Tiffany Korta

Blodeuwedd gave a few moments thought about what to offer the Tylwyth Teg, too many magical creatures symbolic items were worth as much sometime more than a physical item. Then she remembered something she’d learn at Claremonts, the only school that relayed important information for time travellers. <â€I can offer you two days. When the United Kingdom went from the Julian to Gregorian some days were lost. Those from the UK are already taken, but Caer Dathyl never officially joined the UK, so can offer you these day’s for the return for the two of them.â€> It was a risk, she couldn’t guarantee that the Order would or could agree to this, it it would however buy them time and hopefully release Suito and the Afanc.

Blodeuwedd stepped forwards keeping her body language neutral, the man was still confused and she didn’t want to startle him. “Many in our profession choose to keep their true identity secret for their own safety. I am however Blodeuwedd.†She relaxed her mind the best she could so he could skim her thought, and to her own mind she was Blodeuwedd “It may be different where you come from but many people here dislike others reading their minds without permission.†She kept her tone neutral and matter of fact. She reached out and placed her hand near him, but not touching. “You seem still disorientated y your journey. I suggest you take a few moments to regain your composure before we travel onwards. Here is as good a place as any.â€

With the last assailant down Blodeuwedd took a minute to look around her and assist the situation. The Bouncers hadn’t yet had time to react, but it wouldn’t take long for them start causing trouble. And they wouldn’t take the time to sort out who was responsible for starting trouble. She would have chosen to leave the club completely, they didn’t know if these idiots had allies in the club, but the restrooms seemed a good secondary choice. Instinct made her want to just activate her cloak and vanish into thin air, but that wouldn’t really help in this circumstances, so like the others she just melted into the crowd and made her way to join the others.

Since arriving at Claremonts she had been conducting subtle investigations about the student looking for the one that the Orders Seers had warned about. Of all that she had investigated Crow was one of the highest on the list, but that didn’t mean that he was guilty of this crime. Better to gather the complete picture before drawing any conclusions. Allowing the cloak to conceal her presence, and relying on her highly trained stealth she followed the pair at a suitably safe distance. It helps that the magic that Crow gave off made it easy for her to follow with the special green lenses of her goggles.

There wasn’t really much she could add to such a philosophy. As the queue shuffled forwards she realized something. Her hand went to her face and she looked genuinely embarrassed. “I’m sorry it’s seems I’ve imposed myself upon you. What you must think some crazy woman bumping into you, babbling on about old times…†not that it was unpleasant to talk to this man “Are you meeting anyone here tonight?†Sometimes the direct options were the best options. She really hope the answer was no, she wouldn’t mind spending the evening in man's, no gentleman’s presence.

Lucy gave the guards a disappointed little look, not that she could blame them for trying. The vampire actions were much more unexpected, and made thing much safer for everyone involved. Turning away from the guards she quickly brushed away the cables from the Tasers, a small grin on her face. The she vaulted over the balcony, allowing gravity to do all the work for her. Her aim was true and she crashed through the Craps table at the last minute striking the sending shock waves through the floor. “I’m afraid this table is closed.â€

I could move normally to the spot, but this is much cooler On hitting the ground I'd like to do a Groundstrike. That's a 100ft area, DC 12 Reflex save to half the effect of a trip save against 1d20+12=28.

It was easy to forget that Blodeuwedd had never been trained primarily to be a fighter. Her main training was for infiltration either by stealth or through social interaction. As she walked she changed her entire stance, adopting that of someone with noble bearings. At Claremonts she often surprised the fashionista with her knowledge of fashion trends. Especially as she rarely bothered to dress fashionably at school. This discerning eye for fashion trends, also part of her training, allowed her to pick out fine details of the courts clothing. Starting with a simple generic Medieval style dress with cloak as she approached the queen she subtly altered her clothes until they told of noble elegance. But of cause not finer than of the queen. She gave a deep elegant curtsy “You honour us by allowing us to visit you court. I am Blodeuwedd of Caer Dathyl.â€

So far Blodeuwedd had kept quiet, but she kept an eye on everything that was going on in the room. So not only did she notice, like the others, the subtle motion that Madame Vapeur made with her hand, she also saw the Avian Butler slip out of the room. She leaned in and whispered to Subito. “Did you see that, she sent the Avian off for some reason? Best be ready in case anything happens.†By now Madame Vapeur was pacing the room, making big extravagant gestures with her hands. “Ah yes Sherlock Holmes. It’s has been greatly exaggerated since they were first published but many think he’s defined by his ultimate foe, his intellectual equal. I’m talking of cause of Professor Moriarty.†She stopped at a seemingly random point and looked straight at Lord Steam “My plan was to find a Holmes to my Moriarty.†She held a hand to her chest “Though I see myself more as a Irene Adler…â€

Well you both see her make a small gesture with her hands, but you're not sure what it means. But Blod with her notice of 22 see's everything.

The people of Paris were still waking up when they started making their way through the streets of Paris. The Temple was a dark looming shadow against the pre-light of dawn, from the street the place was an imposing structure. As planned Constance when first, leading the guards away from the gates, with what Rene knew was the authority of the Committee of General Security. Soon the two guards followed to help Constance to subdue the guards. This left Rene and the Countess free to make their way to the room where Rene knew the young Prince was being held.

Rene had spent a little while around Constance and was beginning to be able to pick out her subtler facial movements, the advantage of a painter eyes, a could see a flash of something. He wasn’t quite sure if it was regret or even sadness but it was there. “I might not be able to have much influence on what happens to the Countess, I’m just an agent of the Republic. But l will I’ll try to stop them doing harm to her. Gallia will survive in some form whatever happens, I’m more concerned about the woman she inhabits.†She gave a small smile, her face a mask again. “But as you say the time for words is over let’s do our bit for France.â€

Initiative 1d20+6=17

The Countess seemed to agree with Rene as she summoned the rest of the crew to discuss the plans for invading the Temple and freeing the Prince. It was amazing to watch the Countess question Constance; it was obvious that she didn’t trust her completely, and for Constance to answer the question without revealing anything important. Eventually it was decided that they should keep the numbers downs to avoid drawing two much attention to their rescue. Constance along with two others would disable and subdue the few guard stationed at the Temple, whilst Rene and the Countess herself would rescue the Prince.

“Here you’ve made that cold, let me heat that back up.†She took the mug from his hand “I can work a Microwave you know.†As she walked to the corner where all the supplies lived she carried on talking. “Maybe it’s me. At the height of the fame I lost it a little, no wait a lot, I could have anyone I wanted. I thought nothing of spending a night with a guy and then just throwing them aside. After all it was just a bit of fun, what harm could it do?†she handed the rewarmed coffee back to him "Now drink it whilst it’s hot.†She took her seat again and picked up here mug.

Whilst inside Blodeuwedd was chuffed with Medrauts compliments she didn’t show it, it was how she had been trained to deal with the world. “If anyone can unravel this puzzle then those from the Order can do such a thing, I assume this poses a threat to if not the country then at least Conwy.†She waved her team to her side “If all fails I will attempt to escape to those who are friendlier to the order, though I doubt I’ll be able to free the Afanc in such a case. But I’m thinking of the worst case scenario, let’s hope fate is on our side.â€

“Ah but a pawn that makes it to the other end of the board become a Queen.†She seemed to be lost in thought and as she spoke her voice lost it strange echo “A simple village, a girl named after its most famous inhabitants. We cheered when the Revolution came, the corrupt noble overthrown a new start for us all. But the new regime was worst, cruel more violent drunk with power. The girl called on aid to stop those corrupting the values of the revolution.†Again her voice took its strange tone “So we came and aided the village, we did not oppose this change, countries always change, such is the nature of such things. But those here in Paris feared us, so they created another cut us off from the spirit of the land and the people we protected.†She seemed back to her normal self “So I must overthrow this Revolution, regain my place in this world, release the upstart and begin anew.â€

She placed the pallet down with the others and looked at the rapidly emptying trucks. The driver was watching them work with a bemused look on his face “Well we’re should be done here soon, just a few more to go.†She clambered back up for another pallet. “I couldn’t help but notice you didn’t answer the question, I hope you don’t figure that I’m going to become a villain and use my knowledge against you.†She gave a bright grin “Sorry in my previous life I was a lawyer, which some seem to consider evil these days, so I tend to notice these kinds of things.â€

She never been quite sure how she could but Lucy could blush, something she did now. She had never considered herself pretty and still didn’t totally believe people, but it was still nice when people told her. “Why you old charmer you.†She gave him a broad smile “But I’m nothing special. It seems that my look has fallen out of fashion, at least among most people†she glanced towards a couple of pale teens preparing to enter the theater. “But I find there are two ways to deal with changing times. One is to embrace it, to soak it all up, enjoy the new. Not that you need to abandon the old. Or you retreat into the old ways, and grow stagnant and possibly bitter. I’ve unfortunately meet people like that, I can’t help feeling sorry for them.â€

The Countess gave a smile “A painting of myself on the eve of a great challenge, that could made the difference to our cause. Yes I think that would be an excellent idea. They say a great artist captures apiece of the soul of the sitter. Are you that good Rene?†She stared into space for a few seconds, lost in thought. “Why am I doing this? Sometime it’s in revenge for the King… or for the loss of place in the world… my place being stolen by another… and sometime it’s for a village stolen by a greedy Revolutionary.â€

Could you all give me Notice Rolls please.

“Ah yes I suppose I do on a bit too much. Well I managed to complete my dimensional device and return to my own world. But after spending a few months on another world my mundane existence seemed well mundane.†“I tried wondering world for a while, that’s where I picked up this little thing.†She waved her hand around at the ship “But after the challenge of my daring escape even this seemed to pale in comparison. It’s rare to meet people who can truly challenge intellects like ours. But then I hit upon an idea, I assume you’ve read the works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle?â€

“Well time travel cleans away all known germs guaranteed.†Even her humour sounded a little forced in such a sick alien environment “Of cause we’re being watched, we’re going to meet Jenkins friends, who don’t exactly trust outsiders at all.†she gave a little sigh “But we need Broken Crow’s help and that means we need to stop this Madame Malaise. Which means we have to gain these peoples trust. †after a moments though she gave a smile, more genuine this time “Time to turn on the charm I guess, luckily we’ve got that in spades.â€

With a subtly movement of her head she shooed Gail away, she trusted her not to repeat anything to anyone else. Except maybe her friend Stephanie and she wasn’t sure how much she trusted her. She wouldn’t be surprised if this meeting turned up as a rumour in one of tomorrow’s tabloids. She kicked off her shoes and tucked her feet up, sitting down she was fine, and if anyone was going to notice her dramatic change in height it would be Asad. “Well apology accepted.†She paused to take a sip of her coffee; she couldn’t kick her flare for the dramatic. “But why exactly are you apologizing to me? We had like one and half dates six months ago, what makes me so special?â€

Lucy set her face into a look of grim determination, well if that was there game so be it. She carefully and deliberately spelt out her own address to the guards around her. “I’m sorry about all this; I really didn’t want to cause any trouble. Please bill me for any damages, though I suspect I know the owner.†This would take careful timing she would have to ignore the Guards assaults if she wanted to get the two vampires by surprise. But she didn’t want any of them to get hurt; they were just doing their job after all. She simply forced her arms forwards, hopefully pulling down the two guards holder her. “Please don’t try shooting me with those.†She gestured to the Tasers “They don’t have any effect on me, and someone might get hurt.â€