Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Odin, Orion, Cels and the twins' brand new familiars!
Where: The D'Ambray house - the living room
When: Morning

Picture this: Three angels, all majestic and wondrous, the very model of celestial light...completely off their rocker in various ways. An angel who cannot touch anyone or anything without being assaulted by several degrees of horrible visions, another who couldn't very well open his eyes at the moment - for when he did, he saw things as if they all had the same color patterns as a peacock mantis shrimp, only with more neon - and finally a telepath who had gone completely and totally deaf. Communication in the D'Ambray household had never been so difficult - not even when there had been teenagers in the mix. As it stood, Odin couldn't speak to Cels because he couldn't pick up a pen and write, and neither could Orion because he could probably not see the pad, or the pen, or the letters. And she couldn't hear but oh, she could speak - loudly. It was just a shame neither one of them could answer her properly. Odin had taken to making faces and gesturing to his sister in response, and Orion had started using Odin as an interface. It was now very common for Orion to tell Odin to gesture something to Cels.

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Who: Orion, Odin and Brenda
Where: SOHS barrier
When: late afternoon

( They had to do what they could to help. It just worked out that way. )

WHO: Blair & Orion
WHERE: Supermarket
WHEN: Late afternoon

Blair didn't watch the news. The fact that there was a crisis at the school was lost on Blair. She'd heard about it from Fiona but Blair hadn't really thought any more about it than that. Men took care of such things. Women kept the rest of the world running while men fixed its problems. She'd simply sort of left the house a little after lunch. Blair had done it somewhat subversively, as if she would get in trouble for it. Fact was, Fiona had not really expected Blair to just hang around the house for her whole visit. Blair thought otherwise. After all, how could she fix her sister's marriage if she didn't watch the whole time? Although with Bruce gone, she didn't have much opportunity to observe and counsel.

( Although Mommy doesn't know much. )

Who: Odin, Cels and Orion
Where: the D'Ambray house
When: early evening, around 6:30pm

( God love all your sentimental virtue )

Who: Gavin and Orion
Where: Kaleidoscope
When: Early afternoon


( And when it's over, you'll breathe again. )

Who: Selena and Orion
Where: Ozzy's
When: At around 10pm

Being an angel of healers, Selena had quickly befriended most of her fellow EMTs and even some nurses at the hospital. Tonight it was one of those EMT's bachelorette party, thrown on Sunday because they had only managed to get tonight off and gotten the night shift on the following Monday. It was unusual, but they were having fun. The drinks were flowing, the music was good - despite there being no band playing live tonight - and everybody looked great. This was the first time Selena was going out without Jonas, but it was an all-girls event and to be fair she enjoyed the nightlife a lot more than he did.

Approaching the bar, she leaned over it, getting the bartender's attention right away. She ordered herself a drink and stood waiting for it to be ready while she swayed to the music. It was a fun night, for a Sunday. And with all that had been happening recently every girl she was with deserved to let their hair down.

Who: Brenda and Orion
Where: SO park, at the playground
When: late afternoon

( Orion was not the type of person who was terribly phased by the rain. )

Who: Allegra and Orion
Where: Many Paths
When: late afternoon, around 4:30pm

( Just open your eyes and see that --- you've stepped in the merchandise! )

For a possible solo.

Who: Mason, Orion, and Odin. [PLUS NPC Legionaries!]
Where: The bridge.
When: Early evening.

( Drawing and levelling the weapon, he squeezed the trigger. When the thing kept coming, the shot to its chest not even so much as slowing it down, Mason fired again, and then again. )

Who: Quentin and Orion (and Willie, NPC'd)
Where: Outside Panorama
When: Early afternoon


( and I need to take a pill to make this town feel okay. )

Who: Sasha, Orion and Odin
Where: On the street to start
When: A little after lunch time
What: The baby is finally coming

When she'd woken up in the middle of the night, she hadn't thought anything of pain. It was small and it was gone as quickly as it came. She just tried to go back to sleep but that didn't work very well. She was nervous but everything she'd read said that it progressed As time progressed, the pain got worse and she knew that she was in labor. Sasha was terrified. She couldn't afford to go to the hospital seeing as she didn't have insurance. She didn't know if there was a clinic she could go to. There had been so much time before, but now she was panicked. She looked at her books and they advised she should do something to calm herself. For her, that meant going for a walk.

She was still trying to not scream when a particularly painful contraction ripped through her. They were getting closer together. Sasha needed to get to a doctor, someone to help her with this. Even if it took her eighteen years to pay it off, would have to do that. There was no way she could do this on her own. Slowly, she waddled down the street towards the bus stop, planning on heading to the hospital when she couldn't keep in the anguished sound as she felt a strong contraction. She leaned against a sign post and tried to breath. Yeah, she needed to get to a doctor and fast.

Who: Rina and Orion, with Trouble (NPC'd)
Where: St. Francis’ Church
When: late evening, close to 11pm

( With open arms and open eyes, yeah )

Who: the D’Ambray clan of awesome
When: morning
Where: D’Ambray house

Cels could no longer feel her arms. There was a terrible aching in her shoulders, and when she attempted to find a more comfortable position, spasms of pain shot through-out her body. Her fingers and wrists were tingling. She blinked dumbly, and forced herself to look away from her shiny new computer screen. The majority of her new bedroom was still covered in boxes, still waiting to be unpacked. She looked to her new bed. Had she even slept in it yet? Why did her eyes hurt?

She realized the sun had come up. When had that happened? What time was it? What day was it? She paused Netflix (what a wonderful invention), and minimized the World of Warcraft window on the computer to check the time. It was almost nine in the morning. On Tuesday. Tuesday? When had that happened? Holy crap, when had she gotten on the computer in the first place? She couldn’t remember. Slowly, oh so slowly, she turned in her chair to force herself to her feet. Oh, she hurt. She hurt bad. The Commodore padded into the room and fixed her with a look. Your first electric bill is going to be through the roof, he informed her, disapprovingly. Cels vaguely remembered using her power to re-energize… um… two or six times. You know, whichever. As thrilled as she was to have the Commodore back, and have him talking, she never would have imagined he would be such a killjoy. “I’m stopping,” she told him. “I am. I’m getting up and everything.” How long did it take for muscle atrophy to occur? When had she last eaten? Holy hell, she had to pee. She managed to ignore the pain in her body long enough to run to the bathroom, and after relieving herself, continued on to the kitchen at a much slower pace. She hoped the twins were still home. She heard sounds in the kitchen, and oh so slowly staggered inside. “Feed me,” she mumbled. “For the love of God, feed me.”