Natsu

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Streets of New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene gave her an odd look, "Pretty similar circumstances actually." Surprise evident in her voice. "I got so sick about a month ago, I couldn't even keep working, I went to the hospital." She said. Now that, was interesting, and she thought about this as she kept walking. She wasn't sure how something like that could happen, at worst something malicious might be going on, but hell if she could speculate on it, "Let's grab a bit then... Pizza sound good?" She asked, not waiting for an answer, as they came upon a small Pizza shop on the corner.

Once she stepped in, she realized what a pair the two of them must look like. She was drenched from the weather, and Emmie looked (and was) homeless. She hoped that they would still be served, but hey, money was money right? And hey, it was New York, so if this didn't work out, they'd just go somewhere else. Now, Adalene had no intent on eating, but she hated the idea of being mistreated, and that's why she had no problem leaving at the first sight of anything close to that.. She looked to Emmie once they were inside, waiting for her to confirm that this was, in fact alright.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Streets of New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene gave a sigh of relief as Emmie came into view, and waved at her. "Thank god you're real." She said, and nodded at Emmie's assessment of her watery disposition. "Oh really? I didn't notice." She said, rolling her eyes. "Alright, we can head back to my place, or get something to eat, my treat." She offered. She personally wanted to change into some nice clothes as soon as possible, but she wanted Emmie to like her. Having a friend who could teleport would not only be useful, but the more people with powers that owed her favors, the better. In any case, she started to lead Emmie back the way they came.

As Adalene walked, she did quietly ask Emmie, "So, how long have you known about your power?" She figured, given that it was New York, she could say virtually anything and people wouldn't give her the time of day, but this might be a thing to exercise caution on something as sensitive as this. She took an opportunity to take a good look at Emmie at this point, and grimaced when she wasn't looking right at her. Homelessness hadn't treated her well. Adalene figured she might be able to get her some better clothes, but again, she figured it wasn't that evil to steal from corporations that could more than pay for it. Walmart was kind of exploitative, so she figured serving that back to them wasn't a great moral evil.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Room 207 -> Study (Room 102) -> Room 207
Skills: N/a

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Bartholomew's eyes cracked open, and he burrowed his head deeper into his pillow. "Mmmmmhhh" He groaned. A part of him had really hoped that he'd wake up back in Justice, but alas, he was where he fell asleep. He exhaled, "'Bout what I expected." He murmured dejectedly into the pillowcase, which was of course, less than sympathetic. It was at this point, he realized, that he'd proven himself unable to get a full nights rest, as it was still clearly dark outside, and he still felt exhausted. He sat up on his bed, and shook his head. He just couldn't get his mind to calm down. Information overload, too much in his head, and he needed to just... address it some how. He huffed and crossed his arms, and he settled on an action plan.

A few minutes later, he was dressed and out the door, and heading straight to the study. He figured, given that he had a massive amount of new information to sort out, the very best thing he could do would be to organize it, by hand. Where he might have previously started typing up notes and spreadsheets, here he'd be forced to engage in more archaic methods: Good old pen and paper! He stepped into the room, and found himself a place to sit, a piece of paper, and a pen, and got to writing. He started with the most important people he could think of, The Emendators. He wrote down their name, title, any powers he was aware of, and various observations he'd made about them. He knew the least about Nancy out of any of them, so that told him who to talk to next at least.

From there, he went onto The Paradoxes, he knew a lot less about most of them, but he wrote what he could. He wrote "Soulless???" and circled it under Alexandra, along with notes about what he'd learned about the undead land some of the paradoxes came from, and carved out a section for Vile Au Camp. Lastly, he marked out a section for the Destruere, but realized he knew practically nothing about them. He wrote "Invisible" and "Evil?" But besides that, he was out of things to write. He read over it a few times, and nodded, folding it neatly and placing it into his pocket. He leaned back in the chair, and made a mental note to ask The Hat for a journal, deciding he'd be keeping up notes of this fashion. He exhaled, feeling a bit more relaxed and better about himself now. He slowly rose out of his chair, and headed back up to his room. As soon as he could, he snuggled back onto his bed, and was finally able to actually get to sleep.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Streets of New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene made mental note of the restaurants as she passed them. She didn't like the idea of spending money where it wasn't strictly necessary, but it's be a good way to get her and Emmie out of the rain. She didn't really need to eat, having already had some lunch, so she could justify the cost of it was just Emmie eating. She sighed, hating being soaked like this. It was gross, and the fact that she could easily remedy the situation only made her frustration worse. It was a real testament to her self control. She trudged on, thinking to herself that Emmie better show up or so help her god, she'd go out and find her. She didn't like her schedule being disrupted like this, being drenched, or spending money she didn't need to. Granted, this was her fault, being the one to suggest they meet up during a veritable monsoon.

Adalene turned a corner, and shot under an outdoor facade she was lucky enough to see extended down the street. She took the opportunity to try to roll off as much as much water as possible. That wouldn't be much, of course, but it was something goddamn it. Adalene slowed her pace, letting herself bask in the moment of relief she'd found. She ran her hands through her hair, wringing out some of the water that'd found it's way in. She shook her head, this was the first time'd she'd ever gotten caught in the rain, and she definitely be checking the weather before leaving the apartment for a solid month after this ordeal. She was about halfway down the block, and this had served so far as a nice little reprieve for herself. She shook her head, and picked up her pace back up.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville Au Camp, Oak Tree -> Room 207
Skills: N/a

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Bart gave a surprised look at Sophia, "Jesus..." He said, shaking his head in disbelief. "I wouldn't have even thought that was possible... Granted, today's changed my perception of that quite a bit but..." He trailed off, considering what kind of mechanisms governed something like that. The human body was so complex, that something could reanimate it in any form sounded crazy. A part of him wondered if, given his newfound ability, he could fix those affected by such a plague. He did, however, realize that without further experimentation, any wondering was just relatively pointless. Bartholomew started to think of the context for which such experiments would have to take place, and shivered a bit. He'd either need to hurt himself, which he didn't at all like the taste of, or he'd need to wait for people to get hurt and need help. The latter, to him, was obviously the better choice, though he would keep a look out for potential alternatives.

Bart gave a shrug at Andromeda's question, "Normal I guess?" He said, unsure of really how to describe it, "No Walking Dead, no "Soulless"" He said, his eyes looking over to Alexandra as she walked away. "Computers, movies, skyscrapers." He said, "Life wasn't that bad, on average at least." He said. That was his perspective on things anyway. Life was the best it'd ever been at any other point in his timeline. There were problems, of course, poverty and crime, but that was just... part of life. At least the way he saw it. "I guess I should count myself as lucky. I don't quite think I could of made it in your world." He shook his head, and watched as Nancy and Gil started to lead the kids out. With that, he assumed, it was time to finally go to bed. He was accustomed to staying up far later into the night, but he needed to pass out right about now, so he turned away from group and, instead of heading to the gate, opted to head right to his room.

He rubbed his eyes, and trudged his way to the house, the prospect of bed making his body finally start to calm itself and give into the exhaustion he had rightly earned by this point. He reached the house, and started up the stairs to his room. He shifted the door open, and closed the door behind him, and quickly realized the Hat had left him without any kind of nightwear. He honestly didn't care at this point, and stripped down to his underwear, collapsed on his bed. He didn't even have the energy to read, as much as he'd like to, especially with the amount of new reads he had to look at. He curled up onto his bed, and just tried to let himself relax and drift off to sleep.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Streets of New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene tried to shield herself as the water unforgivingly covered her. She gave a small yelp, and groaned. She glared at the speedster, yelling out at him, "Asshole!" Before brushing her self as best she could, to little effect. She gave an exhale of frustration, if she wasn't in publish, she could just get her flame on to dry off, but that wasn't feasible, not surrounded by New Yorkers. Then again, in her experience, people were a lot more apathetic than you'd think, hell, you were better off shouting 'fire' than 'help' if you were in trouble. She considered this for a moment, and immediately brushed that rationalization aside, people would ignore things to a point, and she was pretty sure human torching herself was far past that point. Besides, people may end up shouting fire, she thought as she smirked to herself.

She trudged along, just focusing on getting to her destination before the rain got too bad. She picked up her pace, hurrying through the city. She was now really looking forward to a shower, though she considered Emmy may really need one, given the fact that she was homeless. She shook her head, realizing Emmy would also probably really like to be out of the rain and somewhere warm. Well, Adalene was happy to oblige, at least for now. The long term plan was, at this point, figuring out her current predicament, and hopefully getting Emmy out of her rut. Besides that, she wasn't really sure how they'd advance. She gripped her purse a bit closer to her, as she hurried down the street, realizing she might look a bit pathetic as is, and wanted to be ready if anybody choose to take advantage of her because of that.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville Au Camp, Oak Tree
Skills: N/a

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Her... mother? Bart raised an eyebrow surprised as he shook her hand. This confused Bartholomew for a moment, as he reflected on her words. He knew Lady Eve was the one who brought them back to "life", so maybe she was referring to her? He didn't take Evelina as the motherly type, but quickly processed it. She was a Paradox like them, if he understood her meaning properly. He didn't know how to take the whole "mother" metaphor, he certainly wouldn't be thinking of Evelina as such, but to each their own, he supposed. He gave an uncertain smile as Belladonna responded to Faith, and released his hand. "Likewise..." He said, his words hanging for a second, before folding his hands neatly behind his back. She seemed to be an odd one to say the least. He was a little bemused by the hats insistence on saving treats for the kids, noting mentally that he, by far, seemed to be the kindest of the Emendators he's yet been acquainted with.

And there is was again, a mention of "walking dead" He gave a look over towards Sophia. "I'm sorry, about that..." He said, "What exactly is going on with all that? I've heard your timeline described as... What were Lady Eve's words? "Undead infested?"" He said,trying to remember the exact words, and giving Sophia a sideways look, "That's some kind of metaphor right?" He asked, confusion in his eyes. He'd believe if it wasn't at this point, but he wasn't going to start completely throwing away everything he knew about the world in some Descartes-esque fit of madness. He refused to simply roll with the punches to that degree. If they were being serious, as bad as things had sometimes gotten where he came from, nothing was quite as bad as that, so he'd honestly have felt a little relieved to have lived through a time where undead weren't a concern.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Streets of New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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Adalene watched with a kind of indifference that would have seemed impossible yesterday, as Emmie waved and disappeared into thin air. "Madison it is then." She said, and strolled out of her apartment, locking the door behind her. She sighed as she slung her purse over her shoulder, and pulled out her phone to get directions. She typed in the location, and nodded as she familiarized herself with the directions. She slipped her phone into her pocket, and started to walk. She glanced around as she walked, trying to keep her eyes out for anything weird that might happen, this was New York after all, and there was possibly a murderer on the loose. She smiled as she walked through the city, she really did love it here, crazy as it could be.

She turned on a corner, and groaned a bit internally, it was at least another 20 minute walk. Part of her wanted to get a car, but that was an expense she really couldn't afford. She'd never change the path she decided on, but hell, the path of going from a starving artist to a thriving one was not a fun one to say the least. She didn't want to bug her father for money, that'd be demeaning for one, and while her dad put up a front of supporting her, she didn't want to push him in any way. She just sighed as she kept walking, she'd get there one day, she hoped. As for now, she just had to take it day by day, which was getting harder to do as shit like what she was in now continued to pop up.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Ville Au Camp, Garage -> Oak Tree
Skills: Healing (Involuntary)N/a

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Bart looked at Alicia in surprise, seeing the degree to which Alicia's leg had healed, and his face lit up. "You mean, that's not normal for Paradoxes?" He said, excitement in his voice. Of all the powers he could of gotten, he was really thankful it wasn't some kind of head exploding or some kind of touch of death. This was something he could live with, being essentially a white mage. He could genuinely help people with this, though he never wanted to be a doctor, this way he could heal people without needing years of study and practice. That of course, didn't mean he wasn't going to scour the library for as many books on medicine and human biology as possible, but it was certainly still a perk. He wondered if knowing anything about medicine would improve his ability at all, but as is, it seemed to be pretty strong. He took another glance at the wound, impressed by his own work.

He looked back at Gio as he was dismissed, and shrugged. He didn't need to listen to Gio reprimand Alicia. He had literally all the time in the world to bombard Emendators with questions, and Gio either was not in the mood to be bothered by Bart's questions, or was entirely not the person to be questioned. He can't say he hadn't met that type before, he didn't particularly like people like that, but he could understand the very basic tenet of "Don't piss of the leaders of the people you're stuck living with." To Gio, Bart was undoubtedly just a prattling child, which, in all fairness, he practically was compared to him. He gave a happy smile and nod to Alicia, sure that anything Gio could say to her wouldn't particularly phase her. She didn't at all seem the type to get scared easy. He did scratch his head for a second, making a mental note to ask her what exactly had happened in Cairo.

Stepping away from the Garage, he could see several other Paradoxes congregated near the Oak Tree, and headed near them, along with a couple of Emendators, and a woman he didn't recognize. He slowly approached, seeing Alexandra and finding his place near her. He had a certain familiarity with her more than the other Paradoxes at this point, and figured she'd be easiest to talk to, and quickly recognized the pastry that had been handed out as Alexandra demolished her. Twinkies! He'd practically grown up on those, junk food more than commonplace in his childhood home. The were certainly a soft spot for him, still being one of his favorite comfort foods. He gave a look between The Hat and the new woman, and waved, "I don't think we've met yet Miss, I'm Bart." He said, figuring she might be another Emendator, or at least a Paradox like himself. His eyes rested on her, clearly curious about who she might be.

Rise of the Evos

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Adalene Jones

Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: Emmie Adams
Abilities being used: N/A

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"Yeah, I'm right by Tompkins Square Park." Adalene said, the location only being around ten minutes from her place. "If You don't know there well enough to do your thing, Madison Square Garden is about a midway point." She offered. She hadn't been there in awhile anyway. Granted, Krispy Kreme was the least of her priorities, but hell if she wasn't a slut for some good doughnuts. She smiled, waiting for affirmation from Emmie on where she should head out to. "Just let me know what's better for you, and I'll be on my way." She said, resting her back against the front door.

Adalene briefly wondered about how she should, or if she should go after the apparent others like them. On one hand, it was a definite risk to start revealing herself to more people, but on the other hand, there was security in numbers. Especially if those numbers included super powered people under the threat of potential death. She didn't know what she was gonna do with Emmie, since she really couldn't afford to feed and house her long term. She briefly played with the idea of encouraging her to steal for what she needed, since she was pretty sure teleporting would made that trivial for her, but she didn't like the taste of that. Then again, there were a lot of shitty rich people in New York, even if they were powerful, they weren't super powered, and good luck proving in a court of law that she had teleported in and stole something. She really didn't know how she felt about robin hooding, but even so, there were a ton of potential uses for Emmie's powers, so she assumed having her as a friend would be a potentially amazing asset. Thinking of people in that kind of light wasn't necessarily the nicest thing, but it was certainly something to consider.