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The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks and Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: The Morlock Tunnels
Skills N/A

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Once down in the tunnels, Leighton collected herself. She couldn't rightly blame Polaris for how she acted. Had Leighton been raised with her powers in the environment she grew up in, she would have done the same thing. But if what they wanted was true, then it was peace for all of them, which meant they shouldn't attack people on the streets. "Let them be angry at us, but we shouldn't retaliate. That would only cement their beliefs."

Leighton kept her mouth shut with Max though, knowing the boy was probably still facing guilt. In the tunnels, Max had tried to conjure lights for them, instead of producing snowglobes with quite the colorful scene in them. Ana pinched the bridge of her nose. She fought off anything she might have said. The boy was gifted. She had to admit that. But he was untrained. And he was an idiot. He would kill someone soon if they were not careful and she bet dollars to donuts it would be Leighton on the receiving end, albeit unwillingly.

Leighton began to giggle and then shortly a full-on laugh. She took a deep breath but continued to laugh. She tried to contain it, but she giggled as she spoke. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh. I think it's the stress of it all finally getting to me, just...look at the snowglobes!" She chuckled again before she calmed herself down. "Sorry, I'm ok. This is a lot to take in."

Ana merely kept walking. She was irked Polaris wasn't saying anything. She didn't want to be the bad guy all the time, especially in situations like this where it was clear that things were going wrong. She also was not looking forward to seeing Jinx and the Three-in-One again. She imagined they were not her biggest fans, though she did not care.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Pandora Quill

Location: Wichita, Kansas - Maleficent's Lair
Skills: N/A

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A tracking spell. Yeah, that just figured. "So were those your men that came to my apartment or Merlin's?" She hazard a guess that it was one of the two. If she was being tracked by both of them through magic, it stood to reason they knew where she lived and had tried to grab her. The question then was: would it have been willingly or through force?

And that was why she didn't fully trust her mother. There were too many unknowns and too many questions that needed to be answered but not asked. This was all becoming a bit too much. So much had happened in a span of less than a day. She never much believed in coincidences and she wasn't about to start either.

"Who are the others? More fairy tale creature's children? Start from the beginning. Where did we come from? Why did they want us to leave? I don't want the black and white version of it, I want your events. Your opinion."

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: The Flying Ship
Skills: N/A

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Mona was not impressed easily. Hell, even when she came to the camp she wasn't impressed so much as in disbelief. The flying ship itself was massive and seemed to be prepared for anything that could be thrown their way. Which, she assumed, would be flying monsters. Would there be other flying ships like pirate battles? Who would attack them? If there was Camp Jupiter, were there other camps with other children of gods. And if so, would they be friends or foes?

Still, it mattered little at the moment. She was on a flying ship bent for somewhere else. She didn't know what she would be doing onboard, so long as it wasn't swabbing the deck or whatever. They had powers, after all, surely there was a way to clean the ship easier than sweeping or mopping. "A tour would be nice, yeah." It would familiarize herself with the ship, see where she could stop and rest a bit perhaps or find a place to be alone for a minute to collect herself and her racing thoughts.

And she wanted to see the weapons. There HAD to be weapons onboard.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Georgina Locke

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Location: Compartment 3
Magic: N/A

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Georgina's mind was wandering all over the place. If there were Aurors now on board, it stood to reason they were here for the escaped Death Eaters. Oh if only she could point them at Paige or Merula or any of them. That would nicely tidy up some things. She wondered if she knew any of them also. Her father was a pretty high-ranking and well-known Auror and she met many in her time. She also met many after his death. Paying their respects. Seeing that they were taken care of and provided for. Georgina didn't want their pity, their well-wishes, or their kind offerings to take her on a trip or to offer her a dinner with the family.

She wanted them to find her father's killer.

And since they hadn't, she had deemed it her mission to do just that. "I doubt they were on board already when we left. They are hardly inconspicuous and I doubt they polyjuiced their way here. I think they stopped the train. Which means there may be Death Eaters on board." She tried to hide her glee at that thought, all things considered, but it was hard. "I'm trying to listen for them, but I do not hear much. They are probably making their way through the cars." She creaked the door open slightly, enouh to poke her head out. She glanced both ways, where she saw general outlines of adults. That had to be them!

"I see them, they are down towards the other compartments," she said as she came back in the compartment and closed the door.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

Location: Galactus' Ship (Team 1)
Skills: Precognition

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As they walked, Allison tried for a vision. She was getting better at recalling them when she wanted. In it, she struggled to see it clearly. It was as if someone or something was trying to prevent her from seeing it. But in it, she saw the Silver Surfer. He reacted to something and sent an energy blast, but she could not see who it was directed to. It was better than nothing, she supposed. "So, vision check. I think someone is preventing me from seeing a whole lot. Could be the Surfer himself. Anyway, dude reacts negatively to someone and sends an energy blast at them, though I do not know who. So be on guard."

Allison glanced around the room, spotting the mean-looking aliens from before as well as recognizing the room. Something clicked. "So why are all these alien species on board this ship? Do they serve Galactus? Or is he keeping them as trophies for his conquered and devoured planets?" It served to reason that there were many different species on board. If they were trophies, did Galactus plan to take humans on board to serve him?

Guin's joke made her feel somewhat better though as she gave a light chuckle. "Book him for your bachelorette party maybe."

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Sara Grey

Location: Galactus' Ship (Team 3)
Skills: N/A

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Sara kneeled down to be on almost the same level as the little tree people as they poked her. They seemed harmless, though that didn't mean they weren't deadly. Still, they were beyond adorable. "They are so cute! And I think their vocab is limited in our sense, but perhaps they are speaking volumes in theirs. Too bad we don't have translators in these suits. I'm curious about what they are saying."

Sara was tentative about the offering to Neil, but she didn't figure these beings as enemies. "Groot? Sara." She pointed at herself. "We are trying to help our planet and need to continue going forward. Is that all right?" She didn't know if they understood her, though it seemed they kind of did, at least a bit. If matters of the Earth being destroyed weren't present, she'd be content to hang out with them a bit longer. This was far better than the giant gorilla jerk.

The Uncanny X-Babies - Concluded

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Belladonna

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Location: Unknown
Skills: N/A

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Bella hated this situation with every passing minute, but it seemed there was little choice. If they wanted to be out of this predicament, they would need to help this Longshot fellow. It seemed a few of them recognized the name, at least. And if he was an associate of the X-men, it likely proved to be in their favor, though Bella wasn't dumb enough to automatically assume that all X-men, past or present, were allies. Far from it.

"We have little choice and no time, so I suggest we help." She glanced at Watts, wondering if he liked this as much as she did. And she was bothered at wanting his approval, even slightly. She shook it off and chalked it up to her child's body. "So we take down this thing and we go forward. Shouldn't be difficult." She unsheathed her weapons and prepared herself for a fight. She really wanted to hit something now.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie and Tempest Renroir

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Location: The Quinjet -> Inside the Palace
Skills: N/A

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Tempest didn't really appreciate being thrust into the spotlight as the healer, especially in this instance. "Well....no. Can't do any necromancy. Not that I have tried! Pinky promise! But I seem to be able to heal the symptoms of the sickness. Alleviate pain, but I can't mend a broken heart. Would that I could." She tried sympathy with the queen, though the queen's words sparked something in Tempest.

They sure as hell sparked something in Tinley.

"As one of the inhumans who have undergone terrigenesis, your view is warped, though I can sympathize. We can stand here and judge each other's actions until we all get hoarse, but it won't get us anywhere. You took it upon yourself to save your own people, even if it meant others, innocent lives, were destroyed. Let's call that what it is: manslaughter. And now you ask us to take care of this problem to clear the mists away. I pity you, your highness, or whatever title you wish to be addressed. We'll do what you ask and I have your word."

Tinley didn't specifically say it, but it was heavily implied. You fuck with her team, you fuck with her. And people who fuck with her wind up dead. Or worse.

Tempest cleared her throat. "So, any other information on Thanos and the Black Order we need to know?" She felt like they were being sent on a suicide mission, which was par for the course once you thought about it. Still, they would try. She glanced at Oliver, worried the guy was still reeling from his mistake and knowing full well that the brunt of all they had been told was about to weigh heavily on all their shoulders. Especially Tinley.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks and Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: Shaw Industries - The Training Room -> Outside Shaw Industries
Skills Morality Manipulation (Ana), Ice Manipulation (Leighton)

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Leighton stood up, brushing herself off. "I'm fine. Let's get going." She said it a little harsher than intended, but if she was going to go along with this she needed to be stronger. Better. Polaris' words, while hard, were true. She couldn't trust anyone really. She trusted Max, but who else did she have? She trusted Erg before and now he was gone. She couldn't even trust her own family and that was a bitter pill she'd have to swallow soon if she had any hope of surviving.

Ana merely smirked at Max's words. "Say what you will, little worm, but I barely had anything to do with that. It's surprising how some people, with just a little push, show their true colors. It's almost like I'm not needed. But I'm sure the both of you will figure that out eventually." With that, both Leighton and Ana went on the elevator and down to the alleyway.

Once there, Leighton heard someone call out to them, the term "mutie scum" almost slipped past her. Protestors on the street began coming towards them. Polaris turned on her heel and before Leighton could stop her, she picked up the grate and flung it at the man, knocking him to the ground. "We don't need to fight to confirm their fears!" Ana merely shook her head. "As I said, a simple push." With that said, Ana entered the minds of two of the protestors, shifting their morals around. Once out, they began fighting the others. "That'll stall them, but not for long."

Leighton ran forward, forming an ice blockade to fill the alleyway. It would be hard to cross and, hopefully, they would be well enough away when it dissipated. "That will stop them. Let's get going before it melts." She walked towards the opened grate, waiting for the others, especially Polaris, to go in first. She would not see them continue to fight humans. If she wanted Genosha to succeed, it meant that humans would not be intentionally harmed also, even if they threw around curses and insults.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Georgina Locke

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Location: Compartment 3
Magic: N/A

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She was reminded that not only would the Celestial Ball be a thing, but she would also be playing Quidditch. She had a full caseload for sure. The practice would no doubt start up soon and she was determined to make sure Hufflepuff has a fighting chance of winning the cup. "That would be rad! Let me know if you need help with it." Georgina always liked helping. It might seem pushy to some, but she would rather ensure that the person got what they needed done.

She waved Mary's concern aside. "Honestly? I'm just glad it wasn't worse. I'm sure the others out there are in for more than you, but if that is not the case, let me know. I'll be there with you when you talk to Professor Flitwick." Soon, talk sprang up on the theme for the Ball (Halloween) and what they were most looking forward to. "Halloween would be such a fun idea! I'm sure everyone will be on board with it. As for what I am looking forward to? Defense Against the Dark Arts, of course. Have to brush up there a bit. I've been slacking this past summer."

Before she could continue on, the train lurched to a halt. Georgina steadied herself as the announcement sounded. Aurors on board? What could....and then she remembered. The escaped Death Eaters! Were the Aurors on board in search of them? "Aurors on board? This I have to see." She remained in the compartment, but slid closer to the door to see if she could hear anything.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Pandora Quill

Location: Wichita, Kansas - Motel -> Maleficent's Lair
Skills: N/A

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As Pandora held her mother's hand, the two were transported elsewhere. If Pandora didn't believe her mother had magic before, this basically confirmed it. It was a nice high rise apartment. Nicer than her own, which bugged her for some reason. Then again, she could have opted for higher if she wanted to. "Nice place. Are we in Kansas anymore?" she asked nonchalantly. She figured they had to be if Maleficent was looking for her.

As for what she wanted? She wanted to get started on magic training. I wanted more information on where she came from. What her mother did. What made Merlin want to take her away. But that would all come soon. "Why now? I guess that's as good a place to start as any. Why have you come now? And how did you find me exactly? I know you have magic and shit, but there's gotta be more. Is there a tracking device in me, because if so I want it out now."