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Sylvia Maeve

Location: Diner
Skills: N/A


Mab was startled as Rose came up to talk to them, being totally absorbed in thought. Quickly folding up the letter, and throwing it into their purse, they blinked for a few moments, trying to come up with words to say. "I don't-" They started, about to explain that they didn't, in fact, own a cat. Shaking their head, they restarted. "I just got a letter is all, and it's upsetting." They didn't want to say too much, as the reasons for their concern would be no doubt confusing to Rose. After a moment, they drained their cup of tea, before nodding, "And more tea would be very very nice."

Clearing their throat for a moment, they continued to say, "When you get off work, if um." They struggled for a moment, not normally liking to be dependent on people like this, but this was something they honestly didn't think they had the strength to do alone. "If you're free, I gotta go to Oak Park. Would you mind joining me?" They asked in a tone they didn't often use. It was soft, vulnerable. This entire thing had thrown them off in a serious way. "And um... Yeah food sounds really good too," they said, trying to drag their mood back up, "Just the usual, french toast and bacon." A morning like this deserved comfort food, and that was exactly what they were going to throw into their body.
Arthur Stanford






Location:Barrier -> Dining Pavilion



Arthur brightened up at getting the okay from Andy, strolling along next to her on the way to the dining pavilion. As for his half sister's invitation, he gave a nod, "That sounds good to me, after that attack, I think it might be a good idea." Now that he knew that even this place wasn't totally safe, that lit a fire under him to do whatever he could to make sure he could stay alive. Particularly, he might double back and get his dagger after eating, thinking he may as well sharpen up his skills with that.

As for Andy's question, though it wasn't directed at him, he was happy to say that he actually knew a thing or two about this. Burying himself in the Greek mythos afforded him a bit of knowledge, and it just so happened that that overlayed with the fabled god of sleep. He looked over to Andy, and remarked, "He's the God of Sleep, and more powerful than that sounds. According to legend, he knocked out Zeus to deliver a message to Poseidon during the Trojan War." That felt like a weird sentence to say out loud, talking about the gods as real people, and legends as historical events, but nevertheless, that was apparently fact.


Sylvia Maeve

Location: Diner
Skills: N/A


Mab was shook, to say the least. As they sipped on a lukewarm cup of breakfast tea, Mab's eyes kept glancing down at their bag, the letter sitting on their mind like a weight that couldn't be lifted. To a normal person, it's contents would be exciting, or at the very worst anger inducing, but to them? It provoked almost a sense of fear. Mab's name, their real name was on that letter, ans to the best of Mab's knowledge, those syllables had never so much as crossed their own lips. It was, therefore, confounded to them as to how whoever wrote this to them knew Mab's name.

Upon deeper reflection, if the author had been watching them since they were little, maybe they knew Mab's name from their parents. But if that was true, maybe the one thing that Mab had held onto wasn't as important as they thought; the thing that kept Mab's parent's in their mind a fantasy that lacked real substance. That was a possibility that Mab refused to entertain. Their only option, then, was to go where the letter told them, and get the answers Mab needed. Rose, they hoped, would be going with them. This wouldn't be something they'd want to go through alone, and with Rose being the closed thing they had to a friend, they figured that this was precisely what friends were fore.
Arthur Stanford






Location:Barrier



As the last of the monsters perished, Arthur looked over to his half sister. "I didn't think to bring my dagger with me to lunch." He explained. Why would he have? Maybe it was commonplace around here to be armed at any given moment, but he hadn't picked up that habit. He thought that this was a safe place, so even with the looming threat of monsters, he didn't expect them to appear randomly. That being said, now that he'd been through this, he would be keeping it on him; This encounter taught him that.

With that in mind, he considered that he should learn how to get better with his knife, or at least some type of weapon. Summoning his skeletons was great and all, but a weapon might be a more reliable way of defending himself. Approaching Andy, he smiled over to her, "You seem to be getting a handle on things," he said kindly. He too, hadn't yet had a chance to eat much and continue to ask, "Would any of you mind if I joined you all back at the pavilion? I still need to finish eating as well." He mainly asked for Andy's sake, sure, they'd said they were okay, but that didn't mean they totally were.



Oh boy this'll be something.


Arthur Stanford






Location:Dining Pavilion



Arthur was not surprised that Desdemona would decide to check things about, which perhaps was part of the reason he asked. For all the things he knew about her, she did not seem like the type of person to shy away from danger, in any circumstance. Getting up and following after her, he nodded at her affirmation. Getting ready to fight monsters for the first time left him feeling uneasy inside, though he was not one to make that apparent. Monsters were, by there very nature, something that invoked fear, and given that these ones specifically wanted to eat him, and were real, it was only natural that he wasn't excited to charge in to face them.

As they neared the barrier, Arthur had already come up with a way to help out, so as Mona as how they could help, he decided to put his training to real use. Sticking a hand out, he tried to rend some skeletons from their earthy tombs, but something in him wasn't feeling it. Maybe it was the fear of facing the monsters, or just him still getting used to his powers, nothing rose to help. Clearing his throat, he tried to nonchalantly fold his hands back behind himself, "Yes, is there anywhere we can grab weapons from to assist in that?" he asked.
Arthur Stanford






Location:Dining Pavilion



Arthur blinked as Aster blew the two of them a kiss. He certainly was an animated individual, much more open than himself. Unsure of the proper way of responding to such a gesture, he simply nodded back to him after a brief second. The news of monsters showing up at camp was a much more pressing matter. Though, he didn't know if he wanted to check that out. He could defend himself a bit better now, sure, but he also felt a level of apprehension. A pit in his stomach at going to see things that would actually want him dead. He felt safe at camp, but his first run in with them left him scarred.

He looked over to Mona, gauging her interest in heading over. If one thing was for certain, it was that he wouldn't be going without somebody he trusted. "If that's the case, um... do you wanna go and see if we can help?" He voice was less confident than usual, obvious that he wasn't eager by any means. He couldn't just stand by if people were needed to help, but frankly, he was looking for an excuse not to go. As dense as this week had been, it'd still only been a week, and as in control as he tried to be, he was still only twelve.


Bartholomew Rosecliff


Location:PE Fade Between
Skills: N/A

A flicker of hope was in Bartholmew's eyes as Kyra confirmed to him that the Emendator she'd met could have been Eve. It wasn't certain for sure, but still, it was something. He was a bit surprised that the places here had names. Was there some kind of established power in this place? Was that whatever Justice was? Some kind of ruler of wherever this was? In any case, a six day walk would be a lot to do, but they had literally nothing else to do. He was concerned about her knowledge of the Destruere though, naming them as soul eaters. If she'd know them long enough to have a name like that for them, he considered that she might know a lot about this place.

At Gio's comment he centered himself, taking a moment to do as he was told, and take a breath. Going off the handle and battering the new people with questions wouldn't be a good way to make friends, and the last thing they needed right now was dissonance between them. Survive and establish a home base, preferably with the other Paradoxes and Emendators, were the number one goals. If they were all thinking as he was, wherever they were, he hoped that they'd all be moving towards each other, which could hopefully cut down on the amount of time it would take for them all to congregate.
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