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The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

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Harry Walsh

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Location: Grand Continental Hotel

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Hurrying down the stairs after Aziza, Harry let out something of a breath of relief as she actually stopped, seeing her as she leaned against the banister. He slowed down, closing the distance between them as he watched her, lips curling into a frown as he saw those tears running down her cheeks. Everything and anything that she had said before, about her husband or anything of the sort didn't matter to Harry at that point, he wasn't looking for an explanation, if Aziza saw fit to share the story with him, she would in time, he wouldn't push her for it. All he wished to know was that she would be alright.

He glanced over to the others passing by them for a moment before he turned back to her, watching as she kneeled down and shaking his head. "There's nothing to apologise for." He assured her quietly, moving to sit beside her as he looked over at her. Hearing the next words came out of her mouth reminded him of far too many men he'd comforted before, and even himself, fear was something he was used to, it was a poison he'd seen run through the veins of all sorts of people, men, women, children, he knew what it did, and after so many years witnessing it he was still not even remotely sure of how to deal with it. All he could do was his best. Sighing softly, he moved to place an arm around her, pulling her closer to him as he sat with her. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you Aziza... I promise you that."

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Liam Matthews

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Location: Coventry Horrors, Seventh Floor
Interacting With: Aloise Zamora, ??? @Morose

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Looking up as Keenan came on down, Liam just crossed his arms over his chest as he waited for Aloise to come down, letting the others poke at the tunnel in the wardrobe. Liam had made it clear that he had no desire to even really go near the thing, and he intended to stick to his guns, there was no good which could come from it, and it'd take a hell of a motivation to convince him to go through it. He was pleased as well that Aloise seemed to be of the same mind as him, hearing her advise against going near, or even touching the tunnel until they understood more, he nodded. That's when he got the kick in the nuts.

That's what the visions felt like anyway, at this point, when he was much more used to them, they tended to just make him feel nauseous, or strange, and generally were a great nuisance of some kind. He remained relatively calm as the visions flashed before his eyes, trying to take note of everything in it, the figure, the chains, the filing cabinets, everything. Though his attention was somewhat stolen as he heard the voice. /That/ was new. He glanced around, choosing at least for now to say nothing, he certainly didn't think the voice was directed at him, more a by-product of the vision, there was the one word that drew his attention - Kumakatok. He made a mental note to speak to Aloise about it, preferably when what they were dealing with right then was behind them.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Sorry for the delay friends! Post coming now.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

Harry Walsh

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Location: Grand Continental Hotel

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Harry raised an eyebrow at the reporter's comments, he had thought of it himself, being able to continue his own book would have been nice, but he had no intention to actually ask about it. He supposed perhaps that the man's journalistic spirit insisted upon him asking such a question. He didn't comment regarding it however, but did take note of Aziza's rather odd reaction to the man's comments. He saw how she seemed to get distracted, concerned, and then suddenly spoke up in such a frantic and panicked manner.

As she moved to take off, he reached out as if to stop her but she had already slipped away from his grasp and been halted by the Lord-Captain who stood by the door. It was disheartening to see Aziza so panicked and afraid, momentarily his thoughts drifted back to the barracks, he wondered if to her he'd seemed in a near-identical situation when plagued with his memories. It was a thought he pushed aside for now, focused on the present as he listened to her speak to the Lord-Captain, and Peter's response in kind. Harry nodded, moving a step or two closer. "No word will get out, you'll be fine, Aziza..." He assured her with a reassuring smile, but it seems she would not have it.

He didn't need to hear Peter's comment before he began to move, seeing as Aziza took off, Harry quickly pushed by and took off after her, even had he not felt so obliged to keep her safe, he felt he couldn't rightly abandon the woman to her fate as he ran after her, hoping to catch up once she had stopped or at the very least slowed down. "Aziza, wait!" He called out, hoping at the very least that she would stop to speak to him whilst they were away from the others.

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The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Liam Matthews

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Location: Coventry Horrors, Seventh Floor
Interacting With: Aloise Zamora @Morose

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Remaining where he was, Liam sighed as he listened to Sera, unable to stifle a soft chuckle at her reply as he waited for Aloise and the agent to return from where they were in the attic. As Eudora opened up the wardrobe, Liam raised an eyebrow and stepped away from it. Stepping around the wardrobe to stand behind the two ladies, Liam raised an eyebrow as he peered inside, seeing the deep tunnel. The feeling he got in his gut reminded him far too well of the sorts of feelings he'd gotten in bad situations before, the kind of situations which tended to escalate to whole new levels of 'I don't want to deal with this'. If there was one thing that Liam knew for sure, it was that he wasn't touching the damn thing.

He was about to speak up and recommend the others do the same, when Eudora seemed to get a little too excited, shoving Sera into the tunnel before she jumped into it herself. Liam stood there for a moment, perhaps just gobsmacked at what exactly had just happened, before he began to gather himself again, sighing as he reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Aloise, Sera and the witch just jumped into Alice's hole to wonderland, and unless i'm gettin' paid for this I ain't following." It was a lie, inevitably he was confident Aloise would want to investigate, meaning as stubborn as he might've acted against going into the hole, or even having anything to do with it, Liam knew full well he was likely to be dragged into it.

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Harry Walsh

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Location: Grand Continental Hotel

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For the majority of the conversation, Harry was content in his position as a fly on the wall, hands tucked neatly behind his back as he stood alongside Aziza. Considering the presence of the Lord-Major, and just how engaged his night had been, he half felt the instinct to button up his jacket properly and fall into formation downstairs. But that was a life long behind him, a life he was glad to have long behind him. As dramatic and even military as some of the night had been, he was only there through circumstance, and to ensure Aziza's safety throughout the night. However, as the Lord-Major continued to speak, Harry thought it abundantly clear that his 'duties' as-they-were were far from over, he would have a great deal ahead of him still before 'safety' could really be achieved not just for Aziza, but for himself at this point.

Hearing Aziza speak up, he turned his gaze toward her, shaking his head at her comment. "I don't mind at all, I simply would wish for you to be wherever it is you are going to be most comfortable, and safest of course." He assured her politely with a smile, watching her closely for a few moments as he noticed the pink tint to her cheeks. He hadn't spotted it before, and wondered now if perhaps she had been wearing more blush than he previously assumed, or had, for some reason or another, applied some while he was gone. The thought quickly left his mind as a result of not caring enough and he turned to Peter then, giving another firm nod. The barracks would be both a welcome haven and a test for the Sergeant's resolve, at the very least he wished he could have brought his type-writer, the experience could've made interesting writing.

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Putting a post together now.

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