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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Second Deck(Stairs to Main Deck)->Main Deck(Open Air Lounge)
Skills: Great Observation

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"Ahhh, of course!" Mosi suddenly realized as the woman spoke out to her in return. She nodded and gave a slight bow with her head." I seem to have been charmed silly and forgot my manners." She said with her usual half happy half amused smile. Color her intrigued right now." My name's Priscilla Harker, at your service Miss Bella." She finished her intoduction in really self confident way, her voice showing her American origins. Now that introductions passed and she was given permission, she quickly took a seat by the table.

She threw a casual brief glance around as she sat dow and then her eyes returned and rested onto the woman in front of her. She was quite damn sure this was the woman she saw Mahendra with. It was a curiosity as of why she was alone though. Mosi couldn't help herself, but study the woman now that she was this close to her. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary about her though. Thus she kept her eyes focused on her for a few moment's before she snapped out of after not finding anything special for now.

"Ahh excuse me, miss. I got too focused for a moment. I'm an artis, you see. It's sort of an occupational trait for us to observe details whenever we see something we like." She gave an innocent smile as she spoke." Still I got to say, I find it curious if I may ask, aren't you curious about the drownie incident? I didn't expect to see someone else so calm about it." She asked and nodded her head at the edge of the ship. She personally only cared about who fell and why. She had no interest in watching circuses so to speak.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Camp Mexico Beach: The Bus -> Quarantine (W: Lady's Locker Room)
Skills: N/A

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Amelia held as close to Riley as possible the entire time, especially when they all had finally left the bus. In the open and in the middle of this unfamiliar place she felt incredibly vulnerable, especially when she had nary a weapon on her self. She looked about, looked at the people who were staying around and then at those leading them. Her nerves were strained all the way inside the building until they were led to the showers. Another woman showed up who got called Major." Ahmm... hmm..." She made a pondering nervous sound as they were at the showers and it was a wide open space. There was not going to be any privacy here! She reached to her hair and started playing with a lock of it as her eyes nervously danced about the place. Her eyes especially moved between Daytona and the Major woman as if she was expecting them to pull a gun or something on them.

Eventually she noticed the others starting to undress and use head for the showers, so she really slowly started to do so too. She did move to a corner of the room though. Somewhere she couldn't be easily blindsided or anything and was out of the way in the meantime. As she slowly undressed, she rubbed the old scars on her left shoulder. She got it when she saved herself from humans... now they were at a really fortified location where others held the right over their lives right now. Amelia then threw the clothing she wore into the bag. Afterwards she threw a glance at the locals and carefully pulled some of the bathing supplies and got under a shower. It's been so long since she last had a real bath... The water was indeed warm as they had promised. This bode well for their promises. Never the less she was bathing at great speed and shaving where she had to. This was a rare chance after all. Occasionally her eyes went for Riley, to confirm the other's condition.

Once she felt clean for the first time in months, she hurriedly moved away from the shower. Put on the clothing provided, if you could call it that. A patient gown and a robe weren't exactly proper way to dress. Still it was better than nothing at all. With that done and some slippers, she left the bag of clothing where Tati also did. She looked at Daytona, Amelia wasn't quite sure wat to think of the woman just yet. She didn't say anything, but did give her a thankful nod and moved back to the corner of the room, resuming her cautious behavior and keeping an eye on Riley the most. Her fingers were twiching, she wanted back her baseball bat... Without a weapon she felt powerless and especially so to protect Riley.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: Regalia's Ship – Lower Deck-> Main deck.
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

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Constantin took a few deep breaths as he recalled the incredible dream... incredibly crazy dream that is! He rubbed his eyes, heading the sound from the sleeping Ludwig. Yeah it was a dream after all... if it wasn't, there would been a mostly naked Veta in it and flying fish... or all the singing animals either. It was a good dream though, despite getting killed at the end, under really weird conditions. He didn't mind dying for Vlad and Veta, but being killed by either rabdomly wasn't going to leave a good aftertaste. At least he could find solace in the fact Vlad killed the entire crew to presumably keep him and them silent about all the singing chests filled with booty.

With a final sigh, he turned his head up and to the side, noticing someone watching him... the ferret! The fire walker replied in kind with staring emotionlessly at the animal too. It appeared as a smart thing."Hello, had a nice dream too? I did... I vonder hov in heck, you and your master didn't appear in the dream either." He said to it and shook his head. What was he doing? Talking with a ferret. Well the ferret made for a good chatting buddy. It didn't cause big noises. It wasn't as tiring to keep up with as his leader and it certainly wasn't as tiring as trying to guess the thread of logic the German was operating on.

Taking a final deep breath he stood up and walked for the stairs leading to the main deck. With somewhat of renewed vigor, he walked up the staircase." Alright... let's see vhere ve at... There better be no flying fishies." He mumbled as he did so and found himself on the main deck.

Warcraft: War of the Ancients [Recruiting]

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World Narrative

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Group One:Heda and Fabios. Location:Edge of Grand Plain and Forest(???) The battle was raging at incredible fury despite the relatively small number of the fighters. The night elves were turning ever more crazed as Fabious and Heda struggled for their safety. As the paladin struck towards the closest target to help Heda, it turned out to be the giant cat that was biting onto her sword hand. The strike hit true at the rear left leg of the beast. It let go of her and turned toward him as the beast roared. It's rider swung his longsword at Fabious in fury.

The attack struck the paladin like a hammer. It impacted the plate armor on his armed, denting it and heavily bruising the arm underneath, causing his right hand to temporary lose the ability to grip. As for the healing spell he used, it took effect normally on Heda.

Avol. Location:Edge of Forest(???) Avol's situation had seemingly turned from good to bad at a flip of a coin as the elf turned to see him. What did happen however was that the elf stared at his direction, unsure of the presence there. His saber growled, bur before ither could do anything, the elf attention was pulled away as the Vrykul woman's Axe seemingly called a lightning from the clear night's sky torching him along with his saber. He escaped detection.

Group Two: Ivaron, Quiana and Gronar. Location: Forest near Suramar. The situation here was quickly going to it's conclusion as the group was being loaded onto the mounts, tied up almost as sacks of potatoes. Quiana was still being observed by the great protector of the forests as a voice echoed in her head.' Worry not, despite the enigma you represent, I sense my teachings in you and none of apprentices shall come to harm in the hands of those guards. I shall send my greatest apprentice to meet you in Suramar and ensure your freedom. They will find you there along with a priestess of Elune.' The warm voice stated as the leaves all around them suddenly started dancing as if the forest came to live. The nightsabers also seemed to bow to Cenarius as his presence left the area for now.

Meanwhile the magicans were still staring at each other. Neither understanding the other as their tongues varied so much. Eventually the hooded night elf placed a finger onto Ivaron's head for a moment as blue energy entered his body, he would feel his legs weakened and a little dizzy, but after a few moment's it passed and finally the elf spoke again." Let's try this once more, where did you learn the arcane crafts?" He asked as the mage also got onto his cat. They were going to be having this discussion on the move it seemed.

"Who else can In mean aside Kur'talos Ravencrest, the master of Black Rook Hold?" The guard replied proudly." Suramar falls under his jurisdiction. You all should be thankful for your luck. You could have ended in the hands of the aristiocrats. Get moving!" He ordered as the group started riding into the night towards Suramar.

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Heda Runeclaw

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Location: Edge of Ancient Forest and Plain(???)

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The fight was really not going the best simply because of numbers. Despite te fact they had taken about a quarter out, the remaining night elves had grown cautious of their attacks now. As Fabious freed her had, she grabbed the Axe and despite the fact it was still numbed to near paralized state, she managed to swung it in a great arch with all strength she could muster into the saber biting her other hand. It barely did any damage, but it caused it to let go of her.

As the healing of the paladin affected her, she gained some vitality and managed to free her legs albeit barely. She then took the axe with her still properly working hand and raised it high." ODYN!" She roared as she swung the axe, causing a massive lightning to strike forth and torch a distracted soldier. Then the saber she had lightly just injured when she freed herself jumped onto her, sending her, the rider and it tumbling. In the next moment something big and metal struck the back of her neck, sending her near unconscious. Then riders started jumping to literally kick her while she was being downed.

At the same time another panter jumped at Fabious, sending him on the gound as it's mighty paws were pressing hard onto his armor causing it to emit straining sounds of metal.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Breakfast Room -> Grand Vestibule
Skills: N/a
Hit Points: 6
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"It's a pleasure." Rave replied to Penance with a slight bow of her head as they had now both moved to the Breakfast room and appeared to be heading for the Grand Vestibule. There was also the Moss fellow who followed, but he appeared to be very focused on chowing down the rather tasty food that was still on display on the table. He didn't appear to be talking, so she didn't adress him in any way. Leave a man to his meal and all that.

What she wasn't quite pleased about was the whole getting kicked out of the Music Room. She was a tad concerned about Plum's wellbeing after all. Just a tad, he wasa little too weird and she wasn't quite sure she liked him too much. The big burly fellow didn't seem to be leaving the room, so he was staying there for now? What could he help with on the injury problem? Well he could carry the injured bird carrying fellow. It was around that time she heard a voice calling for them. Apparently things were getting serious!" Better move quickly." She said to Penance and hurried out the door, seeing the person in the Grand Vestibule.

"My apologies for being so slow... Was running an emergency errant... ohh..." She mumbled." It should be fine now though... other's got it covered. Some doctor looking guy took charge and made us leave." She clarified to the man's statement." I will now hurry along. Thank you for the warning." Rave finally said in a really grateful voice.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Second Deck(Stairs to Main Deck)->Main Deck(Open Air Lounge)
Skills: Great Observation

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The stairs weren't anywhere near as busy as they once were. After all even with the commotion going on, most were at their cabins to rest or somewhere else having a good time right now. She pulled out her ticket, showed it where she had to and quickly moved down the stairs to the main deck. This was the open air lounge, she smiled half amuzed as she looked around, her eyes falling on all the people who had gathered because of the commotion with the one who fell in the water.

She couldn't help herself and studied the crowds. As someone who was trained in art and painting, she had an eye for detail, but she didn't spot anything bad or special really. People were gathering at the reiling, there were those who were being noisy and those who were trying to be helpful. From what was visible they seemed to have pulled the drownie to the ship, she didn't pay too much attention to that though. She found a curious thing. There was this woman who was just casually sipping a drink as if there was nary a trouble in the world."Hmmm..." She mumbled a sound of suspicion.

Mosi now felt really curious. The woman was dark haired, and she was quite sure this was the woman with whom Mahendra was speaking with the last time she saw him. the American woman wondered if Mahendra had failed in his flirting or something? Then there was the case the woman seemed really uninterested about the whole 'someone's drowning in the river' deal. Should she maybe go have a chat with the woman? After a brief thinking about it, Mosi concluded might as well talk with this woman to at least sate her curiosity, thus she headed in her direction, putting her charming smile on." Excuse me, Miss. It's a fine evening is it not? I wondered if you will mind if I acompany you for a drink?"

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Wewahitchka, Florida, the Bus
Skills: N/A

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Her nerves were strained about the uncertainty of the situation. Getting to a new place was always like this, so far first impressions were good, but that didn't guarantee they were anything more than a charade... She wanted to believe in this and Ash's goal to bring them here, but she couldn't... not yet. Not until it was truly proven to be a real safe place. Amelia thus was using Riley's presence to calm her strained nerves. The man who appeared also didn't make thing much better. She looked at him with a gaze filled with mixture of emotions from hope and surprise to suspicion. At the very least he did give some answers... well one answer really. About what was going to happen now.

Outside she could spot the near dream like settlement of people. There were even golf cars milling about. It truly seemed almost too good. If this really proved even as half as good as they were presenting it, it was going to be alright. As long as they were accepted that is. She squeezed Riley's hand as she thought about what would happen.” I will also follow you everywhere...” She whispered as more info was given to them. Info about the town and about what they would have to do in the meantime. A quarantine... not exactly the best, but she supposed a needed precaution. She wondered of the degree of 1 to 10 how bad the quarantine accomodation will be.

“Amelia... Amelia Payne.” She quietly replied to the preacher man and took herself a bag. As the man was giving bags to the others and writing names, she wondered if they have to wear the robes... what will happen with THEIR things? These people already took their bags... Will they also take the clothes under the pretense of cleaning or sanitizing them?

Rise of the Evos

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Claire Winters

Location: New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia@Nallore

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Claire waited a little and soon enough Olivia appeared from the doorway. It brought a smile to her face as she saw the woman. Since that time they met and the following nice evening at the casino having fun, Claire had found herself bery busy and now there was the issue with shadowing a detective. That was also going to be really time consuming, especially since detectives could be required to show up at very weird times of the day sometimes." Can't complain, stuff has been getting busy at the station, but I'm managing." Claire replied to her friend and started to follow her inside the building.

"Thank you, I did make sure for it to be perfectly fitted." She smiled and nodded when she got a compliment about the uniform." Still prefer when I'm wearing a bulletproof vest though. It makes me appear more badass." She added with a small giggle. She was half joking, still following Olivia all the way to her place." So what did I miss while I was chasing down pathetic badguys today? Seriously a guy gave me the slip today cause he lucked out with a traffic light. Hopefully you two had better time."

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Amelia Payne

Location: Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nalloreand @Jasonhero Fumiko "Kuīn" Nakamura

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"I see." Amelia replied quietly at Riley's statement. This was above and beyond her competence then. She was not a musician of any type, so she better leave the music talk to Riley and Fumiko and not get too involved in it. After all she couldn't be of any use in it. Better keep quiet. She took her drink and sipped a little from it. She had ordered a strong beer, but after calming her head down, she realized getting drunk wasn't going to help the powers situation. In fact it could only make it worse if she got wasted and lost all control. Or worse yet what if she got drunk and actively used the power then to do something bad? Thus she was still going to be drinking of the beer, but in small quantities for the moment.

When the waitress returned, despite Amelia's best efforts, she couldn't help, but give the woman the evil glance for a few moments. She then thought about what to order for actual food. After a quick decision she spoke up again." Just whatever's the special for the day." Was her reply. She didn't feel like ordering anything specific and her appetite had gone away quite a lot, but she knew it was better to eat than starve. And besides if they were going out for the evening,she would require all the energy she could get. Least of all so she could be of use should something goes wrong. Riley had her shield power, but Amelia knew hers was a lot more direct and problem solving, especially if someone was aiming for their lives. She still remembered that nightmare and the following news reports on the murder." So where... will we be going later actually?" She asked, she had agree to go out with them, but had no idea really about the clubs and the like iin the city.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: Regalia's Ship – Lower Deck(sleeping)
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

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Constantin looked after the pirates, Captain Vlad and Rusalka Veta heading away from him into the great sand and rock field, hearing the weirdly catchy song, which was bound to be stuck in his head for a long while. Eventually after the shock passed, he realized he was left alone on this ship and hurriedly climbed down from it, running after the others who by now had gained a weirdly good distance advantage. He understood about Veta and the Fish hopping tiger, but he had no idea how a constantly faceplaning into things Vlad in the short span of a minute was like half a mile away!

Out of breath and sweating he ran after them, slowly gaining ground. Too slowly actually! In the distance they were walking and singing while he was sprinting, yet he was barely getting closer! The song was getting ever louder as eventually they had stopped moving and were digging a few holes. He could see Veta in the air on the tiger, playing with a golden fish.

By the time he finally reached them, the song seemed to be about to end as Vlad pulled out a pair of comically long guns with dozens of barrels each and then the shots echoed with a final statement ' Dead men tell no tales!', from Vlad and Veta. It was precisely at this point he woke up.

He was breathing fast, still half asleep, in panic and wonder while he slowly realized where he actually was.” It vas just a dream... Thank god...” He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. He had just dreamed pirate Vlad doing piraty things while Veta was casually standing there looking all pretty and mystical and stuff. Recalling that image he blushed and pushed it away from his mind. “ Must be because of the ship... yeah...”

Stargate: The Living Gods

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Flynn Jenkins

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Location: P7Y-496: Village

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The staff blasts flew and impacted the ship as they did. It was really unnerving to listen to it from inside the ship. At least staffs didn't cause that much damage, but they had little time before either an alkesh bomber arrived or the Jaffa brought a bigger weapon. Flynn shot a few random times with one hand as he heard Cassandra call for them to close the hatch and so he did, slumping down on the floor once relative safety was had." God dammit, Tok'Ra! You could have left via the stargate before this mess even started! This is why people dislike working with you guys!" He cursed loudly in pain.

"If I left the ship they would notice it... now leave us to concentrate." Kahlan replied without being angry or affected as she was still working in tandem with the human. Finally after a few more moments the rest of the crystals were removed, finally the annoying sounds of the device stopped." This is it!" The alien agent stated and dashed for the ship's controls, starting the engines as the ship lifted off the ground." We will need to leave orbit to open a hyperspace window..." She explained while Flynn was still holding and standing the pain.

"Crystal, help me bandage up... Those were some good shots by the way." He called, holding the wound. Luckily staff blasts didn't bleed, but the burnt state of the injury didn't make it any better." Hey, do you have one of those healing thingies with ya?" Flynn called in some hope, but his hopes were quickly broken by the negative reply he recieved." Alright, Cass, go keep an eye in the cockpit... and for the love of god make her pilot this thing better. What's she doing for a spaceship to be this bumpy?"