Tiffany Korta

She really didn’t have a problem with Kit, well she could be a little reckless at time and this did irritate her, but at heart she wanted to do the right thing. Like all of her friends she wondered what her story was, maybe when she was ready… “Sam that was really nice but it was never going to be a good idea. Like Tona said she is going to have to deal with this sometime and we’re all ready to take it at her own pace. But hiding it away with an illusion isn’t going to help.†She gave Kit a friendly but understanding look; she really didn’t want to spend the night fighting with her friend.

Sliding back into her seat when the car started she carefully made sure to buckle up before the vehicle begun moving. Safety first and everything. She was enjoying the feeling of the wind in her hair, wondering if she should grow it out a little. She’d always kept her hair practically short and now would be a good time to grow it, maybe plats? Her train of thought was interrupted by Tona having a panic attack, Mali reacted with impressive speed stopping the car and giving their friend a comforting hug. All she could do was try and help Tona relax, she took hold of her hand and rubbed it whilst she talked to Tona in a calm relaxing voice. “It’s okay Tona everything fine; just breathe deeply. We’re all here now nothing can hurt you.†She just hoped it was enough.

Without hesitation Lucy took a seat beside the sick man. She took his hand, hopefully it would provide some comfort despite her coldness to her touch. She made a quick look at his hand and neck looking for obvious signs of a vampire attack. She wasn’t quite an expert but different vampire gave different bite and there was a chance she could determine the specific attacker. “You said that he was sometime conscious? Is there a chance we could get something out of him? Maybe steer his thoughts to the attack? I mean if it’ll harm him we can wait, it just that I might be able to prevent another attack…â€

Agnes gave a little curtsy to the Commander, sometime it was just helpful to show some manners. “Hello there Commander I’m Agnes, and in case you couldn’t tell I’m the Doctor.†She gave a little pause to gauge his reactions “I’ll be happy to help your men, but we’re tired from a long journey so if we could have a space to get a couple of hours sleep…†By rights they were both independent, not attached to the military at all, but in the middle of a military camp with almost nothing around them for miles, it wouldn’t hurt to allow the Commander to have the illusion of being in charge.

Constance obviously agreed, she had had the jailer open the room and had knelt down beside the young boy. Using a hankie she begun to clean the boy’s face in quite a motherly manner. “It’s alright here mate, there looking after me okay.†The voice wasn’t that of Prince of (a former) Realm, but of a common street urchin off of the streets of Paris. Constance shot Rene a confused and concerned look, she was just as unprepared for the boy reaction as anybody else. “There are certain marks on the body that can confirm this young boy’s identity. But they are of an intimate manner. I think it best if you leave the room for a few minutes whilst I check the boy.â€

She can hear at least one voice from somewhere down the corridor, though she's not close enough to make out details.

k, Can I have a Notice Roll from Starlight.

The corridor was the opposite side of the building where they had been shown in, behind her was the Fire Door where the freed audience had left the building. Through the still open door she could the flashing blue lights of the obvious Police response. Between the two massive rooms, which were probably the two studios that this building contains, was a smaller corridor. Based on Starlights memories from earlier this corridor wasn’t on the other side of the building. This to her seemed to be the obvious place to put a control room.

“Invites to this prestigious gathering. Someone wants us to be here, I suspect that this mysterious V is showing off, we just need to find another clue. And I think I’ve found something…†She took of weaving through the crowd gracefully, counting on Subito to follow her through the crowd. She pulled up to the stall where Lord Steam had just finished his inquiries. As she traveled she fished out the statue they’d recovered a couple of months ago. “Excuse me Sir it seems we have acquired similar statues. Could you tell me how you came hold of such an item?â€

Same as Myrmidon, but Stealth's 28 (with Concealment) and again Notice is 22.

She watched as Myrmidon pointed out the camera, she’d already seen them herself but she had asked him to take the lead. She pulled her cloak around her and faded completely from view. “Blodeuwedd. Don’t worry you don’t get rid of me so easy. Please lead on.†She followed on behind him watching how he dealt with the challenge of the corridor. She wasn’t a slouch herself in this department, and her footfalls made no sound, and she reckoned they were similar in skill. She stepped into the lift a seeing no apparent camera removed her hood, though she kept to the corner of the room just in case. “This look suspicious, shall we carry on downwards?â€

Blodeuwedd brushed her hand down the side of the car “Your both philistines you know. This is an amazing, wonderful, piece of Americana. The village where I grew up everything was so practical, no one would own something like this. Can I drive her? Later I mean if it’s okay Mali?†She perched herself on the top of the rear seat and put on a pair of over-sized Sunglasses. “In this city it’s best to treat every day as a tactically situation. I’ve bought everything except Dyrnwyn, because you just can accessorise with a sword.†She listened to Tona confusion over fashion with interest. Sometime her friend seemed to be from another planet, which considering the students from Claremont could actually be the truth. “Well Tona it’s kinda like this sometime you want to wear something comfortable and practical. But other time you just want show off, draw attention to yourself, look nice. Well there’s more to it than that but it easier to show than explain. Okay let’s go find some nice clothes for Tona, but 1) Nothing too expensive, unless you plan to pitch in, 2) Tona gets the final say one what she wears, and 3) No dressing her like a tart.â€

The corridor echoed to the sound of their footsteps, the building was more or less empty apart from a few guards, guests of the Republic and there keeps. Even with this to a military mind it was obvious that this building would be near impossible to storm. The building had been of most of its contents during the early days of the revolution, and a stark and depressing place even to visit. The current carer of Louis didn’t say anything, but lead them to a sturdy green wooden door. Constance open a hatch in the door and gave a little gasp, the room was filthy it contents dirty in a poor state of repair. Sitting on the bed, the only piece of furniture in the room was a nine years old boy looking at them impassively.

As Jubatus laid out all the technical detail she played back over what was just said, something was praying on her mind “Wait back up a minute. You had someone else was asking you about this Meta-Virus? And someone from Freedom City to boot!†She rattle around in her bag, which she summoned back from where ever her stuff when she sent her stuff away, and pulled out the Communicator Jubatus had given her. “Hey guys do you have a chance to swing by the University?†she on the communicator “We might need to speak to someone there a Vincent… what was his full name Doctor Highflower?â€

“Yeah I was just saying that I thought that purse just didn’t go with that outfit, but you know how stubborn Cerys can be sometimes.†The voice was a perfect match for Tona’s own as was her walk and stance as she moved. She was a students of people she could with time fit in with almost every group, she also knew that her and Kit would have to clear the air at some point tonight. She guessed her normal method of sparing it out wouldn’t be an option. She followed the rest, falling in line with Tona. “How long do you plan to keep up with this masquerade?â€

The trader that Lord Steam had picked seemed to be a craftsman of some skill. Surrounding him were scale models of Steampunk devices including intricately crafted model of his own Bessie and Cressida. “Well the design is all wrong the Art Deco styling is pure 1920, cheap stampings probably mass produced. Now this is more promising…†the artisan had removed a panel on the back of the statue “Self-winding clockwork, exquisite engineering. And the songs an actual recording on a minute wax disk. For such a plain exterior this is an amazing piece of work, no one has produced an item like this in this world, not even now. “ His face was a picture of wonder. Blodeuwedd smiled at the sight of Subito, she wasn’t sure the Top hat suited the rest of the costume but it wasn’t a bad effort. “Hello there Sir.†She gave a little curtsy and looked him over “You look good, and you’ve obviously spent time with someone from London that accent almost acceptable.†She gave him a cheeky smile “Someone sent me this…†she held up the Golden Envelope “…so somewhere here is a clue about our Avian problem, and someone wants us to find it.â€

More or less the same but with a total of 22. Hey we're good at this !

Agnes gave a wide grin “You’d be amazed how forward thinking the UK is, you could almost say it’s the future.†Agnes leaned in and whispered to her husband. “The Cult of the Coldblood that was mentioned in the book. But it said they didn’t get involved in the war, just wallowed in the misery.†The joys of having a perfect memory. “Let’s hope that we and him…†She gave Lorenzo an elbow to the ribs “…haven’t screw the timeline up to bad. After a good night rest and a meal maybe we could check them out.â€

Lucy raised an eyebrow “Well apart from a dose of Flu back in ’18 but apart from that I’ve always been in perfect health. And that was before I died…†she gave the poor Doctor and concerned little look “I know you’re a little uncomfortable about this but I’m not dead I’m undead.†She removed the sunglasses she normal wore so he could see her solid black eyes “I don’t breath and whilst I can bleed it takes a lot to do so, and the blood dead.†She put his hand on her arm so she could feel her cold skin and the lack of a pulse. She gave him a large smile “I’ve come to terms with it, and it’ll make things easier if you could accept that too. But if it’ll help I’ll play nurse for the day.â€

k, I've checked and double checked so i know who i can attack this time . Another unarmed attack on the Illusionist 1d20+12=28, so a DC 27 Toughness check.

Lucy gave a little frown at the comments of the remaining woman, and all of the young men and women they had met down here “Has no one learnt anything since Faust? And that was just a cautionary tale.†A possible realization dawned “That was just a story right, I mean it didn’t really happen?†She spun around to the last member standing and using her own momentum planted a kick on onto the other woman catching her full in the stomach. “I suppose there an age when you think you can make a deal and avoid all the pitfalls everyone else has fallen to, or did you all just not care about the consequences? You’re lucky where all here to try and save you, whether you want to or not.â€

Seeing that Liz was ready, and that Merge three hadn’t quite shut the door yet, she dug down deep and drew up, metaphorically, her inner diva. She read that some recording artist like Alice Cooper and Eminen had real trouble separating who they were from the stage persona. She hoped that never happened to her, she hadn’t enough other lives rattling around her head without adding another one. She snatched the mic and stand and swinging it around walked to the edge of the stage. “Do you know WHO I AM, well do you? I’m Annice Stone and I came here to sing, and I’m blooding well going to sing if you like it or not.†With that she began to belt out a song “I-I, I’m not living life I’m not living right I’m not living if you’re not by my side Oooh-ohhh†She wasn’t quite sure why she’d pick that song it wasn’t even a favorite of her. Especially as it had that creep Chris Brown in it, she’d love ten minutes with him alone in a room, but somehow it seemed to remind her of this lot. Merge three rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders “Now I’m not one to stopped good music, but we’re going to have to cut your feed.†As she spoke the microphone went dead and there was a blur around her and there was another Merge beside her. The two Megres moved with surprising speed up onto the stage deftly avoiding the swinging Mic stand and grabbed Agnes arms, whilst she remembers not to show her full strength and allow herself to be restrained.

She tossed her bag over to Kit, with perhaps a little more force than necessary. But first she slipped out her goggles, she wanted to know if Kit was about to use anymore of her magical abilities. “Please be careful with that it’s got some of the devices in there that I use to fight crime, some of us don’t have magic to rely on. You’re lucky I don’t have Dyrnwyn, my sword, on me it has a habit of burning the unworthy…†She gave a little sigh “Okay that was a little uncalled for; I’ve said my piece I’ll shut up about it now. But I hope Mali arrives soon so we can get this over with.â€

She took the form and responding to his grin with one of her own. “A lot of people seem to have trouble with my name; most people tend to call me Blod.†She wasn’t quite happy with that, but over the last few months she’d gotten use to people using that name. Far more than when people called her Cerys. She took one of the seats, the one furthest from John and began to careful fill out the form, choosing where to tell the whole truth and where to bend it a little. This Erik didn’t strike her as quite the person to check through everything she put down, but she didn’t want there to be anything that would make him suspicious. She really wanted to enjoy this, and hopefully many more, classes without having to answer any awkward questions about her identity.

“Missing person as well, I was also investigating rumours about this place. Something strange is going on here, and it’s all behind this door.†She pushed the door which open slightly “And seeing as I’ve gone to all the trouble of opening this perhaps we should team up to unravel it secrets.†“If you don’t mind taking the lead, I promise I’ll protect the rear.†She slipped the knife back into its holster “In some way it’s a shame we never exchanged blows, I’m a fairly accomplished swordswoman myself. Oh well perhaps another time…â€