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Rozwell

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rozwell

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So begins...

Rozwell's Story

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Parson Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Molly paused and frowne, staring at Vexar curiously. "I'm sorry...you look familiar, but I can't recall." She shooed Parson on, the child vampire gladly going on to drink his blood and set up the tab himself.

"You look....You remind me of Maliki." She admitted, then frowned. "You're...Vexar. And She's..Rozwell?" Molly just recalled, almost.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques looked down for a short moment. 'Fool' he thought to himself, of course she'd have no memory. "Maliki? Of course he's still lingering. Dammit." He spoke. "Yes, Rozwell she is... Wait.. Eh?" He turned back to see his 'student' sitting in a booth with a finger pressed to her lips. "When in the hells did you a... You know what, nevermind." He turned his attention back to Molly, then to Selvias. His head seemed to whip around to all the attention he'd gather. "Have a seat?" He asked, directed to Molly, though he hadn't been looking directly at her at that point in time.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques turned back around, Leon had seemed to go missing in the vie for attention. He did catch the smile that Sevlia let slip. "That's what I thought." He smiled as he turned back to Molly. "Indeed, as Rozzy... er... Said. Let's sit." He spoke and plopped down with little grace. In fact, enough force to bounce Rozwell up from the seat. He'd not noticed much of it as he waited hesitantly for Molly to take a seat.

Vexar looked to Rozwell and spoke to her without words... "Awkward talking to someone who doesn't remember you."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Molly frowned and took a seat, then looked around and sighed, "You're gong to cause me such trouble." She informed him. "Maliki is bad enough, going on about taint, and demanding I remember more. I lost a whole year!" At least. "I'm sorry I only remember a few things."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques laughed a bit at the poor man who served Selvia. He kept an eye on her, though his attention would bounce between those around him and even the rest of the patrons. He seemed to be keeping tabs, recording every move without a thought. "Indeed, you've lost more than just a year... Sure, a year's time... But much happened within a year... I do hope you don't trust that blundering excuse for an enforcer... Right?" He felt the heat of a jealousy upon him. "It's alright Rozwell, I'm thinking with my head right now... Not the pants." He smirked, then noticed the fire adept, Ellais, get yet another drink; before he turned his attention back to Molly.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Parson Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"Maliki? No, he just sort of stalks me." Molly frowned. "Threatnes to kill me if I don't remember more." She shrugged. "I mean, I know I work a dangerous job." She said simply. "But I figure he'll be what kils me in two-three years." She wouldn't be too surprised at all.

"If not small, white, and fangy." She said, jerkign a thumb over her shoulder at Parson. "Meaning him."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques had noted the look he received. Not sure, himself, why it would offend anyone if he was only referring to his own brother. But, Vex gave Cryoface a quick nod before watching more steam lift from Ellais' wrappings.

Vexar snapped to for just a moment as Molly spoke. "Maliki would hardly come close to harming you, I know that much for sure. Poor sod has a weak spot for the 'pure'." Vexar gave a swift look to Parson, then paid him no other mind.

"Ow!" Vexar jumped a bit and shook the table. "Watch the tail Rozzy!" He snapped his glance over to her. He'd only hoped it was that and not a kick to the shin for another quick look at Selvia. With a slouch down, he rubbed his shin and gave Selvia a long, and awkward smile.

It was time he'd gotten his shades out of the way. As he sat back up straight he lifted the shades to the top of his head, clearing some of the silver hair out of his face. His vibrant blue eyes nearly glowing as he looked back down to Molly.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"Oh. I'm not pure anymore, according to him." Molly shrugged ti off. "Refused to say why, but he says he won't kill me as long as I keep remembering things." She smiled. "But I can't remmeber everything. It doesn't matter much." She smiled slightly.

"I'll be off in the faerie realme for awhile." She said simply. "Work."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques let his eyes continue to take note of the patrons and those around him. He often found himself the center of attention, and rather loved it. "I saw that Rozzy." He spoke softly to the mage in training.

His eyes slipped back over to Selvia for a short moment, then a familiar voice lofted skyward and to his ears. Short, tiny, little Molly. At least compared to him... "Faes, good luck with that. And," With a slow, forced, smile... "Memories will come soon enough. I think ol' silverhair is just looking for an excuse to keep tabs on you. As far as I am concerned, you're more pure than just about anyone in this wretched excuse for a city."

Vexar reached over to Rozwell and ruffled her hair. "Perhaps more pure than even you Rozzy?" He chuckled, taunting her a bit before looking around the bar once more.

He had noticed Selvia grow a bit flustered. Good, he thought. Confuse the poor lass, Vex, good job."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Parson Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"I don't even now what he means by tainted." She admitted and shook her head. "But he seems to enjoy stalking me. I'm surprised he didn't show up this time. But Parson does seem quiet the deterrant." She grinned. Parson deterred anyone.

"Parson Lesard, put the lighter down, or return it to its owner. You are not even going to try to melt that man!"

"Aaah, Molly!" The boy complained. "I just wanted to see if Cryoface would melt!"

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques smirked at Rozwell, compared to him she was small, to others, she was rather unusually tall. Though, compared to most, he was extraordinarily tall. He'd been keeping tabs on any interactions he'd had this evening. He wouldn't be much of a watcher if it weren't for that. His attention paused on Ellais as he was about to learn the extent of her power. If she wouldn't heal, he'd know just how much power she had behind her magic... If she did heal, he'd be rather unimpressed. 'Ah well..' He'd think to himself.

"Neh, Molly, knowing Maliki; it's some poor excuse to linger around you. He's probably talking about the taint he got on you when you sleep and he watches." He paused after saying that. "Er... Well... That's awkward." He diverted his attention back over to Selvia.

His eyes shimmered from the vibrant blue to a frosted white, and back in a small flicker of time. She'd not realize what he was doing; but it was of no importance... Just, keeping notes. He thought to himself. With another small smile, he closed his eyes for a short moment and nodded. It was as if they were having their own silent... Awkward, conversation.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"I doubt that." She said simply. "He mostly sits nearby. Sometime he talks to us, but not often. He seems to agree that PArson is an absolute menace." She grinned. That is true.

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Vexar Marques smirked "I don't think anyone disagrees to that Molly." He stared at her for a moment, reminiscing the events that seemed to be not so long ago.

"Gah!" He jumped a bit as Ellais shouted. "Nyeh..." He wasn't impressed, her injury had been healed rather swiftly.

"She's not drunk." Vexar spoke to Rozwell as he regained his composure. "She's sick." He smiled and looked to Selvia once more. "I'm not toying, nor meddling. Merely watching." He gestured for Selvia to have a seat. He was fairly certain, if she could, she would. Though it'd be rather cramped.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Parson Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Molly shook her head. "No one does."

Parson skipped over and stared at Rozwell. "You look weird, just so you know."

Molly grabbed the child by the back of his shirt, pulled him over, and gave him a light thwack n the bottom. "Shut up Parson. ACtually, apologize and then shut up."

It didn't work. The boy began to howl in pain as if she ahd actually really hurt him.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques looked at Molly. "You're quieter than you used to be... Responsibility has caught up with you, eh?" He watched Rozwell tease at the boy, and shift around; giving a bored smile here and there. She tagged along with Vexar anywhere she could; bored more often than not.

"Be nice Rozzy, you've got training tomorrow." He spoke and glanced over to Selvia. Another flicker in his eyes. He shook his head with a smile, still. "Still sick miss..." He murmured to her. It was quiet, but easy to understand; as if he was next to her. "Perhaps one day, you'll have time to understand it; and not hide it from yourself."

His attention slowly slipped back to Rozwell and Molly.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Parson Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"Trainng...." Molly frowned, then snapped her figners. "Oh! That's what those stupid little uniforms were for! Training! Karato and I wore them." She frowned slightly. "Not that is matters too much." She said and shrygged.

"Karato's in jail!" Parson piped up. "She hit Molly, right in front of the Director even and got arrested." The boy was clearly pleased. Molly rolled her eyes. "Parsone, that's no one's business but my own. Shut up, or we're going home."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Vexar Marques smirked. "Knew that much. Saw her there myself when I went to collect some of my old paperwork that was collecting dust." Vexar said to Molly. He let a hand rest on Rozwell's head. "Not like it's a surprise, she was supposed to keep her temper under control... I'll not bail her out." Vexar relaxed back for a small moment of time. "Ah yes... Those outfits." He smiled and reminisced for a moment, his eyes closed and head back.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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Molly frowned. "Doesn't matter. She's getting...getting exorcised, I suppose Banished." She smiled and shook her head. "I guess. I guess it's for the best." Molly smiled wanely. "Parson, goto June.

The boy grumbled and shadowwalked to his other caregiver. Molly sighed. "Why did you destroy my memory?"

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Vexar Marques chuckled a bit. "Don't make me rub my hand!" He spoke down to Rozzy. Treating her like a little girl always seemed appropriate to him, after all; she acted like it for the most part.

The mood quickly changed.

"I didn't... And... I hadn't intended for any memory loss to us either... Something, went wrong. And, even I don't remember what it was that happened. I just know that, for some reason; Maliki, my father, and the organization are avoiding me now. I ... I feel like that is a bad thing for once in my life."

Vexar glanced over at the Assassin, it was rather tough to remain serious with an attempt so... Colorful. That's the word.

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"You know, I tried dying my hair brown the other day. I woke up the next morning and it was purple again." Brown. She couldn't even have a normal hair color. "What the hell happened in that year?" She stood and hit her fist on the booth's table. "What did you do to me."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Karato

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"Save your life." Vexar quickly responded. "With Rozwell's help, saved every last bit of you that we could. I'm still lost on how I recovered Rozwell." He looked down to her as she sat up. "You'd have been essence in a cloud of dust floating about the multiverse if it weren't for what we did... So..." He paused... "Yes, there are some side effects... On all of us; balance of the multiverse and all that jazz."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"You know what I had finally decided? You, Malili, Rozwell...all three of you, I had decided, where some kidn of Fae. Some kind of powerful Fae from some court or another. And I had decided I must have been some sort of human plaything to them." She shook her head.

"Do you know, my last memory before it all blanks out? Karato was still inside of me, possessing me." She shooked her head. "And now? Now?" Molly took a deep breath, trying to regain control.

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Vexar Marques chuckled. "Always naive... We're no fae. It seems, you were unable to handle what we are. I did try... But, it was too much." Vexar paused. "I'm afraid Rozwell and I need to head back. We've got work to do." Vexar looked down to Rozwell, who was obviously bored. His re-encounter with Molly had not exactly gone as he'd always imagined it.

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Molly shook her head. "I have to go relieve June of that departmental menace." She said and sighed. "I hope I don't run into Maliki. He'l smeel you on me somehow." It was bad enough Lorn was still ill from being poisoned. Molly paused and thought. "Hey. You know Lorn. I know you do. I remember that. So do you know why she might be allergic to wolfesbane?"

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Rozwell Character Portrait: Molly Bronson

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"She'd have to figure that one out for herself, probably hereditary. You're the ol magical biologist." He smirked. After a short moment he nodded to Rozwell. He faded and flickered from view, his voice remaining for a short moment. "So long Molly. See you sometime..."