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The room was a torrent of movement rather suddenly- it was kind of funny, kind of horrible. All at once there was a tense display of opposition to authority, some altruism, some introductions-...
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The tense goodbye still loomed over him, it was nearly silent between them for the last week or so- her memory had started to slip and his predicament had made each backwards babbling less coherent...
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Name. Cyrus Van der Zee
Nickname. Cy or Zee
Age. 25
Zodiac. Gemini
Gender | Pronouns. He / Him
Sexuality. Bisexual
Race. Human Bean
Eye color. Dark Brown
Hair color. Also Dark Brown
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who?
name : Cordelia February Capes
nickname(s) : Delia, Cordy
age : 30
height : 5’10”
dob : November 15, 1887
zodiac : Scorpio
sexuality : Who has time?
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ROMAN GRAVES
When the door opened and his request was so readily accepted relief crashed over him. Although he was tense and nervous it was comforting to know he did not have to sit with that alone- those were not the kind of negative thoughts he enjoyed sitting with by himself. “Thank you,”...
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There was no choice but to ignore Valentin- whatever filth he was spewing was only an insulting accessory added to the horrific concept that he would be permanently connected to the person in the room he considered most vile. Roman, however, could not help but let his gaze linger...
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Roman’s eyes turned to the Baron as he stepped through the door, his own greeting a nod accompanied by a simper. There was not much to be done in way of having an exchange with him, they were having a group meeting, hopefully he could catch him afterward to better ingratiate...
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Staying close by the door leant him a look at the room, and the strange pair that was entering. His eyes tracked his fellow fire mage with the New Coloumbian. Their hands wound together, and the boldness of the action in front of all of them was a baffling display of whatever...
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The compliment from Miss Macliere was well received, he smiled, bashful, head turning away as he offered a little wave of his hand, “Oh, someone would have gotten it.” That was something he doubted, really, but it was polite to say. He didn’t think one of them would have done...
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Regret, it was instant, the second he watched Vasilis' expression shift to some sort of (miss)understanding. Truly, he thought she was going to patter over and twist all the spouts to let the liquid drain- although he would have liked to talk more about what they thought the clue...
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“Happy to be joining you, Miss Laskaris, Miss Maclerie,” he greeted as he went to look over the room- the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end when the absolute brute of a Russian found his way down the steps as well- it did make him pick up his leisurely pace to take a...
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Leaning away from the flames, he ended up on his ass, eyes locked on Mr. MacCann’s blood drained knuckles, gripping a knife. Roman’s eyes followed him through the room- and for a moment he only heard the blood in his own ears, a fear gripped his ribs like rope pulling them...
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At times the world could stand completely still- as though time was forgotten by all participants engaged in it’s making. However- it was not one of those moments. With all of the fervor of a drunken composer the god he suspected was punishing him crafted a Handel-ian moment of...
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Roman eyed the floor as he pulled back the rug- grateful that it wasn't covered in a layer of dust. Great- that's where they would have to get with the key? Or at least that was his assumption- that the training room was through some hole in the floor- likely a basement. He...