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(Insane) Adele and Tessa[]

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 19:25, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
She's lingering in the shadows, concealed by the darkness and twirling a pocketwatch round her finger in time with the ticks. She looks the same as she did before she left - well, maybe there's a slight difference. Her figure's a tad slimmer, her eyeshadow's a little darker, and there's a glint in her eyes that wasn't there before. "Oh Tess-a," she sings, voice smoky. "How's my daughter doing?"

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 19:35, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"Aww, were you worried about me, dear?" she drawls, her heels clicking as she crosses the stone floor. The pocketwatch swings almost hypnotically from her finger. "This world is full of surprises, my love. You'll learn that when you grow up."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 20:29, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"You have Xavier, dear," she says, her eyes flashing at the mention of her 'son'. "Don't tell me you've forgotten about him already? Not only I adopted you."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 20:36, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"Oh, Tessa, no one is me, which is why you shouldn't get so attached. People can leave any time. Think about your parents," she says, shrugging off the remark nonchalantly with a small sneer. "And non, don't bother them. I'm sure they're busy working."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 20:46, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"Oh, Tess," she whines dramatically, grabbing her daughter's hand and spinning her. "The night is the best time of the day. It's exciting. You get to hide in the shadows and sneak about."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 20:56, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"You can't be a Parader if you're scared of shadows, Tess," she laughs, the laugh growing slightly more creepy as it lingers. "They allow you to conceal yourself. You can do anything in the shadows." She disappears into the dark corner of the room in almost a flash, swift like the wind, before reappearing next to Tess, eyes gleaming. The pocketwatch is gone, and in its place is a gun.

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 21:19, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"Have you ever played Russian Roulette before, dear?" she grins, eyes simply ablaze. "Of course you haven't, you're young. Honestly, it's a wonderful game. You just spin the barrel -" She pops out the barrel and slips in a bullet. "Spin it, and..." She spins the barrel, pops it back into the gun, holds it to her head and pulls the trigger, not flinching in the slightest. The gun clicks, and no bullet flies out. "It's simple, really."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 21:27, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"Aw, Tessa, dear, don't freak out!" she says reassuringly, kneeling to get to her daughter's level. There's that smirk on her face, the one she reserves for when she's in her Parader mode. When she's invincible. "And don't scream, either. I don't want people thinking we're in trouble."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 21:36, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
Before Tess has finished screaming, she brings the gun up to her daughter's forehead, cocking it with a click that echoes across the cavern. "You've got a one in six chance of me silencing you permanently, Tess, so I suggest you shut the hell up before I make it a finality."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 21:46, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"Oh, I don't know," she shrugs nonchalantly, taking a step forward with her hand steady on the handgun. "Can't remember, to be quite honest. I went with the intention of finding Soren and I still have no clue where he is!" Finishing the last part with a high-pitched chuckle, she bites her lip. "Hold your breath," is all she says before squeezing the trigger. The gun clicks, with no bullet.

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 21:56, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"Of course I care about you, ma cherie," she sighs, the gun still pointed at her daughter's head. "But if you want to be a Parader, you can't just be aware of the sugar-coated life inside this Citadel. We see horrible things. Blood. People tied up and tortured with Unforgivable spells for information. Why, look what happened to your parents. They went out to complete a simple mission, one that shouldn't have taken long, and they ended up getting disemboweled by some crazy folk. It really is an unpredictable life, which is why this -" She holds the gun up. " - is such a good introduction."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 22:06, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
"You insult either of them again, I'll press this trigger over and over until I find that bullet and it goes straight through your skull," she spits, examining the handgun as it glints in the light of the torches.

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 22:14, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
She peers at the girl curiously, as if it's the first time she's ever laid eyes on her, before bursting out in a bout of manical laughter. "Oh dearie me, you really think you're brave, don't you? You think you've landed on your feet here, in a dingy little hideaway for a group of crooks. Let me tell you something, sweetheart. This isn't a good life. You're the product of criminals, and you're being raised by other criminals." She stands and takes a step closer, twirling the gun around her finger as she towers over the child. "Do you think this is exciting? Dear, we rarely make it past thirty. We get tortured and drained of blood for information, or have our throats slit for something we didn't even do, or we go missing in search of the drugs we're addicted to. Your parents didn't last long and neither will any of us. Xavier and I will probably be dead by the time you start school, so don't get too attached. You lost your parents once, and you're going to lose them again. Get used to it."

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AdeleDark
Adèle Bellerose - Spy for the Black Parade • pushed to the brink
- "Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked."
Message Me - 22:20, November 15, 2015 (UTC)
As Tessa starts to walk away, she points the gun to the ceiling and fires. The bullet flies out, colliding with the roof and cracking it. "Oh, would you look at that," she tuts, looking up at the stone. "I've damaged Sabrina's lovely roof. You're lucky I didn't shoot you when you asked, or it would have been your brains decorating the walls instead of the fancy carvings."

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Xavier and Finn[]

Xavier 2
Xavier Hartt - Thief
- "Stealers, keepers."
Message Me - 10:53, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
He finds himself in the Catacombs after walking around the Citadel too much, just exploring.
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Finnegan Montgomery - Whistle Blower
- "Words are wind"
Message Me - 11:03, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
He was already down in the catacombs, running his slender fingers along the details of a skull on the wall. He traised the holes and dents and bumps as he heared footprint slowly come down the damp, stone stairs.


Xavier 2
Xavier Hartt - Thief
- "Stealers, keepers."
Message Me - 11:22, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
He mumbles the spell Lumos under his breath, holding up his wand to illuminate the dark catacombs. He comes across the silhouette of Finn and steps a little bit closer so that the light will hit him and Xavier'll see who it is. Recognizing him as one of the newer members, he puts down his wand. "Hey," he says, "You're one of the new ones, right?"
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Finnegan Montgomery - Whistle Blower
- "Words are wind"
Message Me - 11:26, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
He glanced over his shoulder at the ball of light, his pupils dilated and he was forced to squint slightly. He moved his hand infront of his eyes. "Yes, I'm one of the new ones." He saw the wand lower and he uncovered his face. "Name's Finn" He said in a heavy Spanish accent


Xavier 2
Xavier Hartt - Thief
- "Stealers, keepers."
Message Me - 11:28, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
"Xavier." he says, introducing myself. "So, you join the Black Parade and the first thing you do is explore the catacombs?" He raises an eyebrow.
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Finnegan Montgomery - Whistle Blower
- "Words are wind"
Message Me - 11:37, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
"Not the first but one of them." He offers a large, toothy smile at the other male. He steps back slightly as he runs his hand along the bold top of the skull. "You can learn a lot about people through their ansestors and history." He smiled again.


Xavier 2
Xavier Hartt - Thief
- "Stealers, keepers."
Message Me - 11:49, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
He shrugs. "I've been trying to find out more about Sabrina Le Fey for the longest time," he says, "Believe me, it's a lost cause."
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Finnegan Montgomery - Whistle Blower
- "Words are wind"
Message Me - 11:52, August 13, 2015 (UTC)
He shrugged his shoulders at that and the mood seem to get less tense "Ah well... who said I was look for her history?"
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