ante. Being able to swing them to allow her ice cream for dinner and late night movie marathons was innocent enough, but as her power grew, she wanted more and more and not even her parents could stand in her way.

General History: The Reinhardt family was old money from well before WWI. Generation after generation fell into the family business. Anastasia was the youngest, and only, daughter and a lot was placed on her shoulders. Her family was often busy and not around to see their child brought up. No, they left that to the staff. Anastasia wanted for very little, but she still wanted.

It wasn't long that Anastasia discovered she had unique abilities. She knew she could charm the dimmest of staff, but her strict nanny was not to be swayed. Instead, Anastasia found herself going into the deep center of the woman's mind and shifting things around. What was bad for her was now good. Ice cream for dinner, staying up way past bed time, and no more hideous piano lessons.

Soon though, Anastasia grew bored. She was able to get away with a lot. She got good grades in school (before you ask, no she actually did study and did well), but for fun she would play around with other people. Bullies got their commuppance, bratty girls got punished, and their overbearing mothers found themselves at odds with the law on more than one occasion. And best of all, no one was the wiser to her.

Still, she sought more. The struggle between mutants and humans was interesting. People feared beings like her and that pleased her. Did she side with those like her or did she hide? Or did she walk the middle line, aware that she could very well tip the scale in either favor without so much as batting an eye? She decided to seek out the leaders, those who could use someone like her, and see what their offer was.

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Extras

Character Quote: "The world isn't so black and white. It's morally grey."
Theme Song:
Anything Else: Refer to previous CS
_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Formal Sitting Room -> Front Door

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Allison willed the woman to say something to her. Instead, she just glared. Allison knew that look all too well. She was thinking insults at her as opposed to saying them. The woman obviously did not know Allison could easily pick her up with her mind and fling her from her presence, but instead, Richard intervened. He had calmer words for the woman and Allison backed up, hands in the air. She would let him handle things.

The doorbell rang and no one jumped up to get it. "I'll answer that." She walked over to the front door, wondering who else was visiting. Surely if it was another former X-men they would have just come in. She opened it and looked over the woman on the step. "Well I take it you're not a girl scout, not that we ever get them and darn if I don't want some thin mints. So either you are here to sell Bibles or ask if we believe we are being saved or you are here in the mutant capacity. Name's Allison, can I help you?"

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Sara Grey

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Location: Formal Sitting Room - Ground Floor

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Sara hadn't expected to see her aunt there in front of her. Not that she was upset. Far from it, she just wished she had been notified. She would have met with her earlier. "Aunt Jean! Good to see you." She met her aunt in the middle and hugged her. "I'm doing good! Learning a lot here. Hey Uncle Scott!" She shook his hand. She never felt comfortable hugging him. She only hugged blood family really. And close friends. Of which she had....1?

"What brings you all here? Is it the professor's birthday or something?" She glanced around the room, seeing the former tense situation seemingly relieving itself and Allison answering the door. "I'm in the mood for a party, either way."

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: The Wizard's Tower

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Myth chuckled and wiped the rest of her tears away. "Thank you all for helping me. Not sure I'd get this done without some aid. Things can and will go wrong, but hopefully, it all works out in the end. I'm worried about the twins and to that end, Tate as well." She checked herself in the mirror, approving her overall look.

"So Bruce went over it a bit, but just so I know, what's expected of me during the ceremony? I want to make sure I go it all right so I don't dishonor your customs." Truth be told, she had been worried about that since it was brought up. If she had her way, a simple ceremony was all she needed, but this was important to Bruce and his family. Plus, she looked damn good.

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Witch's Road

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Fleur bowed in respect. "A pleasure to meet you. It seems our goals align then." Fleur scanned the scene in front of her. It appeared to be from the past, but Magyk was still around. Even though Fleur could see the darkness, she could feel it too. If this was going on in the past, as well as other timelines, then surely it all had to be connected somewhere.

"It seems this Sicnesse is doing more damage than I thought. There must be a way to cure this that does not involve your life force being drained. That is why I am here. If I can find a cure, I can help my people. I know Lyte Magyk has helped, but there must be a way to tap into that without further getting ill." Fleur would not share her ulterior motive just yet. She just met the witch, after all.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: Target
Skills N/A

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Leighton hadn't expected to be faced with this dilemma. She had considered mutant to be freaks and weirdos and she was blissfully unaware of what happened to them, though she knew they were arrested. However, she was now smacked in the face with Trump supporting her own beliefs. She may be a cold-hearted bitch, but even she had her morals. She decided to keep what occurred at the boutique a secret then. The less people knew, the better. Plus, it wasn't like she'd be staying in Washington for a while.

"Sad truth about America. It was born on the backs of others. Seems history is doomed to repeat itself even though we like to warn against that." The accent was probably getting to her so she decided to avoid coming back at him by reminding him that Britain wasn't a good model of anti-discrimination either (though they were probably better than America since...it was Britain!). "That is the nerdiest job I have ever heard of. But you're cute so I'll let that slide too. Are you here only for your job or did you become an official U.S. citizen?"

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie and Tempest Renroir

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Location: Command Center
Skills: N/A

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The plan took some time to come up with, but Tinley felt confident in the team's abilities. It would be useful to have the entire team here, but they would tackle that issue once the time came. Tempest had done her best to acquire all relevant information and send it to them. She had monitored activity and it seemed like nothing changed. But Kennedy knew her so maybe they were warned ahead of time.

As everyone assembled into the Command Center, TInley took a few minutes to collect herself. Once everyone was there, she began. "First, I would like to say that I am confident in your abilities. This is going to be an intense mission and a lot could go wrong. We've seen in our last mission what could happen, but I believe in you all."

"To start, we are going to be sneaking into Creed Financial to do major damage to HYDRA. Do not let the end goal blind you though, this is going to be hard. Kennedy was a mole and he knew our plans so he may have tipped them off. From what Tempest has said, their current plans did not change, but that may be a smoke screen so prepare for worse case scenarios. We will be splitting off into three teams, each with their own leader. Team 1 will be handling the mutant detection system as that will throw a wrench into all other plans. Hawkeye will lead that team along with Tempest for computer skilsl and Flynn. Since none of them are mutants, it won't detect them. Team 2 will be handling Luminous. We know they are dangerous and they need to be taken care of. Cassandra will be leading that team along with Novikova, Victoria, and Nikolai. The last team will be going to the vault to empty it out. I will lead that with Maria and Niah. Now, Bonnie and Harry may have noticed they weren't on any team. That is because they will be our back-up and ace up our sleeve. I want you both monitoring everything from cameras to alarms to police calls, what have you. If anything seems sketchy, let us know and if we need help they can come in and provide back-up."

"I won't lie to you all. This could go wrong a number of ways. But if you go in with a clear head, we'll handle it. If anyone has questions, feel free to come find me or Hawkeye or Cassandra. Otherwise, prepare what you need to and get ready." Tinley let the floor rest, feeling like she gave one of her best speeches.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Elite Deck Outside -> Elite Deck Inside
Skills: N/A

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It was all happening quite quickly, but at least people were handling it. She calmed her breathing down. She glanced over at Reddish, wondering if the man felt as guilty as Jo assumed. He was, inexplicably, the cause of the fall. And the Lord Major's suggestion was probavbly for the best. Lady Munn most likely did not want to see Reddish for a while. She knew the man's pipes were formidable, but this was another level.

She slid her arm around Reddish's own and smiled at him, hopefully to take his mind off of recent events if even for a moment. "Yes, please. I am growing worried about it now. I have many priceless things in my room, things that money could not replace. Let's be off them quickly." Jo walked along the deck, fighting a need to look over it. She did not want to be the next victim.

"Goodness, quite a night, wouldn't you agree. I am thankful it is almost over."

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Faye Masterson

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Location:Main Deck
Skills: N/A

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Faye wasn't sure what was going on. There was a lot of yelling, so she assumed capable people were handling it. She took a minute to collect herself. The night's events were a complete wash as far as she knew. She didn't collect any new information, Richard had ran off, and people were in the Nile. She wanted to return to her room and forget it.

And then, as if she said his name three times, Richard appeared. "I am quite all right actually, though I am a bit miffed I didn't learn anything useful from the man I was speaking to. Seems we have people who fell off the ship. At least three in the drink from what I gathered, though they seem to be getting help now. What about you though? You stormed off after your....ahem..incident. Is everything all right with you?"

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Priya Khurana

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Location: Car Rental Place
Skills:N/A

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Priya couldn't help but smile. "You're welcome." She wasn't a crossword fanatic, but the fact she was able to think of that made her feel a bit warm inside. She ignored Riley's comment about having her say she punched her. She had hoped that if that were the case, Priya would have at least fought back and won. As badass as Riley appeared to be, she didn't know if the girl was capable in a fight. All she had heard was she killed some guy, so she had guts. Maybe that was enough.

She pulled out her wallet and took out her driver's license. She put it on the counter and waited for the man to do his thing while Riley chatted him up. Did she know everyone in town? Granted, it was a small town, but still. It was proving both useful and annoying at the same time, but as long as it got what they needed, who was Priya to argue with results?