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"That," the blue flower girl quipped, "Is what happens when one who is Touched is pulled from their Home and come in contact with a horror. At least, that's what He says..." The girl glanced at Lisbeth and flashed a smile, her blue ember eyes darting to Lisbeth's hand where she held the pocket...

Just as Blott shuffled off to join the others as they prepared to make their way towards the Fair, Trent's eyes flew open, but they weren't the flecked golden brown of when they first encountered him. Instead, they were bloodshot and cataractic, the golden flecks now a diseased yellow. The wound...

Paris, 1889: Fitz avoided looking at Gen for a long moment before exhaling a breath he didn't realize he had been holding and looked down at her. "Fine, ok, sorry," he mumbled while fidgeting slightly, right hand subconsciously rubbing his left shoulder and pectoral. "Would you care to attend...

Fitz scowled then scratched his head. "Arkadious? Who? Wait, you mean that fellow from the Sitting Room?!" The furrow in Fitz's brow deepened as he chewed on what Lisbeth had just said. "If he's this godforsaken Architect that we're searching for, then how come none of these Aspects of him have...

Fitz held Gen's gaze, stiffening slightly, having not expected her to get this angry with him. He had barely escaped her precious ex-lover, Tristan, managed to find them in that When/Where out of all the possible combinations, and got them out to safety and she was blowing up at him?! He...

France, 1889: Fitz beamed, especially proud with himself for getting everyone safely to Paris, and the 1889 World Fair at that!!! He glanced over at Genevieve, expecting to see her smiling at him and his great idea but instead was shocked by the look of displeasure on her face. Fitz looked down...

Fitzgerald scowled but did as Genevieve bid him to do, grabbing up the girl named Daisy and throwing his poncho around her to help shield her from the smoke and searing heat of the flames. The was a slight nagging pain in his chest but he ignored it and scooped up Daisy and tore off after Gen...

Fitz continued to stare down the newcomer for a long moment until Gen's mention of needing a weapon got his attention and he broke out his usual wry grin as he turned back to her and deftly spin the giant bowie around in his hand so he was holding the blade and held the handle out to her...

Fitzgerald smiled warmly at Genevieve, pulling her into a tight hug and kissing the top of her head before looking up and nodding at all of his other comrades. His eyes went wide and he shoved Genevieve behind him, pulling a massive bowie knife from under his poncho when his gaze fell upon the...

Nacho cheese dip?

As everyone sat in silence and contemplated what Blott had said, a commotion could be heard from down stairs. It sounded like a man arguing with the old inn-keeper. There was much fuss and the volume was growing louder and louder, heavy footsteps coming up the stairs as well as the tail-end of...

Outside Lisbeth's room, the sounds of the nightlife of Shanghai were slowly starting to come alive. Street vendors hawking wares were replaced by shady figures offering indulgences and pleasures of the flesh. From the rooftops across from the nondescript inn, seven pairs of glowing eyes looked...

England: After several hours of tracking, the trail went cold at the bell tower. Frustrated, Tivurtii Trent kicked a loose bit of rock and sent it cascading down the stairs, the pings growing fainter as it bounced further and further down. After a moment of pacing and fuming, Tivurtii settled...

Black Iron House: William stood and stared at the looming darkness until a figure started to take shape in the void. Tall, wreathed in the impenetrable darkness, with a hood pull low. The figure regarded the Master of Black Iron House for a long moment before it was joined by one then two then...

Black Iron House: William sat behind his desk and poured through the ledger, looking for an obscure note. Something was tickling the back of his mind and he couldn't place the feeling. Something was definitely not right though. He flipped through the ledger, scanning page after page when...

Ok, here's my rough schedule for the semester: Monday/ 8am - 11 am, class; 6pm - 12am, work Tuesday/ 11am - 5pm, classes; 6pm - 12am, work Wednesday/ 8am - 11am, class; 4pm - 7pm, class Thursday/ 11am - 5pm, classes: 6pm - 12am, work Fri-Sun/ Generally free

Back Alleys of Shanghai: Daisy continued to follow the mysterious hooded girl, while her fiery eyed companion followed from behind. She occasionally glanced back to check that they weren't being followed and was always met with the piercing stare of the hooded figure behind her, much larger than...

"Perhaps I can be of assistance..." A figure said from the shadows before stepping forward. The girl was wearing brown knee high boots, grey and black stripped thigh-high stockings, ruffled black bloomers that merged into a fitting one-piece jumper, sleeves ending in giant stuffed claws and a...

Lisbeth's Study: Again, that ghost of a smile played about his lips and then it was gone. He Looked at her for a long moment and then opened his mouth to speak. He was saying something but it was warbled and tinny, like he was speaking from a great distance even though he was only a few feet...

For the briefest of moments, Lisbeth saw a glimmer of a smile play across his lips and then his face was back to a stoic mask. His piercing blue eyes held her gaze for a long moment before he turned away and resumed looking at the books lining her shelves. "I've been...tending to other...