Tiffany Korta

She has faced down ancient horrors and Faerie Queens, but it was a man with shotgun that had finally broken her nerve. Still she had to carry one despite what she felt with this man. Her first instincts were to attack this man, to prove that she was his better, but she still had to consider the danger that Giang and Mali were still under. Instead she allowed it to work in her favour. “I believe carry such a cargo is illegal, that allows me the right to be here.†her voice sounded a little strained as if even she didn’t believe it. And then a flash of steel and blue light from Dyrnwyn ruining her almost perfect concealment. Or at least that’s what she wanted him to think and focus all his attention to that area of the bridge. Instead she made her way rapidly, and still silently, across the bridge to the control panel of the ship. Hopefully she could figure out how to stop the engines, it was surprising how much time she’d spent on these kind of vessels in the last six months.

No worries, and don't forget about the different time zones and all, I figure Freedom's about six or seven hours behind France.

In that case the new thread is and

OOC for Rene and KIng of Suit goes to the alien of places... I'm assuming that on and off Rene has searching for Gallia. He was searching at tthe same time as the attack and got Marianne message including where she's going... Whitby. Off cause you're welcome to do the whole waking up and saying the word thing... KoS get's a CCTV of the attack from his friend's in Paris. You can't make out all of it, there's a lot of Lense Flare, but he can make out Gallia's features. He's also got footage following the woman, though none of them catch her face, until she board's for Chunnel train for England. So to summarize KoS know's she's going to England and Rene know's where in England she's going. I'm easy to how you get there, feel free to be creative.

Calais, France Thursday, 24th April 2013 00:00 It was far too late and she should have been back in the hotel, but she was excited about travelling tomorrow. She had a couple of drinks and was in a good mood; no one had bothered her about her strange clothes and had allowed her to drink in peace. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a flash of light and turning towards it she saw two women fighting in a alley both surrounded by glowing aura of light. Super here in Calais of all places! Against her better judgment she made her way over to see if she could in some way help. The younger of the two, a Moroccan girl barely out of her 20’s, had been knocked down to her knees as the other floated above her gloating. As she watched the young Moroccan girl looked up and she caught her eye. And she knew that the woman was Marianne, and least the part she was communicating with, and she was being attacked by someone called Gallia. And that this Marianne was in trouble and need somewhere to hide, not the woman she would be fine but the spirit. It didn’t take her a second for her decide and she agreed with a nod. And like that Marianne was inside her, and somehow she just knew things, but the one thing she knew she had to do was run. As she fled she had enough time to send a message of help, Marianne had sensed a familiar presence of an old friend, an impression of what just happened and one word of where they would be going...

Okay I've put up a capping post and we can now move to the next encounter with Gallia! If you're both happy to I can have the new thread right up.

Beatrice woke up to find herself lying on a street, with no idea where she was. Picking herself up she could see she was beside a river, and whilst it was dark the light up cityscape was unmistakable. River Siene, Paris, France After a few moment’s disorientation Beatrice remembered everything that Gallia, that she, had done. And whilst she was in control now she could sense that Gallia was in there somewhere, ready to take over if she thought to try and act against Gallia. A little unsteady on her feet, she still ached from the fight, she tottered down the river trying to figure out what she was now going to do. Fin

When the time was right, just before the door were about to open, Merge strode into the parking lot where people where everyone was gathered. She was dressed only in bright blue swimsuit and a pair of heels walking with extravagant and exaggerated movement’s that demanded attention. She clambered up on the roof of one of the few parked vehicle’s, helped up by two of herselves, and threw her arms out wide as she got the attention of the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen I’m afraid that Madame Marvelous had to suddenly change venue, if you’d like to follow me...†she gestured to another her from where she had just come from, who grinned and gave a little wave. “...she’ll lead you to the new location.†With a few sighs and moans a portion of the crowd began to gather their positions to follow the Merge. As the more flamboyant Merge had the attention of the crowd the plainer less obvious Merge was talking with the bouncer’s on the door, with monies about to change hands.

“If I wanted a military base I would have turned left for Albuquerque.†she gave a cheeky grin, and it was obvious that if not for her true nature she would have been quite charming. “I’m visiting an insignificant piece of land that has little value to most. You could visit but I'm afraid it's private land.†She pointed to piece of land that couldn’t be more than a half hour from the bar. And whilst she did seem to exude bundle’s of confidence she did react to Devil Stick, even if it was just a raised eyebrow. “That’s a dangerous stick to wave around...†she sighed and sat back heavily in her seat. “Okay I can see you get me to tell you what you want, can we at least go somewhere more private? I give you my word you shall come to no harm.â€

Round 2 : 21 Orda, GM, Unharmed 19 Merge Trois, 2 HP, Bruised 14 Cerenkov, GM, Dazed and Bruised 1 Supercape, 4 HP, Unharmed I have a set of circumstance's with which Heavy Metal, do you want to know or shall it be a surprise for both you and Supercape. (The character and the um player, wow that could get confusing. I'm just glad I've not done something similar like giving two character's the same first name ).

Tag.

I was thinking that they would just need a certain period of time to recharge before teleporting again. But it could also be a combination of all of the factor's. So whilst I work out the various parties anyone want to be Solar's plus one?

Whilst Cerys loved Freedom City and the challenges of it’s city, she still enjoyed coming home to the village where she grew up. And especially for the Castle where she had spent most of her formative years. It was just a shame that she only seemed to come home when there was some kind of crisis in her’s, or the Orders, life. No wait this is wrong! I shouldn’t be here I was somewhere else, I was doing something when... After a pause she picked up her bag to go into the Castle and find out what had happened and to which of her “Cousinsâ€.

His Toughness save 1d20+10=19, so Dazed and Bruised.

What’s that Orda guy doing I can’t see in or out of it, is the Professor still okay? I can’t tell either, let’s just try and deal with the two of them. With that the Merge’s swarmed around Cerenkov, whilst unseen Merge filled the cloud of Orda, but none of her attack’s seemed to have any effect on the two of them. Whoop’s that didn’t seem to work we could be in a lot of trouble. As if in response Cerenkov gave a massive burst of blue energy towards the crowd of Merge’s, sending a radiation spike so large that even through the cloud Quentin could “see†it’s effect.

Orda goes insubstantial and then move's to cover over SC and his guide. The insubstantial cloud also has darkness at it's heart so SC has a little privacy. Merge's go she'll try to hit back at Cerenkov and Orda 1d20+10=11, so no joy there. (And Orda can't be hit right now) Cerenkov will attempt to return the favour 1d20+8=20, miss chance against merge 1d20=6, so Toughness save DC 27, 1d20+10=12 so um HP and re-roll 1d20+10=15 so a 25 and a Bruised. Finally SC get a roll.

“You deal with this blithering idiot Cerenkov, I’m make sure we have no witnesses.†he pointed up towards Quentin and his Merge guide. Before waiting for an answer he form began to swirl around until he was nothing but a cloud of darkness, which still seemed bitty as if it was made of thousand of little part’s. The cloud began to flow around the wall of Merge’s and up the stair until it began to coalesce around Quentin. The cloud was pitch black and felt as if it was made up of thousand’s of tiny creature’s that constantly swarmed around them.

Ah, really sorrry Ari I don't know how I missed it, and how long it took me to reply. Anyhow here's my Reflex Save 1d20+8=26 Tell me if there's anything you want me to alter, or if you want to just delete, my last post.

Tazel was quiet for a few second, and felt a little as if he was sulking a little, before he spoke. I dare not speak of the foul crimes she has committed, but be assured she has made powerful enemies among our kind. “We’ll yeah I’ve got this middle name, Rosa, some say that it describes me best. Honestly I’m just travelling to a spot near here and I’d thought I’d stop for a drink and check the map. Drink in the local color of a lovely spot like this.†She waved to a rather military looking map with something marked on it, which to be honest was rather near here. “So these Chugger’s are they really Hell’s Angel’s? I’ve never met any before.†there was a hint of amusement in her voice.

I quite like the whole poaching angle, make a nice change from the clash or mighty galactic empire that most space thread's tend to have. I'm thinking that the creature's have the ability to teleport over vast distance's in almost no time at all, so maybe the poacher's are trying to capture one to use as a transport a la Moya,

It's okay , I wasn't going to push . The basic idea I had was that an incredible powerful but totally peaceful herd of creatures who roam from system to system (after being displaced from there home by a war?) arrive in the Solar System setting up a tempory home in Saturn's atmosphere. As is normal its in this system that someone decides to try and capture one or more of them for evil ends. I've not worked out who yet or why, I leaning towards the aliens having some sort or reality warping powers.Or if the aliens are Intelligent, though I leaning towards whale like.

The master had more or less confirmed that it did such a thing, but it still nice that Dr Wessex had confirmed the theory. Such a drug did however present a whole raft of other problems. “I know you won’t be happy with this, but you need to destroy your findings so they don’t fall into the wrong hands. Such a drug would be a hit on the street’s and not just for Vampires, you know what it does to people personally. And this city has enough problem with drug as it is.†After the briefest of a stern look Lucy broke into another of her easy smiles. “Hopefully I shan’t be needing your services again Doctor, but thanks for the offer.â€

Okay I'll bite! I've got an idea for a space based story, though it's only in our back yard cosmically speaking, for Solar Sentinel and possibly a plus one. I need to finish off a couple of thread's first, but if you want i can have something ready in a week or so.

France! why would a french symbol go back to France? . The tracer is well out of it range, but I'm happy with the ritual. Let's say that it take's a while so we can finish this with a new thread and before we reach this year's Bastille day! If you want to get a post in then I'll cap this thread off and pick everything up in a new thread.

It had taken a lot of time and effort but Blodeuwedd had come to terms with the event’s of the so called day of Wrath. The problem now was with Tona. Neither girl knew how to talk about the event’s that had happened that day, or even the day’s before when Tona had been replaced with a duplicate. After a hard day of academic study and a harder day of combat training Blodeuwedd was currently sat on the floor in a lotus position trying to clear her mind. She hadn’t figured out yet if she was going out for the night or just get a good night’s sleep. When Tona enter their shared room Blodeuwedd open one eye and managed a smile in her friend’s direction, but didn’t press any further, she could tell that the whole thing was still stressing her out.