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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 1:43 pm
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Jeremiah pops the triplet group to Noeh, who is evidently not at the beach that is her current haunt, nor in the Court. It’s a strain on him, but such a large group would have to be, and the magic of the otherworld is helping in any case. Noeh is in a house, reading a book. In her left hand is a phone. Shiloh would recognize it as Melany Dubhslaine’s phone, which had been chucked out a window, and has apparently now ended up in the hands of Minerva Mercer, whose first initial is also M, it should be noted. There is no magic here. Well, not strictly no magic. The phone is a massive nexus of some sort of magic. Before anyone can get a good look at the spellcraft, she shuts it off and tucks it away inside her khaki jacket. She signs to the group: to most it is unintelligible. Even speakers of American sign language would be hard-pressed to understand. Noeh uses two-handed British Sign Language. The only one who ‘speaks’ it is Jeremiah. To him, she signs, What are you doing here? Her green eyes are wide and frightened.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 1:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 2:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 3:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 3:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 3:46 pm
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The very moment they landed, something snapped in Jamie's mind. It was his link with Shiloh, shutting down without warning, shoving him back into his own head. It jolted pain through every nerve, collecting at his temples and pounding into a headache. The feeling dulled, but lingered. Where were Oliver and his painkillers when you needed them? With a short sigh, he gathered himself.
"What d'you think's up with her?" Jamie whispered to Shiloh as he looked on. The phone didn't read as suspicious to him, but her reaction did. Then again, was it fair to blame someone for looking afraid of a bunch of potential strangers popping into your house uninvited? He wasn't quite sure what to think.
In fact, he wasn't quite sure the extent of Shiloh's feelings towards her, either. Where did she stand between the Noeh that Shiloh had known and the person stirring doubt and uncertainty with the things Jamie had heard about her?
"Where are we, anyway?" he asked Minerva. Temperance was right, this place did feel weird.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 4:47 pm
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Shiloh felt it too—like a rubber band snapping, the entire sensation reverberated in his head—Jamie was so clearly gone but so clearly not at the same time, because he was... right next to him. "The ******** is this place?" He looked around, but his eyes did inevitably come to rest on Noeh as she tucked the phone away—"Wait—?"
That was Melany's. The one she had supposedly destroyed. His eyes narrowed suspiciously as he was caught between 'happy you're alive' and 'so are you the saboteur?'
"I dunno." He told Jamie before taking matters into his own hands. Noeh's sign language was hard to read, but Shiloh had gotten good at it from his time in the Court. "Hey, don't bombard her with questions! She's ******** terrified."
He huffed as he pushed between Temperance and Jeremiah up to the front. Couldn't they all tell?
"We're not going to hurt you." He spoke to Noeh with a softer tone, "But people's lives are at stake and everyone's really worked up, so can you work with us?"
He'd give her a chance, god ******** knew he wanted to believe in her, even despite all his doubts. Go ahead; squash what little hope he had left, or teach him that people really were all ******** selfish morons.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 4:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 7:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 8:04 pm
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"Shiloh," Jeremiah said quietly, looking to the young man and then looking back to Minerva. Shiloh, not Beaumont, because this was one of those moments. It was an unspoken request: go to her. At least, he knew, that from Shiloh she would potentially calm down.
Not that he did not come closer himself, close enough he could reach her, and with Cass's glance to his own hand, he offered his left out to Minerva to inspect. The thumb just as bare as her own. After she looked, he would move back away and give her the space necessary. Jeremiah was focused, though his expression softened because of the situation and her fear. "He's already been here. Which means she's in danger too just as we are because of him."
He looked briefly, glancing around to see if there was anything out of the ordinary. Something left behind, perhaps, that might be tied to Ezra or otherwise. Not that the house itself, the fact that he felt stifled (his eyes were, in fact, so very much a mirror of Minerva's at the moment).
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 8:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 8:23 pm
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