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Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

I'm getting big gay energy from Odessa and Penny. Is this a ship that will be explored in later installments of the universe?

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It's plausible that he did. My uncle's father has three half brothers that are also cousins 'cause his father was hoe enough to fuck three sisters.

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Are Sabrina and Oscar siblings and cousins?

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

During the hospital visit Herik stayed by Emily's side as much as he could. She couldn't speak for herself, so someone had to and the only relative he knew she had was her sister who was unconscious in the same hospital. Once Emily was taken care of he allowed them to see to his injuries. The bite marks were patched up with bandages and he was prescribed anti-infection medication, just in case, and pain killers. Unfortunately, his right leg had a minor fracture and had to be wrapped up in a cast. Not how he wanted to come out of this, but it was better than losing his life. He'd gotten a shirt out of his car before the ambulance arrived, but it didn't help his beat up appearance.

He leaned against Madison's SUV, his crutches beside him, most of his weight was on his left leg. He wanted to go to bed, but what just happened needed to be discussed, especially if Schmidt decides to try again. Special Agent Obott pointed out Schmidt might be on his yacht that's right in the harbor, Herik didn't like where this was going. They weren't in any condition for round two. He knows when to get out of a fight and save it for the next tournament better than before. This wasn't the time.

"You're not suggesting we attack him right now, are you? We're not in any condition for another fight. We don't know what else he has up his sleeve. The Outsider was bad, but what if he's got another thing like it? We'd die this time." One of their own was dead, Emily's in critical condition, and the rest of them needed rest.

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I'm sad, but it'll give me more time to work on my sheet.

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Did James leave behind an inheritance and split it between the children? If so, is there a difference between what the biological children and the adopted children get? With the biological children is there a difference between legitimate and illegitimate?

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Herik hadn't expected the FBI to be concerned with the Coven, even though they were here to help this time. They were late. Patching them up must be the next best thing. He couldn't walk the entire park to find their lost members, but he could ride Asta to find them. He stood up and carefully swung his injured leg over the beast's back and settled, ready to go when the woman in charged looked up at the Ferris Wheel. There was a large black dog staring at them. The Hound she said. So that's what it looked like. Herik didn't feel anything from this creature. No emotion at all. That's concerning. He didn't like it one bit. There's been a causality she said. No. One of them or more can't be dead. Herik patted Asta's side to get moving. Maybe he can save them before it's too late.

Asta moved towards the FBI van, passed it was the parking lot where Emily said she was going to go. Vashti appeared from around it. She's alive! Okay. That's one down. Happy, he rode up to her, smiling wide.

"I'm glad you're okay." As she could be with her clothes in tethers and bleeding. "Let them help you and we'll talk later. I still want to talk about Leviathan."

Hound came down in front of Lyss, huge, imposing and dangerous. It said Elise died. No. She saved him from the FBI before and he never got the chance to return the favor. Tears welled in his eyes, but he didn't cry. Babylon did this. He's not surprised. But if she's gone, then where's a her previous host? This has to be why Emily never came back. He followed behind the Hound to where Elise's body should be, but wasn't. Instead, Emily lay on the ground, injured, bloody, and unconscious.

"Emily!" He rode to her and carefully climbed off Asta's back. He took off his shirt and slipped it over her head and down. It fit like a baggy dress on her, but it's better than being nude.

"I don't think the FBI can patch her up. We should take her to the hospital just in case." He couldn't pick her up with his bad leg, but he tried anyway and nearly succeeded not dropping her on a bad leg. "We should all go. Izzy can only do such much to heal all of us." He said to Lyss.

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Krisana Herrera

Krisana sat on the table of the booth she occupied throughout the week. Her legs were crossed, her hands on her knees, earbuds in her ears playing calming music in Spanish from her iPod. She'd taken up meditating to keep it together and there was no better time to do it when she now had the time to waste. Her tongue salivated from her sweet craving and she was minutes away from freaking out about her mother possibly being dead, but she tried to meditate it all away. She had her moment when she couldn't reach her mother at the start of the pandemic. She boarded up the shop, then followed the small group here. Honey Sugar was a few shops down the road and would be an easy trip to get her poison, but she wouldn't go alone and she couldn't ask anyone else to make a suicide run with her for sweets. That'd be a stupid thing to die for. She's settled for drinking tea with a lot of sugar in to satisfy that need for fruity flavors.

"Morning everyone." She called out. Around her, her pandemic companions got ready for breakfast. Pots and pans clung together from the kitchen, the scent of coffee was strong, and her stomach growled. Yeah she needed to eat. The radio crackled from the counter top. Another morning run of a supposed safe haven near Maumee River. She doesn't know much about radios, but she's sure it's a repeated recording. The voice doesn't fluctuate when the person speaks. It's said the exact same way it has been for the last few days. If the recording is scheduled, then there's a chance they're nothing waiting for them if they leave.

Krisana climbed down from the table and sat in a stool at the counter in front of Karen after the broadcast. "Are we going to attempt to leave today? The longer we wait the more chance there's nothing waiting for us a the camp."

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

Stacey followed the group wherever Finley led them too. He didn't care as long as it was away from the ghost and inside somewhere. A train station wasn't what he was expecting, but okay. He'll roll with it. He woke up on a train when he first got here. Maybe this one will work and take them somewhere different and less creepy. The station was like the rest of the town, old and like it was out of the sixties. Cool aesthetic. Hagan felt the need to destroy property to get them free passage into the train. Not the way he'd go about it, but he wasn't going to say a word about it. Lest he turn his powers on him instead. He was the last to board to the train and the doors closed shut behind him. Stacey jumped and turned around. Through the window the city warped, the train sped by, he couldn't tell where they were going. A little girl's voice filled the car. It sounded familiar. Didn't he hear this earlier in the day? Or yesterday? He doesn't know how long it's been, since they got off the boat. It could've been a day by now. Not like it mattered. They were once again at the mercy of a monster and he didn't have anyone to protect him this time. He took a seat closer to Ilsa. She's one of the people that doesn't hate him. Nothing to do, but sit tight like she said. They couldn't get off, until it stopped.

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Nah. You just know my tame side.