Morose

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Hotel Valhalla
Skills: N/A

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At Klara's harsh words, Runa burst into tears. She hadn't done anything to anger Klara, she knew that deep down, but her mind was feeding her insecurities and fears. It didn't help that Klara called them all stupid and reckless, declaring she didn't care if they died. Runa's tears were silent and she was still hiding her face from her, not wanting one of her closest friends to see how hurt she was - she knew the others probably saw her as weak and fragile, and she didn't want them to. She could handle things by herself.

Runa's eyes widened as Loki appeared in front of the group, singled her out, and waved. She didn't know how to respond or react to that. She had seen Loki before in the Hotel, but she had assumed that they wouldn't be seeing him again for a while. It was a magic hotel, couldn't they have added some sort of special warding or spells or something prevent him from coming back here? But even as she thought it, Runa realized it wouldn't have done much good. Loki was the trickster god for a reason - he would always find a way. She didn't know why he had revealed the door in the wall to them - it didn't make any sense that he would want to help them. It had to be some sort of trick, right?

The door opened and Runa's jaw dropped in horror. She could hardly comprehend what she was seeing. Why was Loki doing this? Why put the missing Einherjar inside of those machines? Why show them the bloodied body of the attacker? "What... why are you doing this?" she squeaked out. She bit her lip, tears still streaming down her face from the huge influx of chaotic emotions, as Runa played the game with trembling hands, freeing four people.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Arena
Skills: N/A

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Leda hadn't noticed the fighting going on, largely because she had been focused on finding snacks for the kids and the singing around the campfire was rather noisy. She perked up ever so slightly at that. It wasn't that Leda was happy drama was going on - okay, well, maybe she was a little bit happy. Breaking up a fight (or just full on participating in one) was going to be way more fun than singing some songs anyways. And it would be a good warm up for her before the quest. Her fingers were just itching for a good fight. She spotted Jason taking part in the action, which didn't surprise her - the kids of Ares were always trigger happy.

Arthur decided to put a dark spin on the conversation - trying to determine who was going to take care of Chocolate during the quest. "Right behind ya, luv," Leda said, before heading off after Kiera towards the scene. Jace was there and something clearly had come over him, as he knocked Kiera to the ground. Smoke would've been coming out of Leda's ears if they were in a cartoon and Jace was lucky that one of the gingers seemingly put him to sleep. Leda reached into her bag, pulling out an ambrosia square, and she offered it to Kiera. "I'll kill the wanker next time," she promised.

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Senate Tent -> Arena
Skills: N/A

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Nancy just smirked ever so slightly at Madalyne's question as to whether or not she was a vampire. If she survived long enough to join the Hunt, she at least would have the immortality in common with the creatures of the night. However, she pulled a face as Mads admitted she'd be entertained by hearing the Greeks sing. "I'd rather stick a lit candle in my ear," Nancy countered. Her father was the god of music, but that didn't mean Nancy enjoyed hearing a bunch of out of tune children screaming campfire songs on the eve before a horrific quest was set to begin. At least a second later, Mads seemed to have retracted her statement, now thankfully calling the songs annoying.

She did raise an eyebrow as Niah mentioned she was saving that information for consideration. Niah hadn't put her name forward for being praetor, she had suggested someone else - and now she was thinking about how to deliver punishments? Maybe she was more interested in one day having the job than Nancy had initially realized. They left the senate tent and made their way to the arena, and Nancy snorted slightly, taking in the scene. Something had definitely happened. "Radical," she said with an eye roll.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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Megan had to bite her tongue to keep herself from laughing at the revelation that Jack's mother was Belle, the princess famous for Stockholm Syndrome and bestiality. She knew that she ought to have more sympathy for Belle, hearing what she had gone through, but it was still a little difficult to separate the real person from the animated character. She was thinking about someone singing a song about how dull her hometown was, not an actual person who seemed to be a victim of human trafficking. Megan then turned her head quickly, hearing the same shouting that Sierra did. Hook's men had spotted Hansel - and Megan's opinion of Hansel's capabilities was dropping rapidly.

Fortunately, Jack's mother saw a solution - a boat that they could drop down into to escape. The other option was to fight a bunch of pirates. As epic as that would have been, they were vastly outnumbered and Jack was more liable to hurt himself than anyone else with his sword. "Get down, quickly. I'll hold them off if needed," Megan said, drawing her sword and more or less guarding the escape route for the others. Once everyone else got onto the boat, she'd head down and get on too.

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: July 31st, 2021 - 5:40 AM

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Veil

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Location: House of M Ruins
Skills: Invisible Energy Manipulation

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Elixir blushed ever so slightly, an odd appearance with his golden skin, as he went to work healing Miranda, getting her back to full strength. "Everything feel good?" Elixir asked - he was pretty sure he got everything that was wrong with her, but he liked to confirm just in case.

"Whoever it was that messed with my mind, they will not live to regret it," Magneto vowed. His helmet blocked out psychic powers and influence, but it wasn't infallible. His defenses could be manipulated, especially if the source wasn't something psychic - it then occurred to him that it must have not been a psychic power that overwhelmed him. But then, what was it?

A strange green glow then appeared in Veil's eyes. To her, she was trapped inside of her worst nightmare - zombies. Everyone around her had suddenly turned into decaying, man eating beasts. She didn't have a lot of practice with shutting out illusions like Moneta did, so Veil did what anyone in a zombie nightmare would do with her powers - she turned herself invisible. She then threw up a force field around herself, preventing anyone from coming near or touching her. She was panicking, trying to figure out what to do - should she kill the zombies? Or hope for a cure?

A similar experience would happen to Jack, only for him, he would see himself surrounded by fire as the island burned.

"Veil, t'es d'accord?" Aurora said, asking Veil if she was alright. Veil had vanished from view and had shouted about something behind Magneto, but she couldn't see it. No one else could.

"This place is giving me the creeps," Elixir then admitted, as the rubble started to shift, before exploding upwards as someone flew out from underneath it with shocking green hair.

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Casper & Sunshine

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Location: Hellfire Manor
Skills: Mediumship

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Selene strutted through the portal Max had conjured, Pixie fluttering along after them. When she arrived, Selene's eyes seemed to light up with delight at the ghoulish assembly of ghosts. Her eyes flickered towards Casper, restrained by Max's chains and surrounded by a circle of salt. He was limp but his body had a concentrated blue glow to it, his powers wildly out of control even though he was not conscious. "Why have I not met this young man properly? So much potential wasted in a male though," she mused.

Two others caught Selene's attention - a girl with dark hair like her own and Selene smiled ever so slightly. The other was a young child, doing a feeble attempt at banishment. "My dear, do allow me to give you a demonstration - and what is the saying these days? Use every part of the animal?" Selene then opened her mouth, using her powers to create the illusion of fangs, and she began to feast on the ghosts. With each bite, a ghost would turn into dust that Selene would practically inhale. However, even then Selene was hardly making a dent in the numbers - the room was crowded, overflowing basically with blue spirits.

Pixie was fluttering around the room, stabbing at the ghosts with her souldagger, dispelling them slowly one by one - but again, in the grand scheme of things, she was hardly making a dent. It was like with each ghost they took care of, two more appeared to take their place.

Soon after Echo appeared and began his assault on Serafina, Sunshine and the others would also make their way down. Sunshine's eyes widened, looking at the haunted spectacle. "Oh Hades...." she cursed softly. She had no idea how to fight ghosts. Her heart ached for a moment, thinking of Magik - Magik would've known. She could see James and Casper, both in chains. There was a silver woman, surrounded by ghosts - Sunshine didn't recognize her, so she assumed she was the enemy. She started moving in that direction with Marrow, only to see a horrific sight. The ghosts had swarmed the woman, each grabbing hold, and then pulling until her limbs gave out. They ripped her apart.

"How are we supposed to fight ghosts?!" Marrow shouted.

The ghosts weren't stopping with Serafina either. Some of them were clawing at James' eyes and his eyes hardened into steel to stop them. Ben was busy doing his best to defend Casper, his tentacles throwing ghosts away from his incapacitated bestie as best as he could. "Casper's powers are out of control, we need to find a way to stop him!" Ben exclaimed for the newcomers.

"But he's already unconscious!" Pixie cried.

One ghost was tugging at Zarina's sword, trying to steal it from her. Two ghosts had grabbed Andy by the hair and were dragging her up into the air, now at least ten feet off the ground. Echo would find he could speak again. Max was the other person targeted by the ghosts, as one ghost grabbed for his throat, attempting to strangle him.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: Nearing Baldur's Hall
Skills: N/A

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Runa sighed slightly. Her brother wasn't usually this ill tempered. He was a judge, dedicated to ensuring justice and fairness whenever possible - not a fighter. "Brother, please, be at peace," she urged him. "I see the value in Midgardians that I do in any sentient race - we may be gods, but they bleed and feel just as we do." Her words rang with truth. She knew there were those on Asgard who thought they were better than other beings by virtue of their godhood, believing in supremacist notions. Yet as far as Runa was concerned, the main difference between them and the Midgardians was lifespan, and even then, Asgardians would still die one day. They were not truly immortal.

She then turned to Marygold, knowing that she had to stop the fighting on this end. "Marygold, I understand you are defending the honor of Midgard, but there is no need. My brother was merely mistaken." Her eyes then flashed to Forseti, giving him a silent warning. She still had every intention on helping him get out of this mess, but she didn't want to have him belittle her friends in the process. The people of Midgard had treated her with far more kindness than those on Asgard had. Even those she loved on Asgard did little more than just stand by and watch the way she was cruelly treated by the other Asgardians.

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Guin Stark

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Location: the Palace -> Nearing Baldur's Hall
Skills: Telepathy

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"What the fuck, Bethany? Why'd you throw a rock at me? I don't show up and throw rocks at your astral form!"] Guin complained, more than a little bit annoyed. It hadn't hurt or anything, but it definitely had felt weird - as if a gust of wind in the shape of a rock had hit her in the stomach. She made a mental note to change all of Bethany's passwords as soon as they got back to Earth. That would make them even. She then had one of the most bizarre experiences of her life, as she watched Edus place his hands over her. She wasn't able to focus too much on it, though, as Pietro's words were buzzing into her head rapidly.

If I knew, I would have said! Guin protested. She had no idea how this had happened to her. It was probably some magic bullshit. She hated magic. Unlike science and engineering, she couldn't figure out magic from logical principles - it was like the universe had decided to just let some people selectively achieve glitches. Even the rituals didn't make sense - why would mumbling some sentence in Latin cause things to happen? What if Latin had never been invented? Would another language trigger the magic or would it just never happen?

"If this didn't work, I'm giving you a bad review on Yelp," Guin warned Edus, before walking back into her body. To her relief, she opened her eyes and she could see - she could hear, all of her senses had been restored to her. "Thank god, that fucking sucked." It hadn't lasted very long, but in Guin's opinion, it had already been long enough. Before she could make more quips though, a green light flashed and the next thing she knew, they were standing in some sort of meadow with Runa, Mary, and... some dude?

Guin did a quick mental scan, figuring she might as well put her telepathy to good use, and she made a face as if she had smelled something rotten. She then opened up a mental group chat with her other X-Men members, connecting all of their minds together so they could talk freely: "Gross, that guy I think is Runa's brother and his mind is messed up. Like he's giving me Anakin Skywalker about to kill the younglings vibes."

"Forseti, these are the rest of my companions. Friends, this is my brother, Forseti, God of Justice and Retribution," Runa introduced. "Are you all alright?" she asked.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Andromedai

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EARTH 257 - 10:20 AM Nov. 13th, 2021 - Metro, the Iron

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"That's more like it," Hayward commented, seeing how everyone had more or less stood down. "Let's wrap this up, boys." She then twirled a finger and the remaining members of the Iron Legion fired a series of darts, each member of the Secret Warriors getting hit by one, and the next thing they would know, darkness had claimed them as they fell unconscious.

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EARTH 257 - 4:00 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - S.W.O.R.D. HQ, the Iron

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Interrogation Room A1 - Oliver, Niah, Bonnie, Celestine -

It was difficult to tell how much time had passed. When Bonnie opened her eyes, the world looked like it was swirling in front of her, the faces of her companions almost entirely distorted. She was a bit shocked to see that Celestine wasn't in her armor. In fact, no one was in the clothing they had on earlier - they were all dressed in bright orange prison garb. The main difference from traditional prison wear was that they all had collars clamped around their throats, with soft glowing red lights.

Bonnie then realized that she was seated, handcuffed to a long, pristine table in front of her. The table glowed softly, like it was some sort of touch screen - a gigantic iPad made into furniture. "What happened?" Bonnie asked softly, her ears ringing slightly. "Is everyone okay?" Her mind was groggy, but she knew the answer to her first question before she even asked it. They had lost. They had been captured. The odds of them apprehending Doom and Luminous were growing ever smaller by the minute. How long had they been here?

Suddenly, then, she had an influx of memories, as something rewrote her mind. Her head was pounding ever so slightly as the memories played through her head. She was at her private school in the Iron, learning that her parents had been killed in a terrorist attack committed by the X-Men. They had died screaming, pleading, begging for their lives. She was an orphan now, a ward of the state. But... how could that be true? How could she remember that? She had talked to her parents on the phone last week and they were fine - but she could remember so clearly seeing their bodies at the funeral, crying as she was taken to the state home for wayward girls.

Interrogation Room B9 - Sparky, Cass, Amelia -

"Crikey... I feel like I had one too many..." Amelia murmured, as she came to. Strangely, she felt incredibly heavy - as if someone had increased the pull gravity held on her. It took her a moment to come to the startling realization that she hadn't felt like this since before the entire terrigen bomb thing, where she had been reborn as an inhuman. She instantly started to stand up, only to realize she was handcuffed to the table and her feet - as if by some weird precaution - had additional weights strapped to them. Around her neck was an odd collar and she was wearing a ghastly orange jumpsuit.

Sparky still had Niah's leg inside of her, keeping her alive.

Amelia blinked and some of her memories were rewritten too. Rather than teenage years spent in Australia, she suddenly remembered growing up in the Blue. She had perfect recall of just showing up to school on days that suited her, goofing off and flying her plane erratically on days that she didn't. She had never felt so free, not even needing a license in order to fly. She remembered emerging from her cocoon after exposing herself to terrigen mist and finding she could fly unaided, soaring high through the sky. Amelia's eyes were shining as she recalled it all, she didn't care that it didn't make sense with the rest of what she knew, all she cared about was the feeling of what it was like to soar through the air under her own inhuman power.

Interrogation Room Z11 - Matt, Maria, Raynor, Flynn -

Raynor's eyes snapped open. His mouth felt swollen and numb, probably due to the paralytic that the Iron Legion had given him. He quickly whipped his head around, trying to find Sparky in the room, and he didn't know if he should be relieved or not that she was gone. Maybe she had escaped. That would've been for the best - he shuddered to think about what the Iron Legion and SWORD would do to her, they had to know who she really was by now...

"COME IN HERE AND FACE ME LIKE A FUCKING MAN!" Raynor shouted, certain that their jailers were hiding just out of sight. He was struggling against the handcuffs and the chains, only to suddenly be zapped from an electric discharge from the power dampening collar, forcing him to stop - at least for the moment. His eyes narrowed spotting Matt next to him. "When we get out of here, we're fighting. Be ready for that." He fully wanted to pummel Matt for firing that stray bullet that had nearly killed Sparky. But that would have to wait. He struggled again against his bonds, receiving another shock.

What If?

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Jade Cornish

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The inside of the city was more or less what she had expected - and the very opposite of what New York City had once been. Jade had gone to NYC a few times back in the day, when it was still a functioning environment. The lack of life on the once bustling streets gave it an apocalyptic aura. She could have sworn she felt a slight magnetic tingle in the air, as if even the metal most buildings were constructed from had decided to side with Magneto. Suddenly, three people - a woman and two men - appeared out of nowhere. Jade's mind instantly went into overdrive, pulling every possible bit of information from them.

The woman - a teleporter, she'd appeared out of nowhere. The first man - the scythe was connected to his arms, he had some tech augmentations, and a sort of energy surrounded his weapon. The second man - there was something ominous under the coils on his body, he had the face of a demon, and a familial resemblance to the teleporting X-Man Nightcrawler. Jade gripped her angel blade firmly, but she didn't make a move to attack. There were teleporters in this group. It would be pointless for her to charge - easier for her to respond with a quick strike to their movements. "Amazing, you can see with your eyes and make coherent statements, I'm half proud of you," Jade mouthed off, speaking to Fatale. "And who are your friends supposed to be - value brand Nightcrawler and Colossus?"

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Guinevere Stark

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Guin was a little bit relieved to hear the loud crash, largely because she didn't want to be smelling eau de corpse much longer - it was such a nauseating smell, one that she hoped to never again experience. "Amazing," Guin said, stepping out of the noxious room and back into the main area. The stairs thankfully weren't too hard to locate and she walked on up, doing her best not to be too noisy, as they had no idea who was upstairs exactly. There was then the sound of a large blast and the building began to shake, cracks forming in the walls and the supports. Guin clutched the railing of the stairs to avoid falling, her heart pounding a bit from the sense of fear and danger. They had to move fast. They didn't have much time.

When she reached the top of the stairs, Guin froze. She could see a bunch of people huddled in a corner, shaking in fear. And right in front of them, thankfully with his back turned to her, was Sabretooth. She remembered him from the day at the Power Plant - her heart clenched. It had been one of the last days she had seen her father. It wasn't too long after that... that he had died. She shut her eyes for a moment, trying to hold back her tears - sometimes, it was so raw as if it had just happened minutes ago. She opened her eyes again, waiting for Lance and Carolina to catch up before doing anything, figuring that her or Carolina could more or less possess Sabretooth if Lance could run interference.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Hotel Valhalla
Skills: N/A

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"I'm fine," Runa told Nadia - it was the truth. She was no longer confined inside of that small cramped space and already, her nerves were beginning to calm. She wasn't entirely anxiety and fear free, due to the situation that they were in, but her knees weren't trembling and she didn't feel like she was about to collapse. She glanced at Klara as Klara emerged from the elevator, noting that Klara looked a little bit angry, and Runa's mind instantly suggested that Klara was angry at her. She had no reason for the thought, it wasn't bound in logic or reason, but Runa couldn't shake it all the same and she quickly looked away.

Dalisay took the lead, finding a trail of blood and identifying the door that the killer had gone through. Despite telling Nadia she was fine, Runa's stomach flip flopped in anticipation. Runa waited a moment for those more keen on searching to head on, before joining the others, more or less making up the rear of the group. She didn't really know what she was doing, she was just a kid, she'd never tried to find a murderer before.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Arena
Skills: N/A

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Leda raised an eyebrow, genuinely confused where the dog had come from, although it was probably just someone's pet. Arthur was pretty quick to claim the dog and Leda glanced around, looking for any sign of an owner, but she didn't see anyone. "Oh, duh!" Leda exclaimed. She could have kicked herself. It wasn't a dog at all - it was a hellhound puppy. And those came from one place. It was probably some sort of present for Arthur (or Andy, maybe Zeus was into hellhound puppers these days). "The pupper's a hellhound - they're from the Underworld and they can shadow travel. I'm guessing Hades may've sent it on up to you? That or the little fella's just lost."

The puppy was adorable and Leda let the pupper sniff her hand, before giving the dog a quick pet. "Think it's been a minute, lovelies, so what are ya naming it?" she asked. It was honestly her favorite thing to do with animals - coming up with a name. You could name an animal just about anything, making animal names vastly superior to people names. There was a similar rule for weapons - case in point, no one would name a person Ultraviolet, but it was a perfect name for her weapon. Mostly though, Leda was just glad that the dog seemed to be distracting Andy and Arthur a bit - the two of them were really going through it.

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Senate Tent
Skills: N/A

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Nancy forced herself to smile and laugh at Mads' joke, even if she didn't feel it. She knew that Mads was trying to make them feel better about this situation, but that wasn't right - Mads was the one who apparently was fated to die, Niah and Nancy weren't. They didn't have a death prophecy hanging over their heads. They should have been the ones comforting her. "I have always wanted some of your blood," Nancy tried to joke, hoping to lighten some of the tension Mads had to be feeling.

She didn't really care that the Greeks had been waiting for a while. The Greeks probably hadn't even noticed. From what Nancy could tell, the Greeks didn't have a god in charge of punctuality, instead favoring chaos and disorganization. It was baffling to her that any Greek demigods made it to adulthood, when their entire system seemed to revolve around crossing their fingers and hoping for the best. "Walk sounds great. And fuck the Greeks, they can wait. They probably have fifteen more songs about S'mores to sing anyways."

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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Megan's shaking hands brushed the armor and suddenly, it wasn't there anymore. She blinked, stunned by the sudden act of magic. The crate was empty save for a single ring bearing King Arthur's crest. She had seen a lot of magic so far, but it was still shocking to see such a violation of the laws of physics. But somehow, she knew that the armor had merely just transformed into the ring and she picked it up, expecting it to be impossibly heavy, but it wasn't. She paused for a moment, feeling like a child taking something that didn't belong to them as she slid the ring onto her left ring finger. It fit perfectly, as if it had been meant for her.

"We should take them with us," Megan decided, trying to refocus her mind and bury those troubling emotions. She raised an eyebrow at Jack's sword. Of course he had found a flaming sword. She didn't even know why she was really surprised at all. This was classic Jack, just casually holding a flaming sword as Belle from Beauty in the Beast claimed to recognize him and embraced him. "Old babysitter?" Megan guessed, not sure how exactly Belle could have known Jack otherwise. "You might want to put that fire out, it'll draw attention, brother dear."