Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Kiley and Vendela
When: early evening
Where: run in at the Starbucks

( Venti reveal )

Who: Cameron and Liliya
When: Later afternoon
Where: Liliya's office in Ann Arbor

( I say you're evil. )

Who: Gabe and Lily
Where: Funeral Home
When: Evening

When it didn't feel like things could get any worse, they succeeded in doing so. Gabe was beginning to wonder what rock bottom felt like, and if he could just hit it soon and begin to settle. It was never that easy. Maddock wasn't speaking to him, and Claire's mother could hardly look at him. He'd tried to talk to them, but neither would let him, and there was only so much effort Gabe could put forth. He'd avoided Claire's father like the plague, certain that things would come to blows if he even had to hear the man speak. With Claire's family in the main room, Gabe sat out in the hall of the funeral home, his face in his hands. He was concentrating on breathing, a task that helped keep his eyes free of tears. There were too many people around to spend the evening crying, and he was sure that once he started he wouldn't be able to stop.

Ever since learning the news about Claire, Lily had been increasingly desperate to see Gabe. She needed to see him, needed to know how he was handling things - she had an idea, of course. No one handled the death of the person they loved well. But the last few days, she'd been turned away for various reasons. At last it was the viewing. She'd come to pay her respects, of course; she hadn't started to get to know Claire that well until after their abduction, but they'd been friends, and her death hurt. But she was also there to see Gabe.

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Who: Hap, several NPCs
Where: Ann Arbor -> Scarlet Oak Fire Department
When: Way too freaking early

( But hey, they make sense to me. )

Who: Deirdre Summers and Kiara O'Neill
Where: The Treble Clef
When: Late morning



(  'Cause I won't surrender until surrounded... am I surrounded?  )

Who: Liev & OPEN
Where: Heme
When: Approaching midnight

Oddly enough, Liev had no qualms with purchasing his beverage of choice at a bar. Hunters were a different matter. A matter of pride--he could catch his food himself, thank you. Heme was... a novelty. To him, at least. It hardly had the most prepossessing exterior, but inside was something else entirely, and the fake blood amused him. It was, perhaps, not the wisest of moves for a Lycan to walk into a vampire bar when everyone there had undoubtedly seen the news--but then, he had had nothing to do with it. Let them disapprove, no Lycan sought their acceptance. Least of all him.

"A+, please." Just to take the edge off. He was, after all, trying to keep his head down. In public. As long as he could keep his fangs in his mouth and away from the nearest A+ breather.

A+... The world had come a long way from 'take a bite and see if it suits you'.

Who: Alanna
Where: Her apartment
When: Noonish

( If I do not open the curtains then I cannot see. )

Who: Kitty and Kumiko
Where: Ad Gustum
When: Noontime

( If there’s another way, someone teach me. )

Who: Circe, Ulysses (NPC)
Where: The Gibbon House, London
When: October 2003
What: A brief snapshot into the reasons behind Circe's madness.

( And I will take what's mine, create what God would never design. )

Who: Edward and Odette
Where: Odette's apartment at Cherryblossom Place
What: Reunion...because both Odette's sire and childe are creepy stalker guys. <<


Odette rose that evening with no intention of going to the shop. She was calling a random day off and anyone who had issues with that could bugger off. She slid out of bed and pulled the heavy drapes that blocked the sunlight from reaching her on her bed apart. She still had her coffins in storage but she no longer used them, even after the idea of vampirism became acceptable (even before the Light of May). She'd always had a taste for soft cushions and pillows in life and that never really went away and she had no reason to not indulge. Liev had been a coffin vampire and she followed his lead but she was on her own now and a bed suited her just fine.

( You'll recall that we were quite a pair. So much in love we didn't care. )

WHO: Via, Liza (NPC) and other party folks (NPCS)
WHERE: Via's stripped down New York apartment.
WHEN: The night prior to moving

( I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim )

Who: Kristen and Missy
Where: Berry Days Festival
When: 4:30 p.m.

They were going to the festival! Kristen was delighted and actually acting like a kid this time, prancing around Missy as they got out of the car. She'd gone to the festival with Missy before, every year since they'd moved to Scarlet Oak, and it was a sort of tradition for them. One that the little girl loved dearly and she was always glad when Missy would take the day off to take her. Sure, it'd meant that she'd slept in late but that was okay. Meant that she'd actually slept. Kristen knew her sister still wasn't sleeping enough but she wasn't going to focus on that today because they were at the festival! And it was strawberry day, her favorite berry, and as they entered the fairgrounds she turned her best pleading eyes on Missy, even tugging at her hand. "Can we go get some strawberries and cream?" she asked, fidgeting a little with the purse that she had picked up on the way out. She was ten-years-old now, practically a teenager, and she needed to carry a purse. Sure it was one of Missy's old ones that she had probably thought she threw away when they were still in New York, but Kristen had hidden it for the day when she could use it. Which was clearly today.

( 'cause the road tastes like wintergreen. )

Who: Jillian and Locke
Where: Berry Days Festival
When: Noontime

( Some day you'll need someone like they do, looking for what you knew. )

Who: Zach and Zaviar
When Late afternoon
Where: Lenore's Bookstore

Bookstores weren't really the sort of place that Zach frequented but he had a little self-assigned mission. It was either here or the library and there had been an incident there dealing with a rat and blood on the shelves that he was positive those librarians with their buns would remember. So here he was, a naga in the nature section looking for a book that could tell him more about chipmunks. He understood humans so the real puzzle when it came to Alanna must be in her being a chipmunk. While Zachwas not really sure about how weres worked he thought he had a basic understanding. Human and animal just like him. Only not because they could be forced into their other forms. Bittens more often than borns... didcouragrment to bird maybe?

Zach didn't care really. Or so he told himself. If it wad true he wouldn't be reading about how much food chipmunks could store in their pouches, wondering if that trait carried to the human form for weres? What, it was a totally good reason!

Who: Aurora and Barnabas
Where: Scarlet Oak Library
When: Afternoon

Barnabas had finally begun to recover from his encounter with the demon. It had taken time and help from his wife and, miracle of all miracles, his son, but he had gotten there. 'Coming back' to himself to find that Dashiell was there had been enough to move the man to tears that he hadn't felt the need to hide. He'd faced up to his emotions a long time ago and while he was normally the level-headed one of the family there were times when he broke down. He thought that finding all of his children again and learning that they all were safe could be one of those moments. Haven't seen Amaya and Caelia. Technically they weren't even his but he'd helped raised them from when he'd married Diana and considered them as much. A fact which Amaya seemed more accepted of than Caelia last time he'd checked.

"Don't worry," he told himself, ruffling his hair as he climbed out of the taxi in front of the Scarlet Oak library. Diana had decided to dedicate the day to the gods, feeling nostalgic for home, and Barnabas had decided he wanted to see what Scarlet Oak had to offer since his children enjoyed it so. Plus he had gotten through to the twins, or Aurora since Aetheria was apparently somewhere separate from her twin, and the one had agreed to meet him at the library. He was a little apprehensive about the idea of Aurora going out on her own. Last he'd known she would barely leave Aetheria's side and it was odd to think of the two alone. They always just seemed to go together. "Growing up," Barnabas reminded himself as he started to look around for that familiar face, his thoughts brushing against minds to see if they belonged to his daughter. Minds were easier to trust than faces because he'd have sworn he had seen all of his children dozens of times over the years but no, copy-cats who didn't deserve to look like that. Diana had always agreed... once the storm that came along with her grief faded, usually.

Who: Bradley, Dagmar, Kajsa, Leif, Linnea, Nikita, Satu & Valterri (NPC)
Where: Niemi household
When: 7:00 p.m.

( ...hahahaha )

Who: Aetheria and Caelia
Where: Berry Days Festival
When: Afternoon

( I swallow the sound and it swallows me whole. )

Who: Evelyn and Roxy
Where: late-night cafe
When: around midnight

( Hit me hard enough to wake me )

Who: Madeleine & NPCed workmen.
Where: Her new home.
When: 3pm-ish and onwards

( & hope that I can play a better hand this time. )

Who: Kajsa and Linnea
Where: Grocery store, cemetery
When: Afternoon

Going to the grocery store was something that Linnea did on a very regular basis because, well, she had children to take care of and those children happened to be growing and somewhat fond of food. There was also an addition to the family that needed to be eating more to make up for the weight she had lost. Glancing over at the passenger seat the water elemental found herself smiling fondly at her eldest daughter, Kajsa, utterly delighted that she was there. Jokull was gone and Kajsa was there, even Leif having moved into town for whatever reason - Linnea was unsettled about the possibilities that were there - could not disrupt the fact that now everything was so much closer to perfect. Sure, Kajsa was a little damaged right now - Linnea’s hand twitched with the desire to reach over and smooth back a piece of hair like she would have done when the girl was younger, a little bit of probably unnecessary comfort - but she was still there. Finally. Best birthday present ever.

( You'll know that no one really minds. )