Reesyn, NM

Who: Victor and Maggie
When: Backdated; some time in December, near Christmas. [Shall figure out and edit in.]
Where: Victor’s hotel room, but might be changed to his apartment.
Rating/Warning: Ahhh? PG-13?
Status: Incomplete - Log

Victor had been driving back to the hotel room he was staying at in Reesyn, until he could find a permanent place. He had his cell phone in his hand with Maggie highlighted on it, he had already called her several times but he could never work up the courage to talk to her. Jason already threatened to subjugate Victor in a horrible display of embarrassment by talking to Maggie for him. Victor begged and pleaded and now hopes that Jason didn’t do what he feared.

He through his bag of groceries on the table next to the T.V and began to lie down, he had been helping Jason with Krugen, who he thought was dead but apparently not. He was surprised to find Jason made vamp friends; anyone who knew Jason knew that was an interesting change. He was unaware of what was in his room as he laid on the bed, his back to the window not noticing the first snowfall.

She stood silently, starring into the darkness of the room, even after the door was opened and Victor entered it. The woman smelt the young man before he’d ever gotten to the door. The senses were heightened more than even usual because of her current state. Her eyes were darker, the bright blue had faded and been replaced with a color resembling a dark crimson-nearly black. They caught sight out the window of the snow, and a faint chuckle escaped her lips. The first sound she’d made since she’d settled against the wall, before Victor had returned.

( DON’T YOU DARE! )

Who: Hunter & Hannah
Where: New York & Reesyn
Why: After this the ass face/dickwad figured he really better pick up a phone.
Status: Incomplete
Rating: PG-13, probably, for language.

It was still early, just after his mom had left for work, but before Orrick had gotten up for school. Hunter had just happened to be awake, bored, and so he'd gotten on the computer and gotten the message from his sister. And realized maybe it really was time to stop being a dickhead.

So he found himself slipping onto the fire escape. He pulled up her number, then hit send, and waited for her to answer the phone (never mind the time difference).

Who: Joey, OPEN
When: Feb 21, 2009. Saturday. 1PM-ish
Where: Just outside Dark Alley Comics!
Rating/Warning: At least in the PG-15 area I'm sure. Joey's a foul mouth man!

( Victim of trickery.. )

Who: Jackson, Hannah, Lis and Hunter
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: At Hannah and Jackson's trailer.
Rating/Warning: TBD

Jackson was standing on the deck cooking dinner. Hannah had asked Lisbeth and Hunter over for dinner where they could tell them both that they were engaged and that Hannah was pregnant. He was so incredibly happy about both he wanted to shout from the rooftops. He was cooking steak on the grill and had potatoes and veg cooking inside.

Who: Jackson Briggs and OPEN
When: Saturday evening
Where: Shopping Mall
Rating/Warning: TBD

Jackson was shopping for some things for the nursery for Hannah and his baby. He wanted to surprise Hannah by picking up some things. He bought a crib and some other necessary items. He picked up some more baby clothes. He also picked up a few things for Hannah.

Who: Andrea, OPEN
When: Nov 29, 2008. Saturday. 1pm
Where: The Coffee shop/cafe, sitting at one of the outside/sidewalk tables.
Rating/Warning: TBA

The sad thing, really, was that Andrea couldn't even pretend to be too surprised by it. The other girls had been nice enough, and she's always known it was going to happen. They just, didn't click. She was always sort of the odd one out, and she knew she got on their nerves sometimes. Hell, she seemed to get on everyone's nerves sometimes. She couldn't really seem to help that though.

Bundled up in a hoodie, messenger bag slung over her chair, she sat slumped toward the outside table. She had a notebook in front of her, along with a huge cup of hot cocoa, and was scribbling quickly. Her normally fun, bubbly, happy songs, had suddenly taken a slightly darker edge, it seemed, but dammit, she was sad. She went from being in an awesome, kickass, all girl band, to suddenly not being. Sure, now she could sing the songs she wrote, but that didn't do much good since she didn't have a band anymore.

She was so caught up in her thoughts and the notebook in front of her, she didn't even notice someone approaching her table.

Who: Kali, OPEN
When: Dec 1st, 5pm
Where: The diner
Rating/Warning: TBA

It always struck the little brunette how crazy some people got when December finally rolled around. She understood Christmas could be a little stressful, really, but the crazy.. Well it was really crazy sometimes. Or maybe it was more the craziness that started the day after thanksgiving. Good lordy, that'd been scary! She wasn't even shopping and people had run her over (luckily they were on foot at the time).

Luckily for Kali, she wasn't working in an actual store of any kind, so most of the crazy was diverted away from her. Although, there was no lack of holiday cheer within the diner. Oh no, the place was full blown decorated, and no need to worry about politically correct. There wasn't a holiday the owner missed.

Mostly the twinkling lights all over had started to give her a headache 3 hours into her shift. Or maybe that was the Christmas song playing on repeat.

Or maybe the truth was she was just tired and everything was giving her a headache today. Not that she was tired in the lack of sleep sort of way, no, because she'd been getting plenty of that. It was more in the, her friends were busy, Stephen was still Stephen, and the band she managed was still his, and everything was sort of piling on top of her, and she maybe hated Christmas a little bit anymore.

Actually, most holidays weren't really high on her list of likes.

So needless to say, the little brunette was in a bit of a grumpy mood, though she tried her best to hide it with a smile for the customers. Sighing to herself as she took a seat on one of the counters stools. Her customers were all good for the moment, and so she leaned her head against the counter and let her eyes slide close.

Who: Jackson Briggs and Hannah Cleage
When: Tuesday evening.
Where: At their trailer.
Rating/Warning: TBD


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Who: Hunter & Hannah ATM!
When: BACKDATE: Sept 24, 2008. 2pm-ish
Where: The Trailer Park
Rating/Warning: TBA

( Everybody, moving next to someone.. )

Who: Liz Collins; LOCKED to Kali Andrews
When: Monday September 22nd, sometime after Kali gets out of work.
Where: The Hospital, at the vending machine not far from Jason’s room.
Rating/Warning: TBD


It had been a very long day, and Liz hadn’t slept very much. She had a little bit, here n’ there, but nothing really, but her system was use to all nighters. Currently she was at the vending machine getting a bunch of things that weren’t exactly healthy or an actual meal, but, could be considered Liz’s comfort foods. She’d pretty much only been eating that type of food all day. She’d turned around, nearly running into Kali. The blond should have figured that she’d be coming to see her, since Liz had left a message but hadn’t heard from her friend as of yet. She smiled tiredly at her.

Who: Liz Collins, Jason Calderon, and a NPCed Markus
When: Sunday late evening/Monday morning – September 21st/22th, around 10AM
Where: The apartment complex, and then the Hospital
Rating: PG-13 for a little bit of swearing here n’ there.

( Liz gets home late, after getting off on the wrong floor, she spots a very badly beaten Jason, and then with her friend’s help gets him to the hospital; where she refuses to leave him wit by himself. )

Who: Kaelana and open to anyone living in the trailer park
When: Thursday - Morning
Where: Her trailer
Rating: TBD

Kaelana sat on the deck outside her trailer. In front of her on the wood constructed table was a laptop. Beside it to the left was a freshly brewed mug of coffee, her first of the morning. With her first and foremost priority of the previous night upon her return to town being the seeking out some of her pack, Rogue had forgone checking her emails and messages. That was a task she decided to leave for the rising of a new day the following morning. A task she was now immersing herself in.

Who: AJ and maybe Jackson? Or anyone that works in the biker bar =]
When: Thursday Afternoon
Where: Biker Bar
Rating: TBA

AJ just had finished Lacrosse practice, and she was so exhausted beyond reason. What happened last night with her and Jackson had ran through her head. She didn’t comprehend why she had told him what she did. She hasn’t been so comfortable with someone in years. And maybe that was the reason why, because Jackson was just a comforting person in general. Walking over to her duffel bag, she took out the receipt with Jackson’s number on it. A small smile twitched her lips.

Not even having to think about it, she walked over to the biker bar to give him a little visit. And to return his jacket she forgot to give back to him.

Who: Jackson Briggs and OPEN
When: Wednesday evening 17th September.
Where: The Biker Bar
Rating/Warning: PG-13 for language

Jackson was standing in the doorway of the Biker bar. He was doing his job as the bouncer. He had already thrown a few guys out for fighting and two girls who had been fighting over another guy. He was standing alert should any trouble break out. He was smoking a cigarette.

Who: Liz Collins; OPEN to anyone-- Multiple repliers are welcome, too.
When: Monday September 15th, 11PM-ish
Where: Biker Bar
Rating/Warning: TBD, Likely at least Pg-13. Liz is in a mood, so, drinking, swearing, and perhaps some fighting.

Liz kind of played the day out in a numb sort of haze; the day before after getting to bed after talking with Kali outside sitting on the sidewalk outside the cemetery. She didn’t move from her bed. Not even for lunch or dinner, and she only answered her phone when Kali called. She didn’t want to get up and go to work Monday morning, but, she had to. Blowing off work wasn’t something that would do her any good. [As if staying in bed all day was doing her good, it only gave her more time to think, and re-think all the things that were said… and let her feelings and emotions mix and mangle even more. She hadn’t felt this angry, and hurt it quite some time.]

After leaving work, she was supposed to head to Stephen’s for a Monday evening practice. The band had practice two-three times a week; Tuesdays and Thursdays, and sometimes Mondays when Stephen felt it was needed. Or, Liz could swear half the time it was just because he wanted everyone to hang out, or maybe he just really wanted her around, [since the guys were usually hanging out anyway] and a reason for her not to refuse to come. But, that was just the odd idea she had in her head about it.

Before heading to practice; she packed her bag with a few things. Then headed to Stephen’s, where she was mostly keeping to herself; except for taking two beers that were offered. She didn’t talk to any of the guys, but she defiantly rocked out on the drums. Maybe a little harder than needed, and then when things were wrapped up and the guys were talking about heading out, and bring their ‘girl’… Liz. She asked to borrow the bathroom, which wasn’t a problem, and she took a quick shower, and got dressed, in the things she brought with her. A very skimpy outfit fixed her hair and makeup. She’d gotten dressed at Stephen’s because she didn’t want Kali knowing she was going out. Was likely she was still at work, but, she was never sure.

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Who: AJ and maybe Jaecin?
When: Saturday Morning
Where: Library
Rating: TBA

AJ sat unconfortably in her chair, surrouded by the quiet. Her fingers typed on her clean, free of alcohol keyboard. The place was so quiet, only the sound of turning pages and ocasional sneezes were heard. The perfect place to study. At least, that was others would think. She shuffled unconfotably in her seat, unable to find a good position. But in all honesty, it was the surrounding that was bothering her. She needed to study in a loud place, a place with loud taxi cars or the sound of men watching football. But no, she was stuck in the silent, boring library. She cleared her throat, trying to concentrate on more on her studies than the quiet.

She rested her head on the table, grunting loudly out of frustration, only to be hushed by the surrounding students. Her eyes rolled and looked back at her monitor, trying to study again. At the moment, she was reading about behaviors of the feline family. Cats, lions, tigers, etc. Her hand tapped her pencil on the table, and it flung out of her fingers. Groaning, she bent to pick it up. When she went down, she grabbed it, and then stood up, her head hitting the table making her pencil drop again. She winced and cursed softly, rubbing the back of her head. "Stupid table..." she mumbled.

Who: Liz Collins; OPEN to anyone-- Multiple repliers are welcome, too.
When: Saturday late evening/Sunday early morning – September 13th/14th, around 5AM
Where: Outside the Cemetery, near the worship center and Apartment building.
Rating/Warning: TBD- Liz is angry, so perhaps some bad language.

Liz had gotten a phone call about 10PM, an emergency call from the Hospital. Asking if she was the Daughter of Richard Collins, after affirming the fact she was informed about the accident. And immediately she was headed out the door, after scribbling a quick note to Kali and leaving it in the usual spot on the fridge; Something happened, I went to the hospital.

She waited around for about an hour before a doctor came to see her; she’d been pacing the entire time. And after a nurse told her to sit and calm down, she yelled at her, which involved Liz being asked to sit in an empty room away from any others while she waited for the attending doctor. Most people thought Liz hated her father, and well, he wasn’t her favorite person; a long time ago she lost her trust in him, and felt that he had betrayed her, which had been the reason. And everything just built off of that, but, he was her father. And really, deep down, she hated the fighting. And really she couldn’t even truly find herself completely hating Jesse either, because again he was her brother, and what she masked with the anger and hate, was really pain.

When the doctor came in; he informed Liz that her father was on his way in from out of town; when a Semi-truck ran straight into his car, hitting it alongside the passenger side. Which was lucky he was driving alone, because was a very obscure chance that anyone sitting in the seat would have walked away. She quickly rushed him, and asked how her father was. Liz was told that he was going to be alright, but going to be in some extensive casts, and need plenty of assistance once he was released. Along with some physical therapy, he wouldn’t be able to go to work for a while; he told her if it was needed he could arrange for a stay-in nurse to come to the house. The girl immediately shook her head, telling him she’d take care of him. She didn’t even think about it for longer than a few seconds.

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Who: Andrea Valenti, OPEN
When: Sept 14, 08; 9:45AM
Where: The pet store
Rating/Warning: TBA

( I'll be that golden i.. )

Who: Jackson and Macha (Plot Locked too)
When: Late Friday night at Macha's Bar.
Why: She hadn't seen her cousin in a while and they both had off. Jackson and Hannah did, so she asked him out on a date.
Status: Incomplete
Rating: TBD

Hannah was excited, she had asked Jackson out on a date. She had taken the day to herself and brought Lisbeth along. She needed some TLC, she paid for mani/pedi's, she took Lisbeth out for some cloths, underwear, makeup, perfume.

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Who: Maggie Westbrook; LOCKED to Jason Calderon, however others are welcomed.
When: September 11th; evening around 9PM
Where: Reesyn Police department- entrance doors.
Rating/Warning: None at the moment.

While Maggie officially worked at the hospital and the clinic; on occasion the police department did sent her calls or requests. She wasn’t a criminal psychologist or anything, but, she was the closest to a professional opinion in the field. So often she was request to come to the station. Also, often the cops had troubled sort of teens that they thought would do some good talking to Ms. Westbrook, and so she came down when ever requested. She was also good for giving advice on supernatural’s behavior; which wasn’t at all something studied in a classroom at a university, But, being that she was a ‘supernatural’ herself. She was a far better choice to get into the head of a wayward were or vampire than even a normal criminal psychologist. They were bound to think a bit different, react differently, for different reasons.

She was headed out of the Police station with a stack of files in her hands. Maggie had finished sitting down with a young teenager, and after talking with his parents made arrangements for them to stop by the clinic to schedule a sit down appointment. She waved to the officer at the desk, and turned heading out the door. But then she ran straight into somebody, as her eyes had strayed off at the boy waiting for his parents, who were talking to the officer that had picked him up. Instantly the files went toppling to the ground, and spilling all out. Although she started to fall, she quickly caught herself. Maneuvering on her feet so she was sort of standing next to the man she’d ran into. “Ohh, I’m immensely sorry. I hadn’t seen ya.” She spoke, glancing at Jason Calderon. Her British accent as thick as ever; she shot him a embarrassed sort of grin. “Sorta made a mess; umm, I’ll get that all.” She told him kneeling down to gather her things.