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The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: The Mutant Underground
Skills Ice Manipulation

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Leighton expected a clapback, but not to that extent. She could only eye the woman as she ranted (as that could be the only word to describe it). She felt cold coming more intensely than ever. She had never felt this cold and then she realized Sapphire was the one controlling it. Before Leighton could retort, she stormed off like a child. She would let her think she won, but Leighton was now feeling the chill and she hated it. She never felt this cold before. Was that how he felt?

As Veil approached and began to speak, Leighton held up a finger. "H-h-hold that thought..." Leighton summoned the power again, felt her veins grow colder. She imagined the cold now around her being absorbed and soon, she felt better. The cold dissipated and she was able to get back to normal fairly quickly. "Noted, but I made one comment and she decides to almost freeze me. If that's how your mentors treat potential trainees, rude or not, then I have no desire to learn from her. Act like a bitch, get called out for being a bitch. I would know, as I am sure everyone is aware and has already judged me for it."

She crossed her arms, as the big, hulking man came forward and offered her some kindness. She glanced up at him and nodded. 'I would appreciate that." She would follow Colossus on his tour, leaving the others to deal with whatever they needed to. Perhaps they all needed to cool off. Literally and figuratively.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: Outside the Wizard Tower -? The Courtyard

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Myth hadn't seen the punch coming, or she would have prevented it, but it was too late. The impact startled her so much she let out a gasp before Bruce stormed off. She could only watch in mild horror as her husband had just assaulted someone. She looked over to the group, to Cuyler, and to Arnora most of all. "I'm so sorry. I just...I don't know." She would deal with Halley's comment later. She would intervene and do it on whatever side she felt best. She was part of their family now, surely her Midgardian side warranted something.

She caught up with Bruce, both angry and sad that he seemed to be in so much pain. "Bruce, what the hell was that? You can't just punch someone for saying something you don't agree with. Even if she had it coming, which I don't know since it seemed to me like a simple, silly nickname. And if it wasn't then perhaps talking to your wife, the mother of one of your children, about it might help let off steam so you don't punch anyone else. I'm here for you and your family Bruce, but I won't condone that type of reaction."

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: The Witch's Country

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Fleur grasped the coin and observed it. She could Feel from it immense power. She pocketed it and nodded her thanks. "To answer your question, I dream simply. I want revenge in any form it takes. I want to rid this land of a blight that has been there for gods know how long. I have the means to do so and will use them. This is but one more gift and I will cherish that. Should you need anything further, Asha, do come see me."

As she left, Fleur was left to her own devices. She had some more work to be done, but she was allowed a moment's respite, surely. She would travel back to her coven and inform them of the new forces in their ranks. And then she would prepare for the next stage. There was still so much to be done and so little time to do it. But if she managed even one ounce of change, it would be worth it. For Nera's sake.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: New York Sanctum -> Serval Industries (Virginia) (E37)
Skills: Mind Control, Force Field Generation

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Satisfied her team knew what to expect, she geared up and met the others for transportation. The portal led them to a ruined building that had seen better days. The red marks concerned her and brought up bad memories, so she pushed them to the side. She needed to be on her best right now. She followed the others. She had never practiced flying with her force fields, and now wasn't the time to start, not with so much riding on this. So she followed up the stairs.

She had an itchy feeling in her gut that something wasn't right also, as Raynor brought it up. And then Wanda formed some barrier as an arrow hit it and deflected it. She stared at the direction the arrow came from and saw a young woman, holding a bow trained at them. She knew Maria would match her, and they had the numbers, but something about the girl made her worried she wouldn't hold back. Especially if she was actively trying to prevent them from finding the virus.

"No killing. We're not Ultron." She stared the girl down, trying to enter her mind. It was like thorns wrapped around it. The girl was clearly insane, her mind would not allow her in. "Ah, tough mind. I can appreciate that, but I will ask you to stand down. Or we will use force." With that, she flung her force field at the girl, grabbing her arms and pinning them. She tried to grab her whole body, but her legs were still free. "I got her arms, someone get her and incapacitate her. We don't need her bothering us further."

The Uncanny X-Babies - Concluded

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Belladonna

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Location: Training Room -> Belladonna's Room
Skills: N/A

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Bella knocked the bag around a good couple of times before she calmed down. It wasn't so much that this was the mission tasked to them, it was that they could be doing more than making sure some bigwigs didn't fight with each other. And to top it off, she was most likely going to have to dress up. She could hardly show up sweats. No mention of the old CEO either, which concerned her. Wouldn't that be a good thing to focus on?

She grabbed her things again and went to her room. If she was going to play the part of a security guard, she was at least going to put effort into looking the part. No reason to upset the nest. She would take her weapons though, she could hardly be asked to part with them, especially if she was going to knock heads together. Now, if they asked her to smile, she would end up killing the entire room.

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

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Elite Cabin Deck
Skills: N/A

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Josephine let the cheeky comment from Reddish slide. After all, the man had proven to be a solid ally and friend when she needed one. She was no more upset with him than with anyone else. And it filled a void that Haakon left when he passed. Now she was starting to appreciate their little group. She moved along further into the room, leaving Vera at the door. ”Probably a good idea, darling. You can keep an eye out. If they aren’t already looking for us they will be soon.” She moved closer to the center, keeping an eye out.

The room itself was put together well enough, with no obvious signs of anything. But that didn’t matter much. ”I wonder who this man is and why he stole from me. The watch was the least valuable thing and it is hardly anything to look at. If it was meant to upset me, it succeeded in a way, but I am more determined now than ever to see this through.”

She had no cover story, so she hoped they would not think they attacked the doctor. There would be no wounds on him, so that should hold, but they could hardly explain that her cut magically healed and he fainted. ”Let’s search quickly and leave. I’d hate to be caught in here. It would look bad, even for noble reasons.”

Roll Request

Character name: Josephine
Characters current location: Elite Deck Room
Characters attempted actions: Josephine is going to search the room to find her grandfather’s watch.
Any and all skills being used: Searching (Investigation)
Why each skill is being called: To search a room, one needs to search and Josephine is good at looking for things that do not want to be found.
Desired location: Same as above

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Faye Masterson

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Location:Arthribis (Underground)
Skills: N/A

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Faye was happy Richard was proud of her. Was he proud? She supposed so. She sounded like a detective. Granted, she still figured something otherworldy was at foot, but logic did say that there were people walking into the tunnels while the crowd outside dealt with rampaging animals. That, to her, spelled trouble. "I wonder how this connects to what we were hoping to find here. About the mysterious death. If the man was in here first, then maybe that's what these figures intend to find? It has to be big and expensive to want to get a whole town to find it."

She followed Richard closely. She hadn’t meant for him to pull out a club. ”If you say so, but I would feel a lot safer if you had a firearm.” She looked forward when Richard pointed out people he saw. She got a good look and remembered them from the ship. ”Yeah, you’re right. I think I remember at least seeing one of them on the ship. If this is the case, they must be the ones who left the footprints and, thus, the ones who caused the chaos outside. Proceed with caution then, they could be dangerous.”

She still had a haze to her vision, but she proceeded forward carefully. She listened to see if she could hear their conversation and see if they were dangerous. For all she knew, these people ran into here from outside like them. It was better to air on the side of caution.

Roll Request

Character Name: Faye
Characters Current Location: Arthribis Underground
Characters attempted actions: Faye is going to sneak along with Richard, listen to see if she can hear what the people are talking about, and see if she can get a good reading on them to determine if they will be dangerous or not
Any and All skills being used: Eavesdropping and People Reading
Why each skill is being called: Eavesdropping to listen in to them talking and people reading to read their person and see if they are hostile
Desired Location: Same as above

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Faith Masters

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Location: Ben's Cab
Skills: N/A

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Faith was used to traveling distances so the trip itself did not bother her. She slept in many an uncomfortable place before. She was grateful Ben allowed her the cab to sleep in. Gave her some room. And she knew it would be long, even if they weren’t traveling by normal means. It gave her time to think. After all, she was about to see Babylon who was probably no happier to see her than she was. She liked to think she matured during her other time away in training, but she had a feeling she would be doing a lot of ass-kissing to make up for it.

Once they were both settled in the front, Ben asked if she ever wanted to drive and it struck her that Faith never drove much. She knew how, for the most part, but the apocalypse hit and driving was less important than surviving. And cars were few and far between, either left to the side due to wear or tear or no gas or, for those that did run, were usually scavenged or picked up and driven. She hadn’t remembered the last time she sat behind the wheel.

And to top it off, it was stick shift. ”Umm I’m afraid I don’t know how to drive stick. And I don’t remember the last time I drove at all. Would hate to crash your car before we even get to New York.”

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Priya Khurana

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Location: Asylum
Skills:N/A

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If Priya had her way, she would push Alicia down the stairs and be done with it. She was used to hostility from people. She was the police, after all. What she had not expected was hostility from someone she literally saved from mummification in a creepy asylum. She glanced back at Riley, who at least seemed to share her frustrations. ”Crazy is as crazy does.” She shrugged, if Alicia wished to be like this, that was on her, dead or not.

”You’re right, at this moment I can’t make you do much. But you can be damn sure once outside I will be using the full extent of the law as I have it to find answers. You’re lucky I don’t throw you in handcuffs right now. For your own protection, you see. After all, what you faced down there must have been traumatic. You could be a danger to yourself and need to be taken to a hospital to be checked out. But I haven’t, so do not test my patience. We can get out of here together.”

Priya still could not shake the fogginess but that was the least of their concerns. She saw through the shaft another balloon. ”Ok, screw that. We are getting out of here and finding backup. This has now crossed over to “Fuck That” territory.” She wiped the dirt off a door and checked it. She saw the stairs, but it was locked. ”Shit, anyone think they can open this? Otherwise we may have to climb.”

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Debutante Blush

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Location: The Attic
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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Everyone was more or less not all right with the current situation. Or rather, majority. And that was all she needed. Before she could progress to find means of escape, the lights flickered and she eyed Titian creeping around before total darkness enveloped them. Blush didn’t hate the darkness, but since it was not ideal to be locked in a room with other people who have killed before, she wasn’t ecstatic. She heard a loud clang as a door opened and slammed shut. She no longer heard Titian and could only assume the man escaped. To check, she moved forward slowly and reached around. She found no one.

”Well, it seems our dear friend has left us alone rather than allowing us all to escape. If our conversation didn’t already paint him in a negative light, then this surely did. I would not be surprised if he would run to Swamp or whoever he is and tell him about our conversation.” That annoyed Blush. She would deal with the man later. For now, their goal did not change, but instead was altered. Escape was viable, they just needed to see.

”Afraid I do not have a light source on my person, petal. Nowhere to keep it, you see. And I saw nothing in the room to indicate anything to aid so if no one has anything I am afraid we attempt this in the dark.”

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Colette de La Fontaine

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Location: Kirkpatrick House
Skills: Language -English

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Once safely situated aboard the carriage, Colette let herself finally relax. She hadn’t realized how tightly wound she was with nervous energy. After all, she had been lying to get here and was now able to finally tell the truth as to what she was hoping to accomplish. It was a small weight off her shoulders, but a weight none the less. Soon, they were off to their destination. Her eyes were a bit foggy still, but hopefully that would come to pass shortly.

The lady’s maid, Maeve, began to talk to her and Colette was thankful for the conversation. Especially if it was outside of her reasons for traveling to find Millicent. ”I do not know, which is both exciting and terrifying. I suppose I shall travel back to London and await word on my future husband. If all goes well, he will no longer desire to marry me and I can proceed at my leisure. Maybe tour the world, if possible. So many sights I have not seen out there.” It would be on her own, but she looked forward to it. Maybe she would go see her brother at university. See how the school life was like.

”And what about you? How long have you worked for Lady Kirkpatrick? Do you enjoy it?” She didn’t know the girl’s story, but was willing to listen, at least.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: Camp Half-Blood

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It was as if someone had seen into her mind and picked out the possibly worst things imaginable to her and laid them out for her to see. Not only was she in a summer camp, now forced to participate in such things like campouts and capture the flag, but now her half-siblings were talking incessantly about fashion and shopping and blah blah blah! She could pounce on any number of them. Who cared what designer you wore? You were at camp!

Theresa seemed nice enough, but she didn't want to be bothered much. If she had to be here, she would be an active non-participant when applicable. Before she could say though, Theresa mentioned an armory. That piqued her interest. She remembered that being called meant you got shit. "Yes, I'd like to go to the armory and see what there is." Who knows? Even though her mother was the goddess of fashion week, perhaps she had cool shit to offer.