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Who: edmund pevensie

exonerated & you... maybe.
What: event stuff + all around catch all for october shenanigans.
When: october.
Where: various places in olympia.
Warning(s): tba.

EVENT PT. 1 —
[ 1. Sanctuary: Edmund will be around the Sanctuary primarily because of his sister — he's going to try to keep her in bed rest for the most part, with unsurprisingly disastrous results because his sister is as stubborn as he is — so feel free to bump into him before, during, or after Lucy's arrival and subsequent escape(s) from the Sanctuary. Depending on the circumstances, he's either going to be worried, tired, or annoyed. We'll RNG it.

2. Fight & Capture: Edmund is also going to be around arresting associate NPCs once more information about them has been sent out. (2) are easily captured, with only basic knowledge of weapons training and can be arrested and subdued easily; (2) are well-trained, armed and dangerous, but with the help of another skilled refugee, can be easily taken down; (2) have greater strength and magic at their arsenal, so Edmund will need all the help he can get in order to defeat them — and you might not be successful.

Also, Edmund is looking to capture them only. If your character is more inclined to killing the associates, prepare for some negative CR coming your way.

3. Royal Guard: His main area of patrol is the Nobles District, specifically around the Institute, so he'll be patrolling that place diligently as per his job. Feel free to bump into him there!

4. Outside Olympia: He may be asked to hunt down certain flora/fauna for ingredients needed by the members of the Institute looking to find a cure, so feel free to bump into him outside as well!

5. Wildcard: Feel free to wildcard me, or if you want me to start on a specific starter for you guys, pm me here or pp me at

vortigern or message me at discord: emperatrice#1378. ]

EVENT PT. 2 —
[ TBA when the second part of the even goes up. ]

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[ The moment he finds that his sister is ill, Edmund doesn't waste much time. Claire has been a friend, somewhat of a confidant — and she is competent in her capability to heal and take care of others. Edmund knows this first hand, and trusts her explicitly.

My sister is ill, he types. I will bring her to you as soon as possible. As soon as possible, meaning, as soon as he manages to wrangle her into going, mostly through a battle of stubbornness and sheer will. In the end, Edmund is completely healthy, and Lucy weakens the more she fights him, and he manages to take her to the Sanctuary despite all forms of protest thrown his way. In this, Claire can see, that while Edmund has been kind, somewhat cheeky, and mostly cheerful — there is nothing more prevalent than the worry and love that he has for his sister, and the hard edge on his face means that anger is brewing in him, anger that he hasn't felt in years.

Not to Lucy, no — that much is obvious.

Once everything is sorted out, Edmund lets out a loud sigh, mostly tired. ]

Be vigilant, [ he says, his voice wry. ] My sister is rather clever, and much more stubborn than I am.

[ And Claire knows all about Edmund's stubbornness. ]

Edited 2017-10-03 07:49 (UTC)

[She's seen a brother's love for his sister in Jamie and Jenny, and she sees it here now. She also knows how a man can fret himself sick if given the opportunity, so once beds are obtained and some level of comfort secured for the moment, she takes the time to check on Edmund. She puts a reassuring hand on his arm.]

Don't worry. I've plenty of experience with stubborn. [Stubborn is what she married. Still, she doesn't want him to worry.] I'll take good care of Lucy and I'll let you know if anything changes. [For better or for worse.]

How are you doing, Edmund?

[ It had been difficult not to get swept away by crazed emotions in the aftermath of the attack, especially after realizing that his sister has become one of the primary victims. He is no help in the medical side of things, and would only be a hassle to the obvious professionals that work in the Sanctuary's esteemed establishment. As much as he wants to look after his sister all day, he knows he will be of much use somewhere else.

Long story short, they are looking for the main culprit and his associates. They pose a threat to the security of Olympia, and Edmund is a good guard, a good brother, and he thinks himself a good man — he intends to capture anyone involved in such a heinous attack. That's where he meets up with Robb Stark, whose sister Sansa is also at the mercy of a sudden illness that swept the city. ]

The culprit they caught, [ the one that divulged names ] it was said that she had a tattoo on her wrist, the letter 'M'. It seems there are other individuals with a similar design on their skin, hiding in plain sight among the natives of the city.

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[ He's hunted with a couple of individuals before in his spare time — mostly with Dutch, who is as skilled as she boasts to be, but he'd taken Diana out on a couple of escapades outside the city walls, to learn from how how to hunt — and he doesn't hide the fact that he goes outside sometimes, so he volunteers to get out when he isn't on guard duty, or actively investigating the city for clues regarding the individuals that started the attack. The great minds of both the Sanctuary and the Institute are working together to find a cure for the sudden illness that's sweeping the city, but they don't only need thinkers — they need volunteers, doers, finders, hunters.

Edmund comes back one day with a small bag full of requested ingredients that could be found outside Olympia. Security in the Institute is tight, with everyone being on guard and all of the Royal Guard hellbent on making sure the citizens of Olympia are safe, but he eventually manages to make his way up, and eventually inside one of the labs where another one of those great minds are working in.

Edmund only pauses a bit, his shoulders sagging at the sight of a familiar face. ]

Mr Foster. [ he smiles, lopsided. ] You're a man of many talents, I see.

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[ The Institute's abuzz. They've split into teams by themselves, some of them analysing the gas, others experimenting with alleviating the symptoms, stopgaps until a cure's found. No one's died (yet) but there's still an air of urgency about the place. Employees are more brusque, the number of assistants seems to have doubled. And naturally — there's volunteers chipping in to help. ]

Edmund.

[ Bruce's smile is all politeness, they don't really have time for pleasantries when work needs doing. He lowers the gas on his bunsen burner to let the liquid simmer. ]

I'm coming to you.

[ Easier for him to navigate the lab than ask Edmund to come in. ]

Who are you looking for?

[ Teaming up with Peggy — as most of everyone in the Royal Guard is dedicated to finding the perpetrators that started the attack, if they haven't been tasked to vigilantly guard and a patrol certain areas of the city — has been a easy choice. They've worked together once, and the result had been successful enough to know that they work together well. And that was after a split-second decision of helping Peggy after he'd gotten in the way — this time, they are deliberately partnered up, and Edmund is pleased about that, a little.

At the very least, he knows that things will get done.

They're walked together down the entertainment district, near the theaters. It'd a little more subdued, in the aftermath of the attack, but there'd been rumors of a couple of individuals associated with the culprit hiding in this area, through the back alleys and side doors; he and Peggy have decided to investigate. ]

That bomb — when it happened, I was reminded of, well... [ He smiles, lopsided. It's not a happy smile. ] The war, I suppose.

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[ She isn't in her Royal Guard blacks, to better blend in. Her pistol is in her handbag and she looks, for all the world, like a woman out on a stroll with her friend. And that may very well be true, but there's work to be done here, and she's glad to have Edmund's help and company. Because he's right, of course. The bomb had borne reminders of the war and while she hadn't been in the city when it happened — her patrol route takes her to the outskirts — she'd run towards the commotion instead of away from it. She'd done that back then, too. An old instinct, not long dormant. To help, to be in the centre of it all, to find the cause. To stop it.

She didn't think the spy they captured a few weeks ago was the end of it. But she'd thought whatever information had been provided in that interrogation could prevent further disaster from striking Olympia itself. The woman they'd caught was responsible for a bombing and Peggy is certain it's all related. And she wonders if she'd acted quicker, would it have made a difference? She can't tear herself up thinking of that, but it digs at her all the same. ]

Me too, [ she murmurs, expression shuttered and gaze sharp. ] I suppose we should be grateful London was never hit with anything like that. The poison gas in the Great War alone...

[ She breaks off, jaw tight. She knew about the Manhattan Project, of course. She knows what was done to Japan. This is not on the same scale, nuclear is not chemical like this was. But war is war and war is hell and this is how it always starts. ]

What have you heard, Edmund? About this?

Edited (punctuation is v impt) 2017-10-04 04:04 (UTC)

[ Once everything was calmer from his end, he'd slowly trickled down his list of friends and acquaintances that he's yet to meet, hoping that they are all okay. At one point, he'd hope to catch Newt again, but there have been no responses to his message. His thoughts stray immediately to Tina; he knows she is capable and level-headed, but even the strong ones might succumb to illness if they got close enough to the blast, or anyone contagious.

He sent her a message, There is chaos in the market district. Are you well?, as he's on his way back to his house. He never realized it before, but he lives quite close to Tina next door, in fact — and eventually, he spots her. ]

Ms Goldstein!

Edited 2017-10-03 07:59 (UTC)

[ Things have been a mess since Newt's disappearance-- again-- and the only upside is it keeps her busy enough. It's enough to keep her mind distracted from the last time she saw a bad illness and she'd never been in the war (not yet, it was inevitable a war with Grindelwald would come-- she knew, and according to Remus it sounded like she had more to do in it). She's busy and trying to help the Olympians she can since, though investigation was her forte, there were too many hands in that fryer so to speak--

And not enough here on the ground. She doesn't even wonder if she'll get sick, at this point, and only does what she can. The woman had received Edmund's message in mild surprise-- She finds it difficult to believe she has anything other than acquaintances here. Unfortunately, she's busy at the time, and shelves responding and it's only later as she's made her way to her doorstep she hears him. ]

Mr Pevensie. [She turns on the spot, wariness in her features but no less alert.] Fortunate time, you have. I only just remembered you'd messaged-- Sorry for not yet responding.

[ By has a bouquet of flowers tucked under one arm, a rather rumpled appearance, and an expression of most profound irony. He'd come bearing a gift for Lucy, only to find her...absconded. Vanished. God only knew to where. And so he hails the fellow hanging around the place where she'd been laying, saying - ]

I don't suppose you know where the lovely occupant of that hospital bed has gotten herself off to, do you?

[He had visited Lucy several times since she had become ill and he happened upon her, trying to leave her bed. He had tried to keep her occupied since then and to help keep an eye on her, but it seemed as if she was determined to do what she wanted, much like his own sister.

It was little wonder to see Edmund upset and searching for her.]

How long ago did you notice she was gone?

[Ghost was with him and already near her bed, sniffing the sheets for the woman that had been there a few days before.]

Where do you think she would go?

[Ren has been following his own leads to find people who have the information he's looking for. Those he's managed to find didn't survive to pass their secrets along to anyone after him. As far as he's concerned, it's for the best.

When he crosses Edmund, it's in the form of a fleeing person bumping into him. It's not someone Ren is looking for--the person he's searching for is supposed to actually put up a challenge--but he can feel the fear and guilt of being caught radiating off of this one.

He glances toward Edmund, back to the person who is still trying to evade capture. He reaches out to the person--abruptly they freeze, unable to move though Ren hasn't touched them at all.

Another glance to Edmund.] Is this one yours?

[ Theon, for one, looks anxious and exhausted. He’s hardly allowed himself a rest since the attacks, and he’s only retreated to a darker place mentally since the second wave of new arrivals. His world is falling apart around him, and his trust in others has begun to waver significantly.

He doesn’t trust the Starks, but he still cares about them deeply, hence his presence in the Sanctuary. He’s come to check on Sansa—and his own sister when she falls ill, if she should have actually stayed. Chances are, she hasn’t.

When he spies Edmund, he smirks, his typical greeting, but it doesn’t meet his eyes. It’s a mechanical action, done only out of habit. ]

You look like shit.

[ His tone implies that it’s mutual, because he knows he looks like shit as well. ]

Oyster-man!

[ Amy calls out, recognizing the man she'd met at the beach party. How strange that it feels like it'd happened some years ago, when in reality it probably wasn't more than a couple of weeks at most. Time feels odd here, but more than that the events of today have really skewed the way she feels about this place and how long she's been here.

She's looking a little disheveled and mostly tired; she'd been helping the townsfolk for most of the afternoon and only now has a moment to stop and rest. She isn't even sure why she's here in the Sanctuary or why she cares so much, only that she does - and it's what she and the Doctor agreed she would do while he continued the investigation outside of the market district. ]

Are you all right?

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( open! with some closed starters. )

♚ claire fraser | pt. 1

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♚ robb stark | pt. 1

♚ "alan foster" aka batman | pt. 1

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♚ peggy carter | pt. 1

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♚ tina goldstein | pt. 1

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Pt.1, 1!

During escape

fight & capture

sanctuary

sanctuary.