Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Angeline and Domina
Where: The Moriarty mansion (Angeline's room)
When: Night time

It did not escape Angeline that, considering what she had recently been through, she ought to be feeling a lot happier, lighter and more relieved than she was presently. And she would have been, if not for recent events gnawing at her mind, making her face twist into a cruel sneer and a million different ways to cruelly murder a few people pass in front of her eyes like a movie. It also did not help that from the second she had stepped foot outside of the hospital her parents - more so her mother - had not left her alone. There had been questions, hugs, promises of payback, all perfectly unnecessary displays that did her current mood no favors. Once they had finally gotten it all out of their systems and left her to 'rest' in her room, resting against a veritable mountain of fluffy pillows, Angeline had felt more relief than she had felt overall about the experience.

She was weary, that was for sure, but that was decidedly not what was bothering her. In seeing the seeds for betrayal in those despicable little people - and in showing some of her own true colors, for her sins - Angeline had awakened something very dire within herself. Worst of all, she had no qualms about letting it run free. It did not take her long after being left alone to decide that she would focus on magic - black magic, magic to hurt - more than she had ever focused on anything else. Her main goal at this time was going to be forcing those petty little things into their place, or make them suffer for not complying. Dramatic? Oh, absolutely.

They had seen nothing yet.

Who: Leif and Domina
When: Morning
Where: The doom-dome, where Setekh had his fun

This morning, as the family got ready to leave the house as a group and arrive on scene, Domina's mother had informed Domina that her idea of what was acceptable to wear to 'events of this nature' was "unacceptable." Domina had responded by telling her to fuck off. They had since stopped speaking. Domina saw this new development as a vast improvement in the way the world work.

When they got to the scene, Domina detached herself from her parents as swiftly as possible, and made her way to the spot that was getting people so upset. The letters stretched high across the dome, cheerily proclaiming, abaondon all hope, ye who enter here. Domina looked up and snorted. "You ain't lyin'," she mumbled, mostly to herself. "But it goes both ways."

She surveyed the immediate area, seeing that the majority of the people brave enough to approach it closely were weeping or working themselves up to some sort of mental episode. One that wasn't was someone she actually recognized. She recognized Leif Niemi simply because he was a Niemi, and that was a name in this town that people knew. Much like her own. She'd heard that his mother was stuck on the inside.

Lucky bastard.

Who: Domina (brief NPC appearance by her mother) and open!
When: Early morning
Where: it's all happening at SOHS... and surrounding properties

( In summary, Domina Moriarty is having a shitty day. )

Who: Derrick and Domina
When: Late afternoon
Where: Ad Gustum

( 'Much as you get paid you should at least know how to make some eggs that are edible.' )

Who: Angeline and Domina
When: 11:37 on
Where: ground zero

Domina really didn't go in for this kind of thing. In fact, it had sounded like a waste of a perfectly good Saturday, but Daddy had insisted it would look good. So Domina had gone, and had even pretended to enjoy herself. She smiled for photos, waved at reporters, and when she couldn't bite back her sarcasm, she sent texts to her sister. Who was, of course, standing right by her side. Domina had just been texting Angeline a series of snarky remarks about some smelly hippie not far off, when there was suddenly a very loud noise. Things went dark, and she lost a few seconds, but she got the distinct impression she was flying.

When she opened her eyes, she might as well have been in a whole other world. All she could smell was blood and smoke and fire and fear... she loved those scents, but what were they doing here?

She was on her back on the street. She slowly pushed up into a sitting position, and found this wasn't as easy as it should have been. There was a gash in her arm. Blood was trickling down her head. Her instinct was to shift. Shifting would make her heal faster. But where was Angeline? That thought made her heart lurch. "ANGELINE!" she shrieked out, shoving aside some stranger that had fallen on her legs. She needed to find her sister, and they needed to get the fuck out of here. She was already pulling out her lipring and kicking off her shoes so she could shift.

placeholder for Kayla, Angeline, and Domina unleashed on an unsuspecting NYC. I swear I'm going to start this as soon as I've actually slept.

Who: Lex and Domina
When: Late afternoon
Where: Ad Gustum, Domina’s office

Despite all this angelic bullshit in the news, Domina was in one hell of a good mood. Both her parents had been stunned nearly stupid with her announcement of Ad Gustum’s latest employee, and best of all? She was pretty sure she had detected a bit of jealousy in her mother at having met the demon first. Something had ruffled the woman’s feathers, and that meant Domina was having an awesome day. She was in such a good mood that she was actually feeling generous. When she had a free moment, she sent for Lex. She had the most wonderful idea.

( Dis gun be good. )

Who: Salvatrix and Domina
When: Midday
Where: Ad Gustum

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Who: Domina, Lex, and Tanith
When: Early afternoon
Where: Ad Gustum
NOTE: This was supposed to go up on the July 26th gameday, but our placeholder seems to be... lost. -_-

When Ancilla had delivered the news, Domina had calmly told her to summon Lex and Tanith. When she was alone, it took every ounce of control not to throw a temper tantrum of epic proportions.

Amazingly enough, it never crossed her mind to be afraid. A Moriarty needn't fear anything or anyone. At the very least, everyone from that dungeon would have a spell on them to make them incapable of finding this place again. But she was still angry. This slight was unacceptable.

Remain calm, Mistress, Hades urged. Do what needs to be done, and take your anger out on something worthy later.

Oh, yes. That went without saying. Something was going to die tonight. A precious few of the slaves had already been rounded up. And they would all have to be made examples of. It was what any proper Roman enthusiast would do.

And she would enjoy it.

( This shit is not okay. )

Who: Domina and Kayla
When: Evening
Where: A club in Ann Arbor
What: Talking? Drinking? Stuff and things?

( Amazingly enough, dollar signs did not appear in her pupils. )

Who: Domina, and a few unfortunate NPCs
When: Early morning
Where: Ad Gustum
NSF-Work/Possibly NSF-Life

With enough of the slaves recaptured, Domina had finally felt secure enough in doing what she had wanted to do all along. The previous night, before retiring home, she had given orders to take the first five that Tanith had retrieved and have them placed in the largest torture chamber together. Let them take the night to wonder what was in store for them. Domina was confident that their worst nightmares wouldn’t touch upon the punishment she had selected.

( This will never leave you. )

Who: Val and Domina
Where: Ad Gustum
When: Night

Having left the sword-welding vampire in the foyer, Val was ready to speak with someone who had some sense. He'd not intended to meet the madam in the bad mood, though, and did his best to shake it off prior to requesting her presence at the front desk. As this was a vampire brothel, he expected she would be in at this hour, but he could be wrong. She didn't need to oversee every single second of the operations, especially if Lex was there to manage security. He couldn't imagine anything getting past the vampire, at least in the evening hours.

Domina was still seething from earlier events. She'd sent Lex and Tanith out to do their respective duties, and set Ancilla to the task of finding her decent references for a blood witch for hire. Oh, no, she would not let Tanith have the satisfaction of that job. Tanith was perfectly qualified - overqualified, she was damn near a master. Yet Domina refused.

She was about ten seconds away from going downstairs and strangling something, but Hades was doing her best to calm her down. Hades was rational while she was not. You don't know how many Lex will be able to round up tonight. You can't kill the precious few slaves you still have when you don't know if you'll need them in the immediate future. The familiar had good advice. So Domina did her best to calm herself. She was about to send for a shot of vampire blood when she was told a client wanted to see her. The blood would have to wait. Domina took a deep, cleansing sigh and sat herself behind her desk. Hades took his standard perch just behind her and to the right, and she rang for him to be sent in.

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Who: Gabe and Domina
When: Midday
Where: Forsythe and Family Funeral Home - Claire's wake

Domina didn't clearly remember much about the chick who died. She'd been one of the couple that got kidnapped and her dad gave a scholarship, but Domina remembered her as a mousy, rude little girl who needed to learn how to show a little fucking gratitude. The fact that somebody had taken offense and killed her was not surprising.

Appearances had to be made, though. Her story was big right now, so naturally, Daddy had taken up the cause. Unfortunately, Daddy would be debating the hot issues on CNN that, and Domina had been chosen as family ambassador to the wake and funeral. She was an appropriate age, and as her mother had so sweetly put of it, 'we don't ask much of you in return for your free ride. You'll do what you're told.' Great. Fine. Gave her a chance to wear her new garter flask.

Inside the funeral home, Domina first paid her respects to the dazed couple that were pointed out to her as the parents. They were quickly regarded as dim-witted and useless, so she said her piece and walked away. Keeping in character of a respectful, sorrowful woman, she walked to the open casket and pretended to pay her respects. Ugly in death as she was in life. This place needs a better mortician. Eh, guess she didn't give them much to work with. Probably should have been a closed casket. She lingered a few minutes, really putting her acting chops to good work as she sighed mournfully and gently touched the dead broad's hand. Finally the stink got to her too much and she turned away.

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Who: Domina and Zaviar
Where: Clearing in the woods
When: 10:00 a.m.
Warnings: ...guaranteed to go badly.

( On his face is a map of the world. )

Who: Pyotr and Domina
Where: Ad Gustum
When: Early evening
Why: A simple business proposition

It had been a little while since Pyotr had sunk his fangs into this sleepy little town, and while it served as a fantastic hub for his shipping lanes he was still having to do a little bit of exploring to really make a profit that would make the boys back home drool. That in mind he'd been poking his head about in search of various places of entertainment where refreshment tended to be just a few hair short of legal. Coming across Ad Gustum was almost natural in that respect. Every junkie he scraped off the side of the road spoke of it like it was heaven, a myth to aspire and cling on to. Meanwhile, any businessman actually worth their salt knew that it was a perfect place to go if you've got very specific requests and a desire to be discrete. That suited the little vampire just fine, discrete was his middle name...well to be fair his middle name was almost completely unpronounceable to the natives of this region and had a stream of consonants on it so long you could trip over it.

He really could've gone without all the odd looks he was getting as he walked through the halls though, very much wishing he could have just snuck past them with a few crafty illusions. The owner of this place definitely had their act together however, and he was just slightly miffed that such an act was all but impossible. They'll learn respect for him soon enough, he thought, as he would most definitely only forgive their ignorance this once. Standing outside the door to the Madam's office, he couldn't help but admire the fact that despite their veiled gawking at an eight year old walking their halls they still managed to maintain at least some degree of composure. A little smile tugged at his cheeks as he waited to be announced, wondering just how weird things got around here.

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: 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: Hunter and Domina (and Hunter's familiar, Ulric)
When: Noonish
Where: Ad Gustum, dungeons

( he felt very vulnerable and would like to keep his limbs to himself )

Who: Lex and Domina
When: Morning
Where: Ad Gustum, Domina's office

While Ancilla was giving Calypso the grand tour, Domina had informed her that she also needed to shoot Lex a message to meet her in her office. Obviously, they had things to talk about! Like how Domina no longer needed him to find her a mermaid. She was, however, feeling rather generous. So she would have another order for him.

Returning to her office, she scratched Hades' crest for a moment before making herself comfortable behind her desk, triumphant grin on her face. What a week.

Lex had returned to Ad Gustum a hour or so earlier, having finished the whole assassination mission with Garrick. Overall, the vampire was in high spirits. It had been awhile since he was on an hunt like that. Granted, yeah, he did kill several times throughout the week, but nothing beat the rush of lurking in the shadows and waiting for the moment to strike. So that at least explained the smirk on his face when he was walking down the hallways and eventually in his quarters. Once he was done cleaning up, wearing a fresh pair of clothing, Ancilla had tapped on his door lightly, giving him the heads up that Domina was needing him.

Dismissing the woman, Lex made his way towards the young girl's office, wondering what exactly she had in mind. Had to be something good. If it was another Wesley type deal, then Lex was going to be all over this. Not even bothering to knock, he slipped into her office and slowly made his way to her desk. "You rang, love?"

( Oh, honey, no... )

Who: Domina and Calypso
When: Morning
Where: Domina's office

Calypso was dressed to impress. As if that were really something that could have been doubted in any way shape or form. She wasn't certain what a possible vampire fucker was supposed to wear, but she figured that the skin tight outfit she had on would at least give the right impression. She didn't look trashy, but just sexy enough. And that was what she wanted. Pen and notebook in hand, Calypso headed towards the office she was instructed to go to by Tanith. Here goes nothing. she thought to herself as she lightly knocked and pushed the door open when given the go ahead.

( Or 'welcome a broad'. HA HA! )