Tiffany Korta

Agnes gave a wicked little smile. “Wow you’re so caught up in your little World of Hate you have no idea exactly who we are. We’re bloody embodiments of spirits that have existed down the ages. I’ve personally known at least two Master Mages. The one active now should be able to help us out just fine.†She was pacing and waving her arms wildly she was unashamedly showing off “Or I can just drop a message to my past self, get them to send one of the Time traveling heroes to pick us up. I could even pull a Bill and Ted and just pick up a time belt we’d had planted earlier.†Okay maybe she didn’t have quite that much pull among the hero community, but it felt nice to deflate the idiots ego. “You know maybe I was wrong, maybe we should leave you for the villagers. It means one less person around to mess about with the timeline.†The scary part was she wasn’t quite sure if she’d meant it as a threat or a promise.

“Of cause Citizen deSaens.†She accepted his arm and allowed him to escort her from the office “I have over the last few years developed a taste for Coffee and I know the perfect place to discuss our plans.†Once on the street she hailed a Fiacre and gave the driver an address in the 3rd Arrondissement. They rode in silence for a while before Constance spoke. “Rene, may I call you Rene? You of of cause call me Constance. There is something’s you must understand; there may be an occasions when I may not be able to tell you everything that is going on. It is a curse of my profession. But unlike Citizen Robespierre I will not be testing or judging you on your every word. You are not, as far as I can tell, a traitor and you have nothing to fear from Committee of General Security, I do not plan to send you to the Guillotine. Indeed if we are to work together I require that you speak you mind. Though certain options about the Republic you may choose to keep to yourself…â€

A few second later a voice by his ear showed that Blodeuwedd was now her. “You handled that well, I hope you don’t mind taking all the credit.†She stepped out so she was now beside him “I’ve had another word with Nash and found out all I could about this little artefact.†She gestured to the statue now sitting in her bag “I’m going to try and find out who sent it and why, if I do are you interested in tagging along?†There was an slightly pause after that and then a slightly more Cerys like voice asked. “I know this little diner, they know how to make a decent tea and know how to fry an egg properly. How about I treat you to breakfast, as thanks for the help you've given.â€

Blodwuwedd stood beside Subito watching the two work out, her arms cross as she’d expressed her thoughts to him “I’m not really into the whole physical strength I’m more of a Gymnast myself. I’m good enough that if I wanted I could compete professionally. May some time I could show you how flexible I can be?†Realizing exactly what she had just said she blushed a bright crimson, she was about to stutter out some kind of apology when Tona question saved the day. “Well it not quite the same as fighting real people, as good as it’s meant to be, after a while you begin to see patterns in there fighting styles.†God she was turning into her Taid “But I think you need permission to use the simulator, they don’t just let anyone train in it.â€

“Yeah we’re just waiting on Mali, she’s normal fairly…†As part of her combat training they had concentrated on teaching her to reading body language, a skill set that could be very useful in many other situations including social ones. She couldn’t always read Kit, her body language could be quite inhuman sometimes, but right now she was broadcasting her intentions load and clear. “Kit you not cheating are you? You are cheating! Give me that card right now!†she went to grab the card from her classmate “If you’re going to do it, do it properly or not at all.â€

Most people wouldn’t plan out a night out like a military operation. Then again Blodeuwedd wasn’t like most people. By the time she’s finish her morning run she’d decided on something casual, by the end of the first period she’d decided on a simple summer dress and a leather jacket. Them by lunch she’d decided on flats, especially as she would be the tallest of the group, she’d settled on boots both practical and comfortable. The rest of the day was spent spend deciding on what equipment she was going to take. The suit was a given, it was providing her clothes after all, and the goggles easily fitted in the bag. She’d considered bringing Dyrnwyn hidden like her last big night out but decided not to, after all she wasn’t expecting trouble, she settled for a couple of throwing knives in the bag. They were ceramic so shouldn’t cause any trouble. After all that she was early but decided to hide for a while. She’d watch the pair arrived and waited for the right moment to appear. She knew better than to just appear to Tona that tended to hurt, but Kit on the other hand. “I’d be careful with those cards; she can cut a fly on half if she puts her mind to it.†She whispered into Kit’s ear.

The siren song of the chain didn’t exactly fall of deaf ears. Not long ago Agnes was a complete diva who cared nothing except what she wanted. And the Spirit of Justice? Well people forget that with justice there was someone had to do all the messy business. And real justice, the justice the spirit represented, didn’t always happen in a clean courtroom. “So you’re a half-breed? That must really burn that you're not a pure blood.†It was meant to sound off the cuff but the tone was harsher than she had intended. “Let’s go I want to be somewhere much safer than this as soon as possible.â€

Agnes managed to answer Jubatus’s question just before the entered the office. “I’m not sure I’ve never tries, let’s hope we never have to find out.†She listened to Dr Highflower and even gave a little smile, it was nice now and again to get a little a respect and she just wished they had the time to enjoy the complement fully. “Unfortunately it may have gone beyond just a theoretical idea and people lives are seriously in jeopardy. If it helps I can give you a rundown of all the patients I’ve seen, though it was a pretty mixed bag.â€

“In that case what you still doing here? Don’t worry I can look after myself.†She waited until Starlight was out of sight before she leant on a nearby wall and crossed her arms. She wanted to look around for who was stalking them but it wouldn’t help, and it was more likely to react if it thought she knew where it was. “I don’t know about you but I can wait here all night if needs be, and if you going to try and hurt anybody then you’re going to have to go through me. So what are you waiting for? Let’s just get this over with.â€

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“I suggest we resume searching for the source as soon as possible. And if I may I have something to say to this creature…†She leaned in towards the man and switched to her native Welsh. <â€How DARE you have the gall to think you speak on behalf of my people, we want nothing to do with a conflict that everyone involved has been dust for thousands of millennium.â€> she held Dyrnwyn to the man throat to illustrate the point its unnatural flame casting a glow on there faces <â€I have sworn my life and if necessary my death to ensure entities like yourself no longer meddle in the affair of humanity. You kind are now bound by a Compact, I suggest you retreat now before we are force to destroy your Earthly form.â€> She stepped back and lowered the sword. “We must act quick, I may have annoyed him.â€

I haven't forgot these two, just been a little busy and all. As planned I'm think three in each thread, KoS, Rene and Sage for the French themed thread and Wave-Eye, Ironclad and which ever one Azuth chooses (I can work with either). Possibly maybe something the weekend.

Blodeuwedd, El Heraldo and Lord Steam go looking for Avians.

Lord Steam was perplexed. The statue was rather crude and stylized figure of a wing humanoid, it was also playing a tune. The tune was what had stopped Lord Steam just disposing of the item for it was playing a Music Hall ditty “I'm a poor hungry woman and I want a knob...†and tune which this world had never discovered. With the statue was an invitation, in a Golden Envelope monogrammed with a V, inviting him to something called a Steampunk Convention this very day. Subito also had a surprise this morning, a package from back home, but the joy quickly turned to confusion at the contents. Inside was a very expensive looking Top Hat which appeared to be an almost perfect fit. He didn’t have long to ponder this before his phone rung, a call from Cerys. “I think I’ve been handed a clue to that artifact's owner. I hope you’ve got something suitable to wear were going to a Steampunk convention!â€

Blodeuwedd was perplexed. She had spent months trying to track down the source of the statue but every lead led nowhere. She’d call in a few favour and gotten hold of some very secretive information but she was missing that one clue necessary to put all the clues together. She’d got the dorm room to herself this morning and she’d spread all her evidence across the floor trying to will it to make some sense when she spotted it. Casually resting on her sword stand was a large golden envelope inscribed with a rather fancy V. Inside was an invitation to the annual gathering of the Freedoninan Steampunk Convention. She’d heard about them, how they dressed up as Victorians and pretended that the last 100 years hadn’t happened or at least involved more brass and steam. The other thing she’d knew about them was that there was one guest they’d always hoped they could temp to attend…

No I'm cool with that. A little bit of violence is a given, comes with the territory, but we might try some diplomacy as well!

Sorry must have missed this during my updates, here's my Notice 1d20+11-8=8. Um well so no real difference then .

If you think we've got enough to do for two threads then I say go for it. Though I suspect we'd have more going on during a night out, unless CT has some very interesting meals! :)

I'm with Semi, not knowing is half the fun .

Will Save 1d20+6+2=13, alas my poor HP 1d20+6+2=13 +10 so finally a 23.

“If I may Citizen Robespierre. We have been investigating this group for possible traitorous activities for some months and have discovered where they meet. I have some ideas of how we can attract there attention of the Countess, but we do not need to burden Citizen Robespierre with all the details.†With the grace of a seasoned professional Robespierre pick up from where Madame Mouron had left off “All I ask of you is to get an audience with this Countess, if she is a harmless crank dreaming of a lost age then we can easily deal with her. If she has the power ascribed to her then you must try to manoeuvre her into a trap. So that we can capture and contain the treat she may bring to the Republic.â€

She gave one of her warm welcoming smilesâ€Please call me Lucy. And you going to need this…†she handed him a ladle “…we could use all the help we can feeding this little lot. You can explain the problem you’re having as we serve.†She looked at him with her pitch black eyes “It’s not as if it’s a secret about what I am around here, and for the most part these people have accepted what I am and are comfortable with it.†Though a few of them had been a little weird around her for the last couple of months, with some mumbled storied of a Zombie plague. She hadn’t been able to find out much more about it than that and had decided to bide her time, it this City answer seemed to eventually find you.

A cheer went up among the crowd and feeling that the show was now over people went back to their drinking and dancing. Feeling that it was now safe, the clubs security came over to help secure the birdlike warrior. The danger now over Blodeuwedd's mind returned to the problem in hand, with El Heraldo hogging all the limelight she had already faded into the background and was now planning on slipping away. “I’m going to try and find out what I can on where my contact got this artifact from, can you handle the police for me? Best to leave its existence out of the story until we know a little more about what it’s for.â€

Agnes paused a little just above the chain. The whole wanting to be found made her nervous it reminded her of the whole One Ring thing from Lord of the Rings. And she wasn’t exactly keen on being the Chains equivalent to Gollum. But there was a good chance that they need this bloody thing to get home and she was ready to live another lifetime stuck in the past without her iPhone and Mocha coffees, amongst much more personal items… Trying to minimize the contact between her and chain she gingerly pick it up and made back towards the surface.