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Plot
The enigmatic political tycoon and scientific research advocate Tristan Eaton agrees to give a tour of one of his research facilities to a group of college students interested in physics and engineering. During a demonstration of a device referred to as an S.C.U something goes awry and creates a quantum shock wave powerful enough to launch several people into the past and disable their powers.
Will they be able to work together and find a way back to their own time ,or will they be crushed beneath the boots of the third Reich?

Characters
Tristan Eaton- konaustin
- Evie Sinclair
-Marcel Porter
- Jane Porter - Hellion

Gentle as a lamb....

It wasn't long before the entrance doors opened to reveal a young woman, with fair skin, emerald green eyes, and light blonde hair pulled up into a braided bun, tied with a navy blue and white ribbon, which matched the knee-length dress she was wearing. The dress, which brought to mind the fashion of the 1940s, subtly accentuated her curves, as well as making her petite frame seem not quite so small. The matching low heels she was wearing probably helped in that. If one were to look closely, they would see that she was also wearing very sheer stockings that perfectly matched her skin tone to cover her legs.

This was Evie Sinclair, one of the students who had come to see what was going on in the world of science. The young Englishwoman was actually a history major, and wasn't really interested in science, but one of her professors had told her that this would be a good experience for her, so she had signed up for the tour. But as soon as she walked into the building, she felt a shiver of unease run down her spine. There was a demonic presence here, she could sense it. It got stronger as she walked further into the building and approached two people who were already there. "H-hello.... Are you the people who are giving the tour...?" she timidly asked, her quiet, accented voice seeming to echo in the large hall.

Gentle as a lamb....

Evie smiled and returned the bow with a polite curtsy, as a proper young lady should, before introducing herself. "It's a pleasure to meet you both, Mr. Eaton, Ms. Walker." She gave a small nod to each as she said their names before continuing, "My name is Evie Sinclair. I'm one of the students who signed up for the tour."

She kept her expression interested and polite, making sure that she did very good job at hiding her discomfort. The demonic presence had gotten even stronger when Tristan Eaton had approached her, making her feel colder and giving her a slight headache.

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Tristan • Eaton
~"Care to make a deal with the Devil?"~
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Equipment
Tom&Elga- current clip- .50cal (10/10)
Loadout
6x- .50cal ( 60/60 rounds)
2x- .50cal explosive
2x- .50cal armor piercing

"It's a pleasure meet you Miss Walker" Tristan continued smiling but noted the ever so slight hint of discomfort , a bit strange but maybe she wasn't feeling well.
When another student entered the hall Tristan straightened up and held a hand out
"So your school is doing a report on the facility? Interesting, Simone and myself are glad to answer any questions you may have, I just ask you keep the flash off when instructed to do so. A few things here are very sensitive to light. "
A sudden chill blew through the air around them as a very faint voice crept on the edge of hearing.
"There is a holy woman here boy...I can smell it"
"Shut up" Tristan whispered out of the corner of his mouth

Gentle as a lamb....

Evie turned to see the other students who had just arrived, her eyes widening as she saw Marcel. For a brief moment her body visibly tensed as she looked at him, but she forced herself to relax and give him a small wave, knowing that now, as her civilian identity, she had no reason to be uneasy around the male. As far as anyone else knew, they probably only knew each other from around campus. "Ah, I remember you! You're the nursing intern from the hospital. Marcel... right?" she queried, playing innocent to near perfection. She then waved to the young woman who had just arrived.

But then the air around them seemed to grow even colder, making her shiver with dread as her enhanced hearing picked up a very quiet male voice, saying that it smelled a "holy woman", likely her. The voice was that of a demonic nature, and seemed to come from near Tristan Eaton, which of course meant that the young Englishwoman turned to look at him with a curious and uneasy stare. "Did you say something, Mr. Eaton?"

Marcel nodded a little. "Yea...I have like a crazy professor that literally should not have any coffee..." the young male glanced back, seeing a tall bald male enter, roaming around with immediate haste as he spoke in fast talk. He chuckled a bit. "Flash is always a bit messy in images, so no worries about that."

Marcel's brown eyes glanced over at a girl that called his name after shaking Tristan's hand. Instantly recognizing the face for Jonathan Price's friend as well as his partner in crime --he would have to be really dumb to not notice that she did not do anything to her face when donning her armor-- he smiled, waving slightly. "Yea. Marcel's right. Miss Sinclair was it? How is Mister Price and his friend doing?" Marcel teased with those words, calling that strange woman that came in to her room their friend. He had completely ignored everything that was going on around them for a bit until the sound of an interesting song went off from a phone, which made him laugh. The next conversation followed by Mr. Eaton made it even more intriguing as others began to join. Feeling the opportunity to arise, Marcel quickly snapped a picture of Tristan while he was talking.

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Tristan • Eaton
~"Care to make a deal with the Devil?"~
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Equipment
Tom&Elga- current clip- .50cal (10/10)
Loadout
6x- .50cal ( 60/60 rounds)
2x- .50cal explosive
2x- .50cal armor piercing

Tristan turned to the girl who called herself Evie and smiled at her question.
"I'm very glad you asked Ms.Sinclair ,because that falls under the jurisdiction of our first department here. If you'll all follow me we'll get underway"
Tristan turned and led the group to a rather spacious elevator and pressed a button marked only with a double helix image.
"In college I majored in business and psychology, that's what got me where I am today, but what held my greatest interest was my minor, biology" Tristan explained as the elevator gently hummed around them "More specifically, bioengineering. Here in this facility we're currently working on things the sci-fi community could only dream of. I'm talking growing fully functioning limbs for the disabled, body modifications both cosmetic and practical, potentially bringing extinct species back to life!"
As Tristan spoke the elevator slowed to a halt and opened to a large empty room with a heavy looking door on either wall.
"But" Tristan said as he stepped out of the elevator "my absolute favorite so far, is gene splicing. Making new organisms using others has been my personal project in this department , allow me to show you my latest success."
He turned and cupped his hands around his mouth
"Holmes! Watson!"
The shout echoed through the room and was quickly followed by a loud 'thing's as a door on the right unlocked as rapid thundering footfalls became louder and louder as their source drew closer. Suddenly the doors burst open as a pair of massive black shaggy dogs, each as large as a full grown male lion, exploded through the entry, their bright red eyes practically glowing as they bore down on Tristan at frightening speed
"Sit!" the two beasts immediately skidded to a half and stood perfectly still at attention
"These" Tristan said as he approached the dogs "Are LaVeyan Mastiffs,my first true success in gene splicing. Made from the best qualities of Tibetan mastiffs, Border Collies,German Shepherds and standard poodles. Enormous, powerful, obedient, intuitive and brilliant beyond compare" He turned to the group and placed a hand on each dog
" Nowhere else in the world will you find hounds like these. Any questions?"

Gentle as a lamb....

Evie was extremely relieved that the elevator had so much room. She didn't want her claustrophobia showing up in public, and especially not here. Not while there was a demon around. She had to avoid showing too many weaknesses, just in case it did make an appearance and attack. She didn't want to be at a disadvantage.

What happened once they got down to the room was rather unexpected. She half expected the enormous dogs to crash into Tristan, with the way they were running. But they stopped the moment he commanded, sitting obediently. Now she could get a good look at them! They were huge, indeed comparable to lions in their enormity, with bright red eyes, which she found very peculiar. And being that their names were Holmes and Watson, she couldn't help but wonder if they were modeled after the hounds of Baskerville.

But then she noticed that there was a very slight demonic air around these creatures as well, making her feel even more discomfort. Perhaps that was why they were so abnormally large, and why they had red eyes. They could be part hellhound! That wouldn't be too hard to believe, considering that there seemed to be a strong demonic presence around Tristan. But the dogs seemed to be of good nature, so it should still be safe to interact with them, which she really wanted to do. She absolutely adored large animals.

She slowly walked up to one of them, cautiously extending a hand for it to sniff, so that it could become familiar with her scent. "Can... can I pet him? Please?" she asked, batting her long lashes and practically bouncing on her toes. The best part? She wasn't even aware that she was doing these things. She just really wanted to pet the gigantic canine.