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The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Post is going to be coming tonight, friends!

Silver Falls

Post is going to be coming tonight, friends!

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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"Her cage was empty?" Of course, Darren did not realize that his original self in this particular timeline was actually in hell as well. The fact that Darren had at any point made the foolish decision of selling his soul was entirely lost upon the man, and any of the specifics of hell, including the fact that time proceeded so rapidly in it, were things that he remained overall oblivious to. Had he known it going in, would he have been so quick to make the deal at the crossroads? Probably, it was just the way he was.

Darren glanced over his shoulder to the Mullo and its battle again, swearing softly under his breath as he saw Olivia injured, turning back to Aloise. She was still his focus in that moment, he was devoted to protecting her, if anything because she seemed to have a hell of a lot better of an understanding of everything than he did, and that was an advantage he didn't particularly fancy giving up at all.

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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 his bullets flew past the mullo and he saw them grazy folly, James swore, cursing both himself and his weapon as he moved to holster it. "Okay god, you win, guns don't kill people, I get it." He grumbled, watching as the Mullo charged for Cecily and fell into the liquid, instead causing harm to Olivia and Milicent as well. He swore under his breath as he saw them injured, and as he heard the call from Fairfax, he turned to see the portal again.

Seeing Seraphina step up to try and get the creatures attention, James swore and moved to assist, standing as close to the portal as he could as he looked over to the mullo, yelling as loud and abnoxiously as he could. "Hey! Hey, you cheap bootleg The Ring knockoff, look at me! Come kick my ass, you hairy little asshole!"

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

Harry Walsh

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Location: Qasr El Nil Barracks: Stables -> Aziza's Quarters

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Harry gave no initial response to Aziza outside of a gentle nod as he allowed her to lace her fingers with his own. He could think of very little as he walked along behind her, allowing her to lead him through the base and up to her quarters. Had he been one of the many soldiers on the base he likely would have considered something untoward was going on, but he could not even consider such thoughts in a humorous manner as he followed along behind her. He had come to Cairo in order to write his story, and yet in this moment now where he might have been able to tell it to someone who would truly listen, he found pause.

There was no reason for him to tell Aziza, she believed it would help him, but he remained unsure of how much it truly would. With the way things had gone, Harry believed it likely that his memories would linger with him forever, that there would be no escaping them regardless of who he told or how he said it, why should he have burdened her with it as well?

As they reached her room, he let his hand slip from hers and watched as she placed down her things. As he watched her and the concern in her eyes, it filled him with warmth, but at the same time, stung. As he saw the concern she had for him he knew he was a burden for her. Though it had not been his intention, and though he knew deep down she would never call him such, he knew he was placing his woes upon her, and it hurt him to think that he had done so. Gently, Harry took her hands, moving to sit as he watched her carefully. "It's hard to think of where I should begin... I guess the war has just never really ended for me." It was almost impossible to explain, Harry just knew he would have to try his best to help her understand.

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William Drake

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Location: The Egyptian Museum

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As he looked over the tomes, William found himself somewhat surprised. Not that the majority seemed to be missing, no, he knew how thorough Vera was, and as such hadn't expected to find much. But her work was quite different to how it usually was, there was much less of a focus on the more complex theories first, and he couldn't help but wonder just how frazzled her mind had been that she had to focus on such basic theories first and foremost.

He had begun to do what he could to commit to memory the work she had done and expand upon it somewhat when he heard the crash in the other room along with Vera's scream. In an instant, William began to move back towards the room to see what the commotion was about when he saw Vera come running in and press herself against him. He was taken aback at first, gently setting his hands on her shoulders as he looked down at her. "It's alright, what's the matter?" He asked, focused on her first and foremost, though he did briefly glance back towards the corner she'd come around, curious and wary as to what startled her.

Silver Falls

@Mike73@Nallore@FantasyChic@Morose@Zoey White

Update is up! As I said before, anyone above day 6 has their counters reset to day 5.

Silver Falls

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@Mike73@Nallore@FantasyChic@Morose@Zoey White

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The Lumber Mill: As Olson and Mariana head back into the Lumber Mill, they can hear another scream and the distinct sounds of a struggle from the blockaded office that Mariana had heard whispers from before. Through the window on the door after a moment or two they would be able to see two figures within, another man with pitch black eyes, and a girl, appearing roughly eighteen. The man has grabbed the girl and hoisted her onto a makeshift cross as she struggles helplessly. At least for now, he seems to not notice the two at the door but is working quickly, as if he anticipates company.

August Street: Lauren just gave a nod to Jennifer's question before she began to drive, sighing seemingly out of some sort of relief as she made her way down the street, glancing over to Jennifer after a moment or two. "Listen, this is going to sound ridiculous, but I need you to trust me - half of the town is possessed by demons." Lauren paused for a moment, as if to allow Jennifer to take in what she had said, before she continued. "Once we get to my house we can prepare, but we need to get prepared to fight them."

Outside the Community Center: As Scarlett asks her second question, the wind blows again. It seems that her rare politeness is working in her favour, as the spirits are still listening. Once more, the pendulum begins to swing in the same clockwise direction, indicating that the assumption of her question was indeed correct. As for whether or not there was any further information to be gained on the identity of the cult, deciphering that through yes/no questions would be difficult...

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Donald Baker

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Location: Silver Falls Community Center

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As the girls ran up towards Donald, the agent had just reached his car, raising an eyebrow as he turned towards the two. He seemed somewhat taken aback as they explained the situation, people had turned up dead at the diner? How had he not already been notified by the police? Almost on cue, he glanced down to the pager on his belt to see a confirmation of what the girls were saying. Sighing, he glanced up to the two girls, he didn't wish to expose them to it all any more than they already had been, but they might have known more than their initial panic let on, and he'd need a statement regardless.

Sighing, he opened the door to his car and glanced over to them. "Climb in, we'll head over so I can get a proper statement from you both, you did the right thing by coming right to me." He encouraged them with a nod. As he got behind the drivers seat and began to take them back to the diner, he regretted the nature of what had happened in Silver Falls. Girls like these two had their worlds turned upside down, but he was still unaware of just how terrible things were.

Arriving at P&W's, there was one police car outside now, along with two officers inside, they were conducting a basic search, and Donald sighed as he got out of the car and turned to the girls. "Alright, I need to ask you girls a few questions. First, did you see anything out of the ordinary when you got here? Anything that we might miss or want to pay attention to?"

Silver Falls

An update will be coming through today, everyone's counters at 6 days or higher will have them reset to 5 days.

Unfortunately as a result of being unable to keep up with the thread @S0up is being dropped from the RP.

(High Casual) An Age Old Feud II

Aedan Merryn

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Location: His Quarters -> Abhainn Ballroom
Interacting With: Me, Myself and I

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It had taken Aedan some time to give the Silabhan guard their orders and ensure they would be able to work well enough alongside the Abhainnians, Aedan only managing to return to his room a couple of hours before the celebration was to begin. Waving off the servants who came bringing dress-wear for the evening, Aedan set about pouring his own bath and readying himself. He still hated the idea of people serving him, especially in matters he still deemed particularly private affairs.

After his bath, Aedan sighed as he sat back in the study chair in his quarters. Staring out the window, Aedan found himself to be looking directly over the training grounds as he watched soldiers train and drill. He wondered if whoever had decided on the rooms had done so deliberately, he figured it was likely, but to what end he was unsure. Perhaps a show of force to stem any 'aggressive tendencies' from the Lion of Sliabh or some kind of mocking gesture, either way, Aedan found himself uncaring.

Aedan sat for some time, staring out onto the training soldiers. In his mind he critiqued and countered every movement they made. He felt a sword in his hand and the weight of armour on his shoulders. Aedan longed for his war's end, but as he sat and watched the Abhainnian soldiers he knew all too well that he had been fighting this war almost his whole life. As he sat in silence, he was unsure just what would happen to him when it all finally came to an end.

Sighing, Aedan pushed himself from his seat to dress himself. Placing his leathers on, he only got a cleaner set, not bothering with his gloves, before he left his room and began to make his way to the ballroom. It was no surprise to Aedan when he arrived that he was among the least well-dressed, but he had little time and patience for fanciful dress, northerners were not known for their balls, after all. As his gaze met Juliana's shortly after his arrival, he gave her a nod, soon enough taking a cup of wine as he mingled.

It didn't take long for Aedan to grow uncomfortable and frustrated at his surroundings, he hated balls. Luckily, he managed to find his way out to the balcony, the fresh air helping the man relax as he looked out over the gardens, taking a few occasional sips of his wine as he drowned out the sounds of merriment with his own thoughts.

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

Harry Walsh

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Location: Qasr El Nil Barracks: Stables

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Harry's expression remained somewhat grim and blank as he moved Roach into her stable and climbed down off her, carefully beginning to work on getting her saddle off. His thoughts were far away, and they only did return to him when he felt Aziza's soft hand on his cheek and her lips against his own. Though the dark thoughts lingered, he leaned slowly into the kiss, savouring the warm feeling in the moment. She was like sunshine in a storm, like good times forgotten and suddenly remembered, she was everything he could have possibly desired and everything he could ever need. She was far better than he deserved.

As she pulled away, his focus was on her, in only moments she had drawn him back from the darkness, shown him the way to the light and kept him from being swallowed up. He found a smile slip upon his face as she spoke, and it was not a fake one. "You do more than enough just by being here..." He knew each word he said was true and from the heart. Harry had come back to Egypt to write and to remember, hoping dearly that it would bring some peace to him, and yet she had done just that in a heartbeat. As Harry stared into Aziza's eyes, he knew that he had not come to Egypt to write his story, he had come to find her.

"But, a quiet place to sit and rest wouldn't be remiss..." Harry admitted quietly, catching himself before he said or did anything far too bold for that moment. He did not know how much time they may have had before they would eventually be off on their expedition, or before they were dragged away into some other danger, but in what time they had he didn't wish to leave Aziza's side. And perhaps more importantly than that, he wanted to rest.

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William Drake

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Location: The Egyptian Museum

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Silence engulfed William for a while, hundreds of thoughts running through his head as he sat behind the stacks. He tried his best to ignore them all, the frustration and the irritation had been more or less commonplace but now it was different. It took time, far longer than William would have liked, but eventually, he let out a long sigh as he lifted his head from his hands and sat up straight, looking over the shelves.

He knew a distraction would prove far better than anything at dealing with the frustration in his mind then, and so he chose to get to work. Standing, William moved to the shelves, searching for any tomes of use to their expedition. He figured Vera would have already found some and likely had them with the others, but he set about finding whatever might have been of use anyway. Though he was certainly not a traditional Archaeologist, William was no stranger to a library hunt.

(High Casual) An Age Old Feud II

Gonna aim to get a post in tomorrow.