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Niah Bautista





Location: The Auguries
Skills: N/A



Niah winced as Alexandria held a dagger at Nancy. She supposed that was family business. They could hold daggers at each other if they wanted. As long as Alexandria wasn't holding it at her. Thankfully the dagger was sheathed. Madalyne retrieved a stuffed bunny for Alexandria who proceeded to do her thing. With surprisingly little complaint.

"Thank you." Niah said. And nodded in agreement with Nancy's request. "Do you know which fauns? Or is this an ask around till we find a sufficiently guilty-looking one?" Niah disliked the fauns. They were, in her opinion, nearly useless. She didn't even understand why they kept them around New Rome. At least give them a task. Now one was guilty of stealing an important gem from camp.


Mary Winthrop




Location: Compartment 3
Magic: Charms



"Get Georgina." Mary hissed at Artie, sparing a glance for Apollo who sat on the floor. She was concerned about him and would check up on him, after doing something incredibly stupid. In an action that was the exact opposite of what was wise she stepped out into the hall. A unicorn Patronus flying passed her, she made a mental note to compliment whoever had cast it later. She figured that was from someone down the train trying to help, which she hoped would help the right side and not the death eater.

Mary putting everything she thought she could summon into it cast Salvio hexia placing it in the hallway between where cabin one and three met. There wasn't much of cabin one left, and Mary hoped and prayed (despite her hatred of the practice) that everyone who had been there had escaped. The magic felt strong a true and she trusted it to hold.

Her heart was pounding in her throat with fear. She saw the unmoving body of the Auror on the ground. And knew that Georgina had to have witnessed that. Her poor dear friend. Mary wasn't going to stay in the hall though. She ducked into the room and looked to Apollo. He looked messed up. What in the world had he done? Mary considered slapping him but went for a more gentle touch first. "Apollo?" She asked in just above a whisper. "What is wrong?"



Matthew Moss


Location: Cardiff castle
Skills: Jack-of-all-trades (guns), weapon specialization (handguns), weapon proficiency





Again with the arguing. This group of people could barely stand each other. They were supposed to be a team. He could understand Flynn's frustrations though. Tinley's first plan did suck. At least once she had more information she was able to do more than come up with a wing-it plan. Matt could understand where both of them were coming from. But also as one of the newest members of the team it didn't feel right to be trying to keep them from yelling at each other. At least they hadn't gone to blows, that seemed to be a Raynor special.

Then a distraction showed up via a bright light. Matt winced, closing his eyes until it was safe to look again. There were five really nasty looking guys standing before them now. They declared themselves part of Thanos' army. That made things easy. Matt agreed with Cass's assessment about who looked the most like a threat. He drew his handgun and shooting him. The bullet bounced off of the guy.

Matt winced. That was a terrifying prospect. He lined up his shot of the guy's eye as Maria had. The bullet penetrated and destroyed the guy's other eye. Blood was pouring out. Matt tried to aim another shot for the same eye but it went wide.
@Framing A Moose Conditional acceptance, once you've finished fixing the two things requested per message in Discord you make move her over. <3 I'll make a logo for her tomorrow. Too tired tonight.


Andy


Location: The ship [Galley -> Topdeck]





Andy had never been west of the Mississippi. She didn't even know how to spell Mississippi. There were a lot of s's and i's and p's and one M, that's all she knew. Landing in Nevada would be interesting. But they would still have a way to go after that. Would they continue to fly, or go on foot from there? Andy didn't get a chance to ask any further questions as music started blasting from outside the ship. She wasn't certain where, but Lauryn was running up the stairs to the top deck. Andy followed quickly in step behind her, pulling her dagger from its charm on her bracelet.

On the top deck, she found a spot somewhat clear of other demi-gods and stabbed the weird bird things that seemed to be attacking the ship. It poofed into dust. Andy had already learned this meant the monster was dead. She nodded proud of herself and turned to blast a spark of lightning as best she could. Another bird dusted. She grinned. This was much better than last fight with monsters. She let another blast go and two more birds dusted.

She looked and spotted both her brother, who was running back below deck, and Arthur. "Are you okay?" She asked Arthur. He looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Well, whatever he wanted...he must have gotten here. He never landed." Sumi seemed okay with that. The group now stood on what must be the edge of the world. "We have to get out there. That's where you said the tangle was." Sumi said pointing out into the void. She stared out where there was nothing but space and fog. This wasn't like the top of the castle. How were they supposed to progress?

She turned to the others. "Any ideas?" Sumi was out of them. There was one idea tingling at the back of her brain. It was a nonsense one, of course, if the others didn't have a good idea then she'd try hers. It wasn't like she could permanently die.

Christopher shrugged. "There aren't any bones around here. I can't make them dance."

Kade stared at the void not saying anything.


Time: Unknown
Location: Unknown








Maybe it was a rumble in the ship, or maybe whatever drugs that had been pumped into the twelve sleeping individuals wore off at the same time. They all woke up. Clad in simple cotton clothing reminiscent of hospital scrubs. They all found themselves in almost completely bare rooms. There was no sign of life but their own, and they had no memory of who they were except their name. It was the one thing they could cling to.

Psychology tells us anger is a secondary emotion. There is another emotion that is the source of that anger. Even if it is confusion or helplessness. Both were felt by the twelve people. They were alone in their room and scared.





Location: Room 2
Skill: N/A




Tessa started awake. Fear gripping her deep in her stomach. Something was very wrong. For a few moments, she wasn't entirely certain what it was that was wrong, but when she opened her eyes it became glaringly obvious. The room she was in was cold steel and white. She was certain that wasn't her style, which meant this wasn't her room.

Tessa frowned. What did her room look like? She closed her eyes again trying to bring it up. There was nothing. She dug around, trying to come up with something, anything that would give her an idea of how she got here. Or, who she was. She knew her name was Tessa. That felt right and obvious, but that was the only thing she could make stick.

The terror she had been feeling grew and twisted. It took her several minutes to gather her wits about herself. She spoke to the empty room, "Hello?" hoping it would draw attention to her. Maybe, someone was waiting for her to wake up, and once she had they'd explain she had been in an accident and that's why she couldn't remember anything.

When nothing responded Tessa decided to explore the room. Maybe there was a note. A quick glance told her there wasn't much in the small room. It was only a little over seven feet in either width or length. The ceiling, which looked like it might be a solid piece of metal except for the center of it where a vent pushed cool air into the room.

Tessa then spent what felt like thirty minutes searching the room. There was little of interest, in either the bedroom or the small bathroom attached at the back of the room. She was getting frustrated with the lack of information.





Location: Room 10
Skill: N/A




Luke woke up with a start. He checked his arms for any IV drips. He didn't remember going to sleep, so the fear of having got hit by something and was now in a hospital was legitimate. But this didn't look like any hospital he had ever seen before. Normally the patients weren't in the scrubs either. There was no IV, there were no machines at all. This was... a lot of things. Terrifying was specifically sharp in his mind as he realized he didn't even know why he knew about hospitals. He searched what he knew and he wasn't a doctor. His name was Luke and he was a hemophiliac.

That explained the fear of being on an IV, but not where he was or why. He paced the room a bit. Examining it carefully. There wasn't anything of interest that stood out to him. The room was basic, a cookie-cutter room. The only thing that felt special was a swimmer's cap he found in a drawer of the nightstand. His name was written in Sharpe on the inside of it, reinforcing that it was important. He rubbed his finger over the letters. He wasn't certain whose handwriting it was. Was it his own? Or had someone important to him writing it? Someone he couldn't remember the face or name of.

Anger burst through his other emotions. Someone had taken that from him. Someone had left him alone in a room with no idea what was going on. Someone was going to pay.

"Let me the hell out of here!" He started yelling. Surely whoever had done this to him was watching and listening. They had to be. They wouldn't just leave him here, would they?
@BlueSky44 Approved, please move her over
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