Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Lux, Tessa and Jackson
Where: Tessa's apartment
When: Afternoon

Lux was no longer sure just how well she could feel her own torso from all the trepidation. Butterflies were nothing compared to the raw unnerving sensation that accompanied her on the drive from the precinct to Camelot Place. On her mind were no thoughts but those that pertained to how much she wanted this to work. She wanted - needed - to go after that bitch who had attacked Troy and as much as it pained her at this point Troy's opinion on the matter didn't really matter anymore. She would go regardless. She would do this even if Tessa and Jackson - whom she didn't even really know - backed down. She would do this, sadly, even if it killed her. There wasn't that much to live for if her mind continued to be consumed with this need for revenge anyway.

Parking the car on the first available spot Lux almost ran the length separating it from Tessa's apartment, and once she was standing in front of the door she noticed her hand was trembling as she knocked. It didn't matter. Lu would do this even if she couldn't feel herself properly, even if she couldn't control herself. Which reminded her that she really ought to; turning into a monster and mauling to death your only allies did not make for a good execution of any plan. Not that they had a plan, not yet. But three heads were better than one, Lux trusted their collective intelligence. They would get there.

And that bitch would regret ever having lain a finger on Troy Rogers.

WHO | Nora & Zach
WHERE | Outside of the grocery store
WHEN | Afernoon

( A choice was made and, as always, Zoie won out.  )

WHO | Brendan and Lida
WHERE | Woods not far from her house
WHEN | Evening

( How good of her would it be to visit her new friend?  )

Who: Bella and Odin
Where: Sunny's Diner
When: At around 12pm

It had been with a spring in his step that Odin had left his home; prim, proper and ready to resume his life - more specifically, his dating life. Muninn had, of course, warned him many times of the mistake he was making in hiding his true nature from Bella, but then ravens knew nothing of human relationships. You did not just spring that up on someone, however much you liked them.

No, he was taking everything slowly, his revelation slowest of all. Right now Odin was focusing on having a lovely lunch and making up for lost time. Someone else might feel silly for wanting to touch his date's hands so much, but Odin had lived long enough not to care one bit. The heart wanted what it wanted, and what his wanted was Bella's hands between his. He could practically see Cels rolling her eyes in his mind at that.

Arriving a minute or two before twelve, Odin made his way into the diner and took a seat on the first booth after the door so Bella could find him easily. He ordered a strawberry and vanilla milkshake to start, telling the waitress he was expecting someone and would not make his food order before then. As he waited, Odin busied himself touching everything, from the seats to the table to the salt and pepper shakers with a silly grin in his face. There were visions, but they were no longer terrifying. Odin was ecstatic.

Who: Crowley, Sunny and Crowley's familiar Magali (NPC)
Where: UofM Hospital
When: Early evening

"We woke up in an abandoned amusement park, there were cannibal clowns, we had to run from them." Crowley had said this countless times since he had gotten out of the high school that morning. He had been disoriented and a little shocked into silence, but he was fine - and he had lost count of how many times he had said that, too. All he wanted now was to go home, shower, eat and then sleep for a week in an actual bed. But did they let him? No. No, they needed to do more tests, some more invasive than others. They hadn't even let him check on the others he had been with. Last he had seen them - and really he had only seen MacKenna upclose - they looked all right, but Crowley really wanted to make sure. And there were other, more pressing things he could be doing instead of being grilled for information in a setup that was one single lampshade away from a spy movie. "I have to get back to the school and get my uncle's car." He muttered to himself after realizing that unless he was mentioning aliens or demons no one was listening. Crowley had, at some point, started to wonder how his uncle had managed when the car keys had been with his nephew inside the school the entire time. He had asked to call - also countless times. But they had taken his phone - and his wallet, and his uncle's keys and his clothes and shoes - and kept saying how his things were being kept safe in a ziplock bag and would be returned to him when he was done.

Was he ever going to be done?

Barring the slightly high blood pressure and heart-rate - no doubt from the fact that he had just gotten out of the school after being stuck in there for a week forced to live through an alternate reality where people with sharp teeth wanted to tear him apart with said teeth and the government had been grinding him for information ever since, as he had pointed out - Crowley was the very picture of health. Or so he had been told. They seemed to be shocked even though he had heard all kids examined so far sported no permanent injuries or side-effects from whatever had happened inside the high school.

Nearing the end of the lovely afternoon Crowley had been give his ziplock bag along with a juice box and a vending machine sandwich. He ignored the food and got dressed, feeling utterly ridiculous in homecoming garb at the hospital ten days later. The second his shoes were on and his things were in his pockets Crowley grabbed the food and shuffled out the room he had been put in. There were lots of people there, lots of worried faces. Hopefully his uncle would be one of them.

He moved through the halls he knew too damn well already, finding the path to the elevators easily. Out the corner of his eye he saw something impossibly red coming at him, and as he heard his name being called with a thick Brazilian accent Crowley let the juice box hang from his teeth by the tiny straw, bracing for slight heaviness on his shoulder. "Hey Magali. My uncle around?"

Who: Kenna, open to whatever student/chaperon was unlucky enough to get stuck with her as a roomie
When: Afternoon
Where: U of M Hospital

In Kenna's defense, they never should have assigned her to a male nurse. A young, attractive male nurse. She'd just undergone a horrific experience she didn't know how to cope with and couldn't begin to understand, only to find out it was all in her head, which really all boiled down to Kenna acting out simply because it was familiar. Shamelessly hitting on the poor bastard and walking around without a hospital gown (or anything else) on was what she would have done if everything was fine, so by God, that was what she was going to do. And had done. Multiple times. After her x-ray -- which Kenna had objected to very strongly on the grounds of fucking logic, you shithead because really, they were worried about radiation, cleared her for that, and then wheeled her off for a x-ray? Fucking really? -- Kenna was pretty sure they'd 'forgotten' her on purpose. They'd left her in the x-ray room a lot longer than felt necessary. She'd been just about ready to ditch the wheelchair and start walking around, looking for that male nurse, trouble, or Treat - not necessarily in that order - when someone had finally come to take her back to her room.

"About time," Kenna sighed, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes. "You won't let me leave, but you don't watch me very closely. Next time you do that you're not going to find me again, because I'm going to quit this mess." The orderly did not respond. Kenna suspected the orderlies had been specifically told not to talk to her. Fair enough order, that. It did encourage her.

When she was wheeled back in her room, a curtain was drawn around the other bed - that had been empty when she left. "What's the curtain drawn for?" she asked.

"We're past capacity," the orderly admitted. "You're going to have to share." She put the wheelchair's brakes on, and promptly hauled ass out of the room. A room-mate, huh? Kenna got up and headed over to the curtain, pulling it back without stopping to think twice about it. She was going to hazard a guess that they'd been at the school, too. "Fine mess this is, huh?"

Who: Joseph, Daisy, Aiden and Bandit (NPC)
Where: Meadow on the outskirts of town
When: Afternoon
Warning: Fire elementals?

( BURN. )

WHO | Jaladhi and Katia
WHERE | Outside of Jadyn's house --> Outside of Heme
WHEN | Night
NOTES | Any dialogue in italics is spoken in Russian.
WARNINGS | Minimal violence

( She decided to hit Scarlet Oak and to hit it hard )

Who: Henry and OPEN
Where: The Mudhouse coffee shop, about 1 pm
When: Tuesday October 6
Warnings: None
Status: In Progress

( Will kiss for coffee )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: Charlene's shed
When: Directly following this (Early evening)

( Charlene had never really thought about her mortality before. )

Who: Dominic and Camilla
Where: Their penthouse --> Out on the town
When: Evening


( Here's to the night we felt alive. )

Who: Cheyenne and Sammy
When: Early Morning
Where: Scarlet Oak High School --> UoM Hospital

( If she could just get away, she would be fine; the only trouble was, she couldn’t move. )

Who: Ben and Jenny
Where: Scarlet Oak Elementary School
When: Noon

( Maybe there’s a secret call... )

WHO | Lady Vi & Harper
WHERE | U of M hospital
WHEN | Afternoon

( You are not allowed to ever freak me out like that again, alright? )

Who: Linnea & any Niemi's (or Bradley's)
Where: Niemi household
When: Evening

( Where. Is. My. Daughter. )

Who: Missy and Nikita
Where: Nikita's house
When: 10:00 p.m.ish

( I've been trying to hide. )

Who: Dalila, Lumen, and Rico
When: Evening
Where: UoM Hospital --> Palminteri House

( Maybe a sedative would help her get over this ridiculous fear. That’s all it was: ridiculous. )

Who: Desi and Emilia
Where: Desi's place
When: Later evening

( I need your help to get up from my knees. )

Who: Bianca and Delta
Where: Delta's apartment
When: Like 2:00 a.m. or something

( People were supposed to come to the counter for their pack of smokes or pack of beer or various assortment of things that made her pretty sure they were stoned and leave. )

Who: Cole, Isolde, Lilith & Niamh
Where: Hospital waiting room
When: Evening

( Can you believe those guys? I mean, they didn't even laugh at my alien joke! )