Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Jane and Will
Where: Across the school grounds, where else?
When: Mid-morning

Days had gone by in which Jane had been able to hold herself back from the high school despite her curiosity being at an all time high. However, the ending of that force of will coincided with the ending of other people's good will, apparently, and as Jane saw on the news that people were now charging family members just to stand around on their property the little hot-head decided she might just have a mighty need to satisfy her own curiosity and give some nice folks a piece of her mind. For all her wondering whether or not to actually attempt to touch the so-called 'force-field' enveloping the school, as soon as she arrived Jane realized the barricades had effectively put that idea to rest. Now she was just standing there like everybody else.

This was not the first time her magic and training felt useless to her lately, and it probably wouldn't be the last. Right now Jane had no use for protective magic - there was no one to protect - or the defensive kind - there was no one to defend against. What she could do, what little it was, was ask around if any of the families needed anything such as food or drink. It at least felt good to help out.

Who: Will and OPEN
Where: Sandwich shop in town
When: Late afternoon


( I have a history of losing my shirt. )

Who: Ben and Will
Where: Their home
When: Mid-morning

It was a marvelous Sunday morning, albeit a bit chilly and overcast. Ben had gotten up early, made breakfast for himself and his cousin and gone outside to enjoy some light internet browsing under the crisp fresh air, courtesy of wi-fi. Ben dug into the local news from when he'd been gone, finding everything from angels coming to earth to a new laser-tag place in town which he made a mental note to visit at some point. Will would probably like that. It wasn't too long before he started to realize he was no longer in Hawaii and he would need more than a t-shirt if he wanted to keep sitting outside like this. During his vacation Ben had gotten used to warm, sunny days from dusk until dawn and he had refused to acknowledge this was no longer the case back in Michigan. With a sigh Ben put his laptop on the side-table next to his chair and prepared to go inside and get himself a sweater when he smelled something. Something off. Something horrible, in fact, something that wouldn't have been so horrible if it hadn't been right in his backyard.

Darting his eyes from side to side Ben searched for the source of the smell until he found it. It was just standing there, looking at him defiantly like they liked to do, as if daring him to do something about this shameless invasion of private property, as though it said "What're you gonna do?" with its very eyes. With a look of disgust and anger Ben darted inside.

"Will! Wiiiiiiiiiill! There's a cat in the backyard. A cat. A fucking cat and it doesn't give a shit that I'm a dog. It's just sitting there and it's probably plotting something nefarious as we speak!"