Wednesday, July 8th, 2009

Friday: February 1, 2008

[info]allatonce
Who: Jake, Aveira and Marcus
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Blacksmith and Weaponsmiths Shop
What: Jake and Aveira finally put the gloves on and poor Marcus gets stuck in the crossfire

Jake usually got in after Aveira did. She was an early riser and she was a bitchy one at that. Not to mention bossy. He kind of liked the bossy part, but the bitchy part he could do without. Maybe he could do a little sing-song in her honor and she would chill the hell out and stop trying to wear the pants on who did what in the shop. Jake knew what he was doing. The Siren didn't need a chick barking orders at him every five minutes. He usually tried not to be so moody around the vampire, but the rumors were starting to get to him. Part of it was because he was interested and the other half of him was annoyed. Why the hell wasn't there a newspaper in this joint? Rumors blew over the truth.

To try and ease the whole rumor deal, Jake fully decided he hated how the place was arranged. It was too neat and department store looking for him. It was time for some rearranging.

So, since the bitchy little blood sucker wasn't around he started to toss the wooden swords in the outside trash. Why did she even make those things? One, they looked like stakes used to kill vampires and two, she didn't reek of "I love children". 

When he was finished dumping all of her crappy kiddish shit outside, he closed the door and went back to doing his own work. Making real weapons and items that people could use. 

"How's that for pants wearing?" He grumbled. 

Of course, he had no idea she saw the part where he was throwing her useless shit out the back door. At least he wouldn't have to make up some sort of half assed story
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Thursday, May 21st, 2009

Saturday: January 26, 2008

[info]headcouncil
Who: Everyone!
When: Evening
Where: The Arts and Trade Enclave
What: Grand Opening of the Enclave! Elected Vice Council members are announced! Not to mention, there’s a par-tay!

Tonight was the night for the Grand Opening of the Arts and Trade Enclave. After many careful months of renovating the original buildings located near the tip of the northern mountains, it was completed at last. What was once an old village had been turned into an enclave for learning and the arts, which had been deemed important by the Head Council for the community of Elysium. The public lacked a place to pursue their love of the arts and finer crafts, and now it was made possible for them with supplies, teachers, and more. It was one of the finest ideas for the haven’s people. Hopefully, it would come to fulfill the extra needs of the citizens.

As for the party itself, they had gone all out for the occasion. Gold and white ribbons decorated everything from the doors to the windows to the eaves of the roof, and everyone was dressed up for the occasion. Both inside and outside of the building, there were long tables dedicated to serving snack foods and beverages to the attendees. The ballroom was open, serving as a dance floor for the evening with live music, and even the patio beyond was lit by glowing lanterns and a full crowd of mingling people.

The party had been going on for no more than thirty minutes so far when it was time for the Head Council to announce the elected members of Vice Council. The music ceased temporarily out on the patio as the three of them made an appearance on the stage in place of the entertainment for the evening.

“Welcome, everyone!” Dylan announced with a smile. )
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Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

Tuesday; December 25 2007

[info]beneaththeskin

Who: Katy and Jake
When: closer to mid afternoon, after being released from the medical pavilion.
Where: Around the town cottages
What: exploring the winter wonderland that is Elysium.

Katy walked out into the snow and shivered. When the nightmare of Christmas was finally over and they allowed her to leave the medical pavilion, she promptly went home and bundled up in her warmest coat. She was covered in a thick jacket, leather gloves, and a woolen hat, a different less flashy one since her meeting with Douglas, over her head pulled down over her ears to keep them warm. It had been snowing pretty much all week and had left Elysium looking like a winter wonderland. Katy remembered the first time she saw snow as a teenager in Colorado. She had been excited enough to run out into the fresh powder barefoot. That had been mistake she had not wanted to repeat, but turning into a werewolf on Christmas Eve and waking up in a snowdrift completely naked seemed to have similar notes as to her childhood activitiy, except she had no control over the event. She looke down at her shoes. She was currently wearing some thick soled boots that would protect her feet now at least.

Katy sneezed into her sleeve and rubbed her reddened nose. She hoped she wasn't coming down with a cold.

Snow flurries were still fluttering down from the roof of her cottage as Katy reached down and picked up ball of snow. She patted it compact in her hands and looked around. There weren’t many people outside in front of the cottages. There were abandoned snowmen and intentions in the snow that looked like someone was trying to make a snow angel. She suspected that many of the kids had a moved on to find a hill where they could sled down, or to play with whatever toys their parents had been able to fashion for them. She could still hear the squeals of excitement that were obviously coming from a distance away.

That sounded pretty fun actually.

Katy made her way through the trees watching her breath crystallize into visible moisture. It almost looked like she was smoking without an actual cigarette. She nearly stumbled over a snow drift because she was not paying attention when she came across the pond. Most of it looked frozen over. She looked around and wondered if anyone had tested this part of the pond yet. They had the man-made ice rink in town, but Katy didn't really want to fall on her butt with the whole population of Elysium watching. She picked up a heavy stick and started to poke at the iced over water before she decided to brave putting a foot on the frozen pond.

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