Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Remy, Renard, Mati (NPC) and Renard's new Familiar (NPC)
When: Late Morning/Early Afternoon - July 10th, since we suck and forgot the holder XD
Where: Wolfe household

( Oops. )

Who: Toni, Torque, A Nicor demon (NPC) and Patience (NPC)
When: From just before eleven AM and on
Where: Near a lake, on the run, Torque's apartment
Warning: Extremely brief nudity due to shifting slightly NSFW

Toni had ended up with the night shift the previous night and by the time she got off that morning and laid down for a nap, she realized she was way too wired to sleep for very long. And so she got up, grabbed a pair of shorts and a sports bra, pulled them on and headed out towards the lake for a run. It would loosen her up and maybe tire her out and that was just what she needed. She left her house before any reports of demons had went out and so she was completely oblivious as she ran along the lake, the silence surrounding her and only the sounds of her feet as they hit the grass breaking it in little rhythmic beats. Making her way along the curve of the shoreline, she didn't even notice the figure as it emerged from the murky water.

( but I'll protect you )

Who: Ava & NPC slave from Ad Gustum
When: After speaking with Domina
Where: Ad Gustum's dungeon playroom
Warnings: Contains torture. Well, basically all torture. Blood and screaming.

( Such a good boy. )

Who: Domina and Ava
When: Evening
Where: Ad Gustum

Her chat with Zale had gotten Ava wondering about Ad Gustum and whether or not the establishment, under new management as it was, could accommodate her particular tastes. She'd called ahead to set up an appointment for a tour of the facility, with a potential booking if she liked the place. She had a few hours, after all, and it was better to maximize her playtime than have to bother looking around for someone to snatch who wouldn't be missed. And so after making her appointment, she busied herself with a few errands. The demon attacks were bothersome, but Ava kept to the skies as much as possible and wasn't particularly bothered.

When she left for Ad Gustum, however, she had a brief run-in with a demon. Deumos, if she was correct on her identification - female, four horns, crown of bone. Seemed about right. Ava had paused in a shop to pick up massage oil in her favorite scent, a spicy incense blend made by a local witch, when she was charged by the female demon. The streets were mostly deserted, save a local college-age girl who seemed to be hurrying home. Ava casually grabbed the pretty girl as she sprinted past, tossing her negligently in the path of the charging demon to be gored as she took to the air.

She landed a moment later at Ad Gustum, pausing to straighten her hair and clothes. She'd dressed for bloodletting, black pants and a black halter for her wings, with a black sweater tucked into the bag she carried that also held her favorite knives, the oil, and a few special toys. Ava liked to be prepared in case Ad Gustum had someone pretty. She left her wings out to sparkle pale gold in the light of Ad Gustum's entry, head up imperiously as she waited for someone to attend her.

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Who: Linnea & Strike (NPC)
Where: Niemi house
When: 7:45 p.m.

( Mrs. Niemi, I've got bad news. )

Who: Isaiah Williamson and Raina Scott (plus Isaiah's mom Adrie, NPC'd)
Where: Raina's house // Isaiah's parents' house
When: Early afternoon



( That hope was shattered like the broken glass in Raina's picture frames, scattered across the hallway floor. )

Who: Graham, Uli, and Kismet (NPC)
Where: Random coffeeshop
When: 10:30am

( Nobody ever had a dream round here, but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me. )

who: Ella, Seanna, Sean and a demon
when: mid morning and on
where: streets of scarlet oak
what: getting home when demons are running amok isn't easy


Ella hadn't slept well after Sean left the night before, it was like eight and a half years of emotional baggage had been pulled from the closets and their tight lidded boxes and buried her and once the tears started it became impossible to rein them back in. She'd cried for what seemed like forever though it was only a few hours until she'd cried herself into unconsciousness. When the alarm had gone off all Ella had wanted to do was pull the covers back over her head and hide in bed all day, she came thisclose to calling off her class. However, she sucked it up, managed to get herself and Seanna together, showered, dressed, fed and up to Ann Arbor by 7:45am.

( or just a concerned father. )

Who: Graham, Saoirse, and Kismet (NPC)
Where: Heme (OH SHIT, IN PERSON THIS TIME, GAIZ)
When: Late evening

Graham was fully aware of the fact that there were demons running around. Hell, Kismet would not shut up about it the entire day. All she did was flutter about in his face bitching and moaning about how, you know, he could die tonight. Dear god, forget dying via your blood getting sucked out. Some nasty faced mofo is going to mess you up before you can even GET to Jezebelle's place! Why don't you even go there now? Where are you driving to? This is NOT the way to her house! Are you-

"Holy fuck, I'm going to die from an aneurism thanks to you before a demon gets to me." He did his best to ignore the moth and kept driving. There were several things he wanted to do that night before heading off to Jezebelle's place. If he was to go through with this whole turning thing, then he wanted to have a couple drinks before he did so. Sadly for him, there was only one bar in the area that was deemed a safe haven from demons - Heme. This would have been fine if it wasn't for the fact that his lovely ex-girlfriend who fucking MIND RAPED him last week worked there. Maybe she had the night off. That would be perfect if that was the case. Though at the same time he wanted to see her. He wanted to lay everything out on the table once and for all, especially after the dream he had with her in it.

Rolling on up to the bar, he briskly made his way inside, finding himself not overwhelmed with the typical blaring music, but instead with a gentle harp. Raising a brow, he made his way to the bar, ordering himself his typical dry martini, and even had the balls to ask the bartender if Saoirse was on tonight. "Eyes to the stage, man," was all the bartender said with a grin. Blinking for a second, he finally turned his head to eye the stage, and his jaw just dropped. It was her. And holy crap, her hair was red again. Just like when they first met. Hearing Saoirse play again was amazing. Beyond that even. Hell, there were no words to describe how wonderful it was to indulge in her music. Too bad that wouldn't last forever. With their track record, Graham was expecting to leave the bar with a black eye at bare minimum.

( I love you girl but I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have. )

Who: Kristen, Missy and Nikita
Where: Nikita's home
When: 3:30 p.m.ish

( Then it's your price to pay. )

Who: K-lee and Roxy
Where: Streets of Scarlet Oak
When: Evening
Warning: Violence

( Is it ever going to be enough? )

Who: Jane, Ty and a Legionary of Deumos (NPC)
Where: The road, somewhere just outside Scarlet Oak
When: Nightfall

The demons' timing was impeccable. Just as Jane was planning on getting out of town - and packing for it right now, with the trunk of her car wide open outside her house and the sleeping bag concealing her weapons - they had come back and made everything difficult. From traveling to staying alive, both things Jane needed very much of right now. And always, in the latter case, of course.

With a sigh, Jane resigned to the notion that she would just have to fight the rogue were she was set to protect the town of Canton from. Her sources had said it sounded like a werewolf, but Jane would hold off on identifying it until she saw it. Preferably, already dead. She pulled the trunk door shut with that thought in her mind, and went around to the driver's seat.

Music, water and light snacks in the glove compartment. All three things checked meant Jane was ready for a road trip; and thus, she started driving, on her way out of Scarlet Oak.

Who: Nastasiya and Grayson
Where: Heme
When: Night

Oh, Demons, Demons, Demons. They annoyed Nastasiya in more ways than one, but especially because she wasn't used to - and didn't like - being afraid. For the longest time she was fairly conscious that above vampires there wasn't a lot more to fear. However, after her previous encounter with a corpse-eating demon, which, hard to admit as it was, had only gone well due to the presence of another vampire, Nastasiya came to realize the game had changed. And now they were back, and they couldn't have come back at the worst of times.

Nastasiya had been out of sorts since the last time she had seen Sebastian - for obvious reasons. This only added insult to injury as far as she was concerned, and it was sad that she was considering having some sort of 'recreational blood' to pretend to get drunk. It was also sad that while she had felt like going to Heme, she didn't really feel like leaving. Not because of the humans there in search for protection, obviously, but because she really, really didn't want to encounter a demon again.

Sitting at the VIP section, thanking all the Gods she knew to name that Sebastian Van Cleve wasn't there at the time, Nastasiya wondered what to do next in other to, at least, pass the time in a less boring manner. Worst of all was the notion that she looked as she felt; her acting chops were failing her blatantly at the moment.

Who: Kinah, Karine, a couple NPCs and a Legionary of Deumos
Where: The streets of Philadelphia Scarlet Oak
When: At around 11pm

It was so like Kinah to be out and about when all outlets warned against doing so. In fact, it was why she was doing it. She had never seen a demon in her life, and she sure would like to. She wondered if she'd feel any sort of affinity towards it, or if they were as majestic as everyone made them sound. Terrifying was, possibly, the correct word. However, Kinah hardly found anything terrifying anymore.

She stepped out into the night, oddly unarmed for what was usual, wearing a short blue dress and high heels. Quite as though she was calling for danger to befall her, in a way. Except she knew very well she could probably befall danger instead.

It wasn't long before Kinah was hearing screaming at a short distance, probably just a bent corner away. It made her laugh, for some reason. Better them than me, was the general sentiment, which made sense when you thought about it. Still, Kinah was curious enough to take a peek around the aforementioned corner, safely hidden in the shadows. Except, though her vision was quite good, she couldn't really see much. Not because of the lack of lights, obviously, but because she was much too far away still. Whatever it was, it was gory, judging by the screaming. "Good Christ!" She exclaimed at the noise.

Who: Bartleby, a handful of NPCs, and his animal buddies
Where: Bart's home primarily
When: Starts very early, goes on to more midday
Why: 'Cause this is what he does on his days off

( It had not been the best of weeks for little Tommy Welsen. )

Who: Sadie, Seeley and Melody
When: Early afternoon
Where: Melody's house


( Hunters I could handle. I never bargained for demons. )

Who: Kat, Otter and Snow family NPCs
Where: Snow household - SOHS
When: Noon

( Most people aren't me. )

Who: Arich (NPC), Jokull and Nikita
Where: Detroit - Jokull's office
When: Morning
Warning: Torture, violence, character death

( And you have been found wanting. )

Who: Angeline, Hunter, and Domina
When: Midday
Where: Ad Gustum

After leaving Hunter's cell, Domina had made a call to her dear sister, informing her that it was very important she get to Ad Gustum with all haste. Once the younger Moriarty arrived, Domina was already waiting in the foyer for her, all smiles and grins. "I have a surprise for you!" she announced, moving to her sister's side, and blindfolding her before objections could be raised. "I think you are going to be very happy."

( Angie can has... )

Who: Harley Villetta and Chance Knowland... and the Deumos demon Chance is fangirling O_o
Where: Outside Sunny's Diner
When: Late afternoon


( There was no doubt about it - Harley was going to be dead when he got home. )