Light of May ::: an original roleplay

roxy and savvy

for kammie and savvy maybe

Who: Savvy.
Where: Her apartment.
When: Late morning.

Sleeping in was one of Savvy’s specialties, if there was no need for her to get up then she saw no point in doing so. It was the sound of a loud discussion in the apartment next door that had her stirring more than anything, a disruption she couldn’t just ignore by burying her head under one of her pillows because they were being so loud about it. Whatever it was, and she could only get snippets here and there, they weren’t happy, that much was for sure. Savvy was all for people getting things off their chest but not at the expense of their neighbours, because come on, some people hadn’t gone to sleep until--

What time had she gone to sleep?

Opening her eyes and pulling her head from beneath the pillow that was a crappy sound muffler she looked around the room, her red hair a tangled mess around her head, momentarily obstructing her field of vision. There were a couple of sketchbooks at the foot of the bed that she thankfully hadn’t managed to send sprawling in her sleep and a laptop computer was hibernating on the floor down beside the frame within reach if she leant over to grab it. She didn’t. What had she been doing anyway?

Sitting up and rubbing her hand through her hair and then over her face she yawned and tried to stretch the sleepiness away, making a few choice silly noises as she did so because nothing felt better than a good long stretch in the morning.

The flutter of wings had her pulling up short with a yelp. ( Pigeon? )

Who: Savvy and Roxy
Where: Bits and Bytes
When: Afternoon

( Her computer was possessed! )

Who: Camilla and Savvy
When: Early Afternoon
Where: An Internet Cafe in town

( Camilla was in a sour mood. )

Who: Evan and Savvy
Where: Savvy's apartment
When: Late afternoon


( Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning? )

Who: Savvy and Kiley.
Where: SOHS.
When: Early evening.

Savvy didn’t know why she hadn’t thought of it sooner. It was dangerous, certainly, but there was always an inherent danger to using her powers to any degree, regardless of whether or not there was a gigantic barrier of some sort of magic in her way. She’d been in the middle of finishing off a particular intricate -- in her opinion, at least -- design on one of the restaurant’s accent walls when it had occurred to her and she’d almost had a genuine Eureka! moment to accompany it. It was all she’d been able to do to keep hold of the paintbrush in her grasp when it had hit her, practically with the force of a freight train, and as it was she’d made a rather embarrassing squeak of a sound that had had one of the other people in the room look her way as though she’d was either insane or had spotted a spider or some sort of errant rodent. Savvy had smiled at them in a manner she’d intended to be disarming but if the way they’d hurriedly shuffled out of the area was any indication it had probably come across more psychotic than anything else. Oops? Oh well.

By the time she was done with her work for the day she’d been beside herself with what she could only call excitement and she’d practically bolted all the way to the school as fast as her legs could carry her in order to find the one person who would be interested in the idea. Okay, the rest of pack around said person might be interested in the outcome, if it worked, but it was one person in particular that Savvy wanted to pitch it to.

“Kiley!” she’d exclaimed when she’d gotten close enough to spot her friend and that distinctive head of red hair, raising one hand in the air to wave it to help get the other young woman’s attention. God, she probably looked like an idiot. Hey, nothing new there, right?

Who: Savvy and Kiley.
Where: The Normandin-claimed field across from the high school.
When: Very, very early morning, not long after midnight.

With everything that was going on Savvy had already heard from her employers, who had told her that they wouldn’t be at the restaurant that day and so they would have no need of her services. She would still get paid for the day, they had assured her, and they would let her know when they would be back in their establishment. Whether they knew someone -- a relative, perhaps, or maybe they had a child of their own? Savvy wasn’t sure -- inside the school she didn’t ask because it felt rude to pry like that, she’d simply texted them back to thank them for letting her know, promising that she would make up for lost time as soon as they were back in the restaurant. They responded to let her know not to worry, and they would see her soon. That had been that. It all worked out for the best, really, with her plans to head down to the school, to spend God only knew how much time there. For all she knew they would be there for hours, maybe even the whole day.

Maybe longer. As Savvy travelled down already-crowded sidewalk approaching the high school she was thinking about just what might be going on, how it might tie into the other strange goings-on recently. By the time she gave up on the packed sidewalk and started to travel -- carefully, constantly checking up and down for any moving vehicles -- on the street itself instead she didn’t have much in the way of answers and when the building itself came into sight she only really had one possible explanation, and her first glance at the school felt like a confirmation.

Magic.

Something inside of her recognised it, even from this distance, and chewing silently on the inside of her bottom lip she studied it from where she stood, trying to fathom just how much power would have to go into something like that to make it hold. It made her brain hurt just thinking about it.

“Miss, are you all right?” It was a man in uniform. Savvy found herself wondering if this guy worked at the same station as Mason, but instead of asking that, she smiled and asked a different question instead.

“I’m looking for the Normandins? They’re around here somewhere, I just--”

“Oh, yeah, sure. They’re here.” He was nodding, taking a look around before snapping his fingers and turning decisively to point across the street. Savvy followed his gaze, finding what he was directing her to almost immediately. It was a field, for all intents and purposes, and even from where she was standing she could see people moving around, busying themselves with particular tasks. “They’ve set up shop over there, kind of laid claim to it, you know?” the guy in the uniform was saying, and Savvy picked up on just how curious he was about the whole thing. “I guess it’s a wolf thing,” he added. “You know, territorial behaviour or whatever.”

Savvy smiled and nodded. “Right.” Time to go. “Thanks!” And with that she was on her way, crossing the street and making a beeline for that field, searching around for-- there she was. Kiley was easy enough to pick out, the Normandins themselves were all blonde and, well, statuesque. People like Kiley and Savvy were going to stick out like sore thumbs, but so be it. At least they would be sore thumbs together.

As she came up to her best friend’s side she offered out one of the items she had been carrying with her all the way from her apartment. It was a travel mug, filled with coffee made to Kiley’s preference, and as she offered it she said, “It’s no Starbucks, but it doesn’t suck. Not too bad, anyway.” Because what else could you say to your best friend when she was worried sick about her boyfriend who was trapped inside a magically-encased high school?

Who: Evan and Savvy
Where: Sunny's Diner to start
When: Evening


( as long as you're still burning bright. )

Who: Savvy and Quentin
Where: The local art supply store
When: Afternoon


( The best of us can find happiness in misery. )

WHO: Ronnie and Savvy
WHERE: Starbucks
WHEN: Early Morning -- Around 6:30 AM

( When Ronnie pulled into the Starbucks' parking lot at six twenty-eight that morning, there were two, technically three things at the forefront of her mind. )

Who: Savvy and Langston.
Where: A random grocery store.
When: Evening.

( Blueberry orrrr Apple Strudel? Decisions, decisions. )

Who: Savvy and Evan.
Where: Savvy’s apartment.
When: Late afternoon.

( Right. No time to waste. No time like the present. One of those was fitting, she was sure, or maybe both. Both would do. )

Who: Savvy and Kiley.
Where: Starbucks to start.
When: Late afternoon.

( Savvy hadn’t seen Kiley in far too long, and she needed a familiar, friendly face. )

Who: Dominic Agostino and Savvy Arcadia
Where: The LOL!Cafe That random coffee shop everyone goes to
When: Afternoon


( I'm really just asking to leave. )

Who: Evan and Savvy
Where: Comic book/gaming store
When: Afternoon

( This town just wasn't made for two. )

Who: Zania and Savvy
Where: Heme, for starters
When: Night

( I don't give a damn about my reputation. )

Who: Kiley, Savvy and Selphie
Where: Starbucks
When: Afternoon


( C'mon now. This had to happen sometime. )

Who: Nicodemus and Savvy
Where: Chinese Restaurant
When: Early evening

( You like to think that you're immune to this stuff. You might as well face it, you're addicted to love. )