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@Asuras Since it's not first come first serve, do you have a date we'd need to have character sheets in by? Also, are there laws in the Dark City? I was thinking about making a character whose magic revolves around magically enforcing existing laws, contracts, and promises.
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There aren't reservations, nor is there a limit to how many can take any one Aspect type. Can double up, triple up, any choice is fine.


Got it - can I reserve a general spot? Or is it first come, first serve? It's likely gonna be a few days before I can post a CS, maybe a week.
Hey! Would love to join up with y'all, though it's going to take me a bit to create a character sheet, especially since I have a deadline due Sunday night. Could I by chance reserve the Complexity Aspect?


Waverley Watts


Location: School
Skills:



"I got ahold of her before I bumped into you. She dipped out early; girl always had good instincts," Waverley explained. She took the woman's hand - Kaitlyn, she introduced herself as - and shook it, committing her name to memory. The group made their way outside, Waverley stepping up to walk beside Kaitlyn once they were all out. As the cop approached, Waverley flinched, falling back slightly, letting Kaitlyn answer the officer's question. Her shoulders tensed, though, as he turned his attention to her - exactly what she didn't want to happen. She took a deep breath, stepping out from behind Kaitlyn, avoiding eye contact.

"I'm fine," she replied curtly, literally biting her tongue to keep herself from saying anything else. Her history with the police was less than stellar, and her personal punk philosophies usually put her in opposition with them. She managed to keep quiet for a good few beats, though she probably looked shiftier than was safe; avoiding eye contact, stiff as a board. After a moment, she asked, "Heard gunshots earlier - did any of the kids get hurt?"
Introducing Nelly Hacke, fortune teller's assistant! Her backstory might be a little sloppy in terms of writing since I did most of it all in one go last night, but it hits all the important points.

Let me know if I need to change anything - I'm going to add some inspo refs later, but for now, her description will have to do.




Waverley Watts


Location: School
Skills: Perception



Waverley winced as the stranger tossed her chair at the sick student, causing him to fall to the ground. She didn't say anything - there was reason to be scared. Whatever was happening, there was a violence to it. She'd picked up that much from the police broadcasts. Still, she hadn't seen any of it with her own eyes, and she couldn't help but feel sympathy for the sick student as they shambled back onto their feet. Waveley followed the stranger, heading towards front of the school. Waverley brought up the rear, so the children were sandwiched protected from front and back.

The memory of the gunshots outside resurfaced in Waverley's mind, prompting her to tilt her head slightly, listening out for anything out of the ordinary. She could still hear the bustle of a crowd outside, but the commotion had lessened since they'd entered. The gunshots had gone quiet too - which was particularly relieving for Waverley. She let out a sigh, turning her gaze forward, past the kids to the stranger leading their little group.

"I'm Waverley, by the way. Waverley Watts," Waverley introduced herself - since things had calmed down, it seemed like as good a time as any. It probably wouldn't be a bad idea for her to explain why she was at the school. "My sister goes here - Riley. Kinda short, kind of a genius, kinda smug about it."


Waverley Watts


Location: School
Skills: Morale Boosting



Waverley was just as intent on helping the kids as Kaitlyn seemed to be, but she wasn't sure provoking the ill student was a great idea. She was about to voice this opinion, only for the stranger to slip into the room and begin screaming at the sick kid. Waverley wasn't opposed to winging it - in fact, it tended to be her primary strategy for most problems. As such, she didn't hesitate when the stranger made her move, instead ducking down, quickly looping around the side of their little fortress opposite to that of the kids' shambling peer. She pushed a pair of the desks apart, making an opening for the pair to slip out of.

"Come on - there are some paramedics outside; we can get you to them," Waverley promised, reaching her arms out to the kids. As soon as she had their hands in hers, she helped them out of their little barricade, guiding them out of the classroom. Once they were out, she turned back to the stranger, putting herself between the kids and the sick student still inside. Her eyes fixed onto the stranger. "I got 'em! Come on!"


Waverley Watts


Location: School
Skills: N/A



Waverley turned her attention to the younger of the two women, her lips parting to answer the question. No words immediately came out from them, though; it was a bit hard to explain, after all, that Waverley was neither teacher nor student, just some rando who came to this school on a hunch. Then, the other began to them down the hallway. Her companion followed immediately. Waverley hesitated - the alternatives were few. If she didn't follow her only other option was the cop on the loose outside, or the creepy teacher. One last look at him, and Waverley quickly caught up with the others.

"Neither," Waverley finally answered as she fell in behind Kaitlyn. She seemed disinterested in explaining why she was there, instead trying to put together a semi-clear understanding of what was going on. "Whatever's happening, I think it's happening all over Manhattan. The cops have been all over the place, trying to tackle something I don't think they understand."

Waverley tensed up as an ear-piercing scream wrung out. Waverley kept pace with Kaitlyn, speeding to see who the cause was, and help them if at all possible. When the pair arrived at the source, they found a pair of students defending themselves with a makeshift barricade in hopes that it'd stop the one that held that sickly pallor the teacher had had. She tensed up, not entirely sure of what she could do to help.

"Hey, kid, uh," she called out, her attention on the seemingly sick student. Her eyes were cautiously fixed on the kid, her foot scooting backwards. "There are some ambulances outside - maybe there's someone who can help out there?" It was not Waverley's predisposition to be afraid of the ill, but even she couldn't stop a feeling of creeping fear from crawling up her back. It was a fear that caused her to step back, nervously preparing to stumble back if necessary.
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