Pundii

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

Harry Walsh

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Location: Gheit el Idda

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Harry took the key from Aziza gently, starting into the building and towards the stairs when he stopped, noticing the two soldiers approaching them. Harry gave them both curt nods, seeing they were in British uniforms, letting Aziza do the talking as he watched them move off and out of the building. Turning his gaze toward Aziza, he nodded, scratching at his chin for a moment. "He certainly seems to appreciate you." Harry agreed with a nod. He had taken the Lord Major as one of the better sort of officers he'd encountered in his military time, and this further soldified that, the Lord Major was willing to go to efforts to ensure people were safe outside of his direct jurisdiction and orders. The fact that it was Aziza just made Harry doubly pleased.

Moving up the stairs slowly with Aziza, he paused as they reached the door. Glancing back over his shoulder towards her, he gave her a nod and held a finger to his lips, reaching over his shoulder as he unslung the rifle resting there, shifting the stock into his elbow as he let his hands shift over the weapon in the usual grip he'd taken, assuming the usual stance he had for such an action as if he had never put the weapon down. It was something that was hard to forget. Harry took a few cautious steps towards the door, weapon held at the ready as he gently nudged it further open with the barrel, keeping his finger just off the trigger to avoid any accidental discharge as he moved inside, keeping it ready. His eyes drifted over the ransacked interior, mattresses and cushions torn up, trunks tossed with clothing spread everywhere, furniture flipped and tossed about. In simple words, the room was a mess, but at least there didn't seem to be anyone there but them at that moment. "God's Blood..." Harry exclaimed as he looked around, slinging the rifle again as he looked back to Aziza. "I'm sorry."

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William Drake

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Location: The Egyptian Museum

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William sighed as he made his way back up the stairs from the archives, only pausing when the delivery man made his way over towards him. Giving the man a quick nod of thanks, William grabbed the promised pay, slipping iti nto his hands and watching as the delivery man shifted back off outside the museum again. Wandering down the hall back towards Vera's office, he ran in his mind what he should say when he got there, no doubt expecting some kind of expletive, or at the very least a sharp glare at his entrance. He would be firm but polite, and explain exactly what he was doing, if that was to be an issue, then he'd deal with it, but William had plans and work of his own to do, and he'd not be robbed of it because Vera was simply too naive to understand her own affections.

He knocked twice before he opened the door, and everything he had prepared in his mind disappeared in a blue when he set his eyes on the flowers, having not quite expected that many. He fought down a flush of red to his cheeks, but couldn't help the slightest hint of it as embarrassment took him for a moment, he turned his gaze towards Vera, clearing his throat. "Apologies." Was all he could muster, not finding any better words as he gave a brief nod to the other ladies in the room, making his way as quickly as he could, while making as little distraction as he could, past them and towards the library.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Darren Andrews

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Location: Coventry Circus Grounds, Main Tent
Interacting With: Everyone in the Circus Tent, Aloise Zamora @Morose

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Darren had never encountered a mullo. In fact, he had never heard of one in his years of hunting. He knew vampires, they were simple and common enough, so too did he know the stranger variants of some creatures, even pagan gods were at least vaguely things Darren had some idea of. However, a mullo was definitely something he had no clue about - and so as people shouted weaknesses and ways of fighting the creature, he was somewhat appreciative, even if he was slightly unequipped.

Regardless, the fact that a creature had now revealed itself and was clearly hostile, Darren almost felt relaxed, able to quickly forget and forgive the previous issues as he now was focused on taking down the creature in question, taking a mental note of what he had with him. He had his gun, along with salt rounds, he did have a few iron bullets which would ideally do something to it, not having his car with him, along with all of its particularly useful tools, was a pain, but he'd make do. Reaching into his jacket, he grabbed his handgun and a magazine, loading it as he took careful aim towards the Mullo, waiting for everyone to be clear of his fire before he took three cautiously-aimed shots towards the creature.

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James Murphy

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Location: Coventry Circus Grounds
Interacting With: Everyone in the Circus Tent

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As James had been attempting to gather himself, the new threat was - more than anything - an incentive for him to get it together and get back into the game. By no means were things okay in James' mind, and he still hadn't quite had the time to absorb all this new information as much as he wanted to, but James understood well enough that when a threat arose he did not have the time to linger on thoughts and desires of preparation, he needed to act.

He listened as everyone around tried to explain how this creature could be defeated. Iron, steel, both seemed fair enough, Decapitation and burning, yes, that would work for most things, he figured. Hawthorn. Hawthorn? That was the bit that didn't really make sense to James, but he forced the thought from his mind at that point, figuring the likelihood that anyone would have anything along those lines unlikely as he took a few steps further away from the Mullo, choosing to stay near people as he watched the creature, unsure of what to do.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

I forgot to actually hit "edit reply" on my last post to say I was exhausted about to pass out - working on my post now, though.

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

Working on a post now

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

I'll be posting once I get home later tonight, but definitely, don't wait for me if you are wanting to before then.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Ideally, I should be able to get a post together tomorrow. ^^

Silver Falls

@Morose

Day 7! You've still got a fair few hours to get a post together, though!

Silver Falls

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@Mike73@Nallore@FantasyChic@Morose@Zoey White@S0up

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The Lumber Mill: From first glance, the Lumber Mill seems almost completely abandoned, the road leading up to it is almost abandoned, only two cars sit immediately outside, a red Mustang, pristine and empty, and a white pick-up, the passenger door open, blood covering the seat and trailing out towards the door Alice made her way towards. There is no answer to the knock, and the front door does not seem locked, though it is blocked from something behind it. Moving around the exterior of the fence, Marianna would find a gruesome sight - in the main field of the Lumber Yard, bodies are strewn everywhere, tools in their hands and bodies as if they had been used as weapons. However, little more can be ascertained from where she is, she'd need to get closer.

Outside the Community Center: The car park gets progressively quiet as the majority of people who had come to the meeting climb into their cars and head home. Only two things of particular note can be picked up by Whitney and Felicia as they stand outside speaking. A faint smell akin to rotten eggs seems to be coming from somewhere nearby, and a number of suited men are crowded around a black Escalade, seeming to be keeping watch. They're certainly not residents and seem to be some of the men who had recently shown up in town, wandering the streets at night and keeping to themselves. They weren't in the meeting itself, so it's curious why they are there.

The Streets of Silver Falls: Jennifer's initial drive towards home would be slow, with the number of cars making their way back towards the town of Silver Falls, traffic is inevitably a problem. After a slight delay, she manages to get back into the streets proper, a lot of the town seems to be heading to P&W's Diner for lunch, with only a few continuing on home. Whichever way Jennifer chooses to go, she manages to get there without any problems... For now.

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Donald Baker

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Location: Silver Falls Community Center

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Sighing as he moved backstage, Donald had a few words with the Sherrif over the incident that had occurred at the Lumbermill, and had been about to make his way there when he caught the sound of a rapping against the wall to his right. Turning around, he found himself facing the woman, no, the girl, who had spoken up and rather dramatically introduced herself as Lucy Taylor's best friend. He gave her a curious look, tucking his hands into his pockets briefly as he listened to her speak, thinking over what she said for a moment, and forcing himself not to make a snide remark as she yet again introduced herself as Lucy's 'bestie'. Donald watched her for a few moments, taking in what he could of her attitude, she definitely had that kind of popular, bitch-queen attitude he had seen in many girls his age. He found it strange in all honesty, it was something he had not expected to find in this small, country town.

'I guess it's not as different as I thought.' Donald's thoughts mused, his hand reaching into his jacket as he pulled from it a small, black notebook and a pen, the man clearing his throat as he watched her. "Yes, I suppose I do." Donald briefly cast a glance over Scarlett's shoulder towards the man who came into the hall as well, pausing and leaning against the wall. He noted that he'd seen the man in the meeting, but that he had not spoken up, and seemed relatively content to remain silent to the back. He figured perhaps the man was more the type to be asking questions in private, rather than the public setting that came with the meeting.

Turning his attention back towards Scarlett, he cleared his throat and glanced back down to his notebook, ready to jot down her responses to his questions. "Could I have your name, age, and how you knew the deceased, first off?" He paused for a moment, then quickly cut her off before she might have a chance to respond. "I mean, how you met Lucy, I understand you were... 'besties.'" He gave Scarlett a few moments to answer the question, jotting down the basic information before he got further into the heart of the matter. "Can you tell me when you last saw Lucy? How had she been acting recently, anything strange? Had she been meeting with, or seeing anyone new?"

Silver Falls

Update will be coming tonight once I'm home from work.

Silver Falls

@Mike73

Just giving you a heads up, your post is on day 6.