Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: August and Venus
Where: Sunny's Diner
When: Noonish

( Hey, August. Just you today? )

Who: Marisa and several NPCs
When: Evening
Where: UofM Hospital

( Can see the writing on the wall, I can't ignore this war. )

Who: Laurent and Rae
Where: Rae's place
When: After dark

( One minute there, then she was gone. )

Who: Jackson.
Where: The Budget Lodge; Jackson’s room.
When: Late evening.

( As first days went, not to mention first meetings, Jackson knew he could have done better. )

Who: Kiara and Nikita
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Nikita's house

( She didn't want to think about these things, but the thoughts refused to leave her alone. )

Who: Jo and Marco
Where: Outside an ice cream parlor in SO
When: Very early afternoon

As soon as she told Gabby she was going out for ice cream, Jo hopped off the couch and went to get dressed. It took her longer than usual because even though everybody knew her fingers would probably heal in less than a week, Trent had insisted she went to the hospital and got the full splint treatment. Which she did. So now with her fingers forcefully stretched, Jo's one hand was useless. She was ready to leave in fifty minutes, having asked one of her siblings to help her tie her boots.

At the ice cream place Jo was faced with another challenge, since getting the cone with two scoops of ice cream on it, and having to pay, then getting change, then putting her coin purse in her bag. Three times was she very close to dropping something, and eventually she had to use her mouth to hold things as well. It was lucky that very little flustered Jo, otherwise the badly secluded laughter of the employees would have done a number on her confidence. "Really it takes a special kind of asshole to laugh at someone who can't use one hand." She said anyway, as she prepared to leave.

Leaving. Now there was yet another challenge. With the ice cream in one hand and the other unfit for use, Jo had to push the cone further into her hand and pull the handle with three fingers, letting it go immediately as she walked through. And therein lied the whole problem. She was through, but her skirt, not quite so. Jo did not notice this fact until, as she began walking, the sound of fabric ripping announced the fact that while Jo moved, her skirt had stayed in place stuck in the closed door.

And Jo was smack in the middle of the road holding ice cream with one hand, her handbag on her other arm, and nothing covering the her favorite pair of underwear, the one that said "Evil Beaver" on the front. "OH SHIT NO!" She screamed which, in hindsight, might not have been the best thing to do considering she wouldn't want to get attention.

Who: Lilith, Neil (NPC'd)
Where: Hospital, then home
When: Pre-visiting hours to mid-morning

( The girl was hovering again. )

Who: Elise & Linnea
Where: U of M hospital
When: Late afternoon

( see, I've had to burn your kingdom down. )

Who: Aldwin mostly
When: Mid-morning
Where: A garden somewhere

( And I believe there's no salvation for me now )

Who: Darcie and Rodger (NPC)
When: Afternoon
Where: Home

( 'You need to add the powder, Darcie.' )

Who: Jackson and Dominic.
Where: Streets of Scarlet Oak.
When: Evening.

( There was another were nearby, and more than that, another wolf. )

Who: Joseph and Ulysses
Where: Streets of Scarlet Oak
When: Morning

( Wound up in front of the same door. )

Who: Daisy and Antonin
Where: A random street
When: Late morning

( Daisy must have looked quite a sight walking down the street. )

Who: Jaladhi and Bea
Where: Bea's room at the Budget Lodge
When: after sunset

( I'm at the bottom of everything and I finally start to leave )

WHO | Jadyn, Missy, and Cecil (NPC)
WHERE | Missy's home
WHEN | Lunchtime

( we were sure we'd never see an end to it all )

Who: Angeline and Locke
When: Late afternoon
Where: Moriarty place

Locke didn't want to leave his computer. He didn't want to leave the house either. Sure it still didn't feel quite like home, but that didn't mean it wasn't. People knew that he was here and this was how to get hold of him. People like a blue-haired guy who had told him to go away and hadn't said a word to him since. Yeah. That kinda got to him. Especially since yesterday there'd been that big explosion and no one had heard from him or his sisters... Locke didn't like jumping to the worst possible conclusion but he hadn't had to jump here. He'd taken a small step and all of the conclusions had found him. He couldn't even do his homework to take his mind off it because he'd done it all already. God but being a nerd who loved learning could be a pain in the ass sometimes. Usually just times like now when he wanted to lose himself in a menial task like math or history or an english paper. Teachers were getting awfully lax when they didn't give you enough homework to keep you occupied all day.

It wasn't until after noon, when he'd paced so much in the living room that Amelia had told him to stop before he wore a path right into the hardwood floor, that Locke remembered he had somewhere he could go to take his mind off things. Tall, lanky, blue-haired shaped things. Stop that! Locke ruffled his hair and tugged on a fresh tanktop before shouting at Amelia that he was going over to visit a friend. Then he stopped at the door and wondered why he had said 'friend' instead of 'girlfriend'. Angeline was his girlfriend, right? They were dating and she had taken him to that fancy party and everything. Yet the person that he kept thinking about when he went to - goddamnit he was not thinking about that. All he was thinking about was getting his bike out of the garage, climbing on and pedaling his way over to Angeline's. It was a nice, long ride and by the time he got there his hair was a little damp. He probably should have taken his time so that he was a little less gross, but hopefully Angelina wouldn't mind all that much. But damn her house was big. Swallowing hard, a little intimidated just by the house and other houses in the area, Locke propped his bike up and went to ring the doorbell. That was when it finally occurred to him that he probably should've called to make sure Angeline was actually here. If she wasn't then he guessed he could just go for a longer ride...

Who: Charlene and Frankie
Where: Lenore's Bookstore & Cafe
When: Mid-afternoon

( You dream about going up there, but that is a big mistake. )

Who: Barnabas and Cheila
Where: Elias home
When: Morning

Barnabas didn't know what was wrong with the world anymore. But it was something. It'd gone from a place where he could relax to this world where he was half-afraid to step outside for fear of coming across another demon. That was two that he had now. And all he could do was be grateful that it had been him instead of any other member of his family. They were all angelic and it couldn't have gone as well for them. It didn't go well for me. Barnabas rubbed at the side of his head before swinging his feet over the bed and getting out. His robe was resting on the back of the chair where Diana'd draped it the night before. She was still asleep on the bed and likely would remain that way for awhile. The previous day had been more draining than it had any right to be. A peaceful march, explosions, Caelia coming home for a little bit... if Barnabas didn't miss his guess then she was still actually there. It was nice to have the whole family together for awhile. It likely wouldn't stay that way, but it was nice. He'd even tried to join in conversations and had managed to keep up somewhat decently.

He still wasn't good enough though. Barnabas knew that he wasn't himself again yet and it bothered him even though he knew he wasn't really able to do anything about it. He was trying but his thoughts were like little birds that slipped right through his fingers no matter how hard he tried to grasp. Almost like they didn't belong to him at all.

Sighing, he tied the sash of his robe and made his way quietly out of the bedroom and down the hall. Most everyone else seemed to be asleep and the only thoughts that he had to contend with were his -- oh. It seemed that he wasn't the only one awake after all. It was harder to ignore the thoughts of someone else when he was trying so hard just to keep hold of his own. "Good morning, Cheila." At least he had waited until he had visually confirmed which of the children it was to use their name. They'd grown up with his telepathy but that didn't mean they were always used to it. Glancing at the clock he blinked before moving to put the kettle on. "Couldn't you sleep well?"

Who: Caelia and Rina
Where: The park
When: Morning

( How can you expect to win if you're too afraid to fight? )

Who: Dylan and Gabby, with Urist (NPC’d) and various EMTs/Police (NPC’d)
Where: the river
When: late afternoon
Warnings: Violence, blood and drowning

( But oh, my love, don’t forget me, I let the water take me )