Reesyn, NM

who Locked jason and liz and some npc's
what after 2 weeks out of town looking for krugen jason meets with an angry liz
where bar then Jasons apratment

rated M

complete

( TO LONG! )

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: 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.

Who: Liz Collins; LOCKED to Jason Calderon
When: Wednesday August 20th, 7:55PM
Where: The apartment complex, and then out to Dinner.
Rating/Warning: TBD

Liz was waiting in the Lobby of the apartment building, glancing outside every so often. She knew she was early, and so she was sitting where she could see the door, her ear phones stuck in her ears, IPod playing some Three Days Grace, tapping her foot and humming along. Her purse was sitting next to her on the cushion. She wasn't really looking at it as a date-date, just, dinner with a guy. A wolf-guy, who she still wasn’t sure about, but, she’d promised to go with him. And maybe it’d be surprisingly cool, at the least some of the old bit-es might see her with a Reesyn police officer, and tell her father; which, in her book would totally be worth it, although actually seeing her fathers face would be hilarious, but still.

She was wearing a casual outfit; a pair of low cut jeans, cute tank top, although not quite long enough to mesh with her jeans, which reveals part of the tattoo on her lower back slightly above her waist line, it’s a tribal looking dragon design. Also being seen is her pierce belly button, which currently has a three studded earring in it, matching the dark red color of her shirt. On her right forearm near the wrist is a small version of this Celtic cross. On her left upper arm is a RIP cross with the name G. Collins scribed on it. Sitting in her lap is her jean jacket, and the IPod; she’s got big hoop earrings, and studs along the sides of her ears. On her neck is a gem stone necklace wrapped in a leather braided strap, it’s actually a charm with a simple caltrop on it to change the wears hair to a brown shade.

She has a few of those sorts of similar charms, using magic is always better than dyeing it. Sometimes she didn’t even take notice of grabbing them sometimes, although it did have an activation word; which she used before leaving her apartment, so she was sitting with Brown hair over her shoulders. The young woman was so use to it, she didn’t even really realize that Jason might not recognize her with brown hair, so, maybe it was a good thing she was watching for him, both the elevator, staircase, and front door. Although she was doing it discreetly, scribbling something into a note pad she also had in her lap. A few lyrics to a new song she was working on, which if she was done with it soon, and didn’t think it was shitty. She was planning to give to Stephen, to sing if he wanted.

Who: Liz Collins, Jason Calderon
When: Monday late evening/Tuesday early morning – August 18th/19th
Where: An abandoned burned out building, and then the apartment complex.
Rating/Warning: PG-14; warning it’s kind of a long log!

( A late night ‘stroll’, a wayward spell, talk of dinner, some breakfast, untrusting paranoia, talking, and then leaving for work. )

Who: PJ Lockly & Jason Calderon
When: August 10, 7:30AM
Where: The diner.
Rating/Warning: PG


Despite having gotten home late the night before, falling asleep around 2am, PJ was wide awake around 6am. She'd been a little weary when she'd rolled over and caught the time on her alarm, but where most people would have covered their head and gone back to bed, she gotten up and took a shower. She'd always preferred the early morning to any other time, so she'd decided that it was a perfect opportunity to walk around town, perhaps run a few of her errands.

She'd tucked her keys, id & money, and lip gloss into the pockets of her slacks, then grabbed her rented movies. Luckily it wasn't a long walk from the apartments, and so she handled her first, and most boring in her opinion, errand right off the bat. She'd slipped the movies into the return slot, then happily headed to the diner for breakfast.

She waved, when she knew the person, a little at those who were also wandering the city. Grinning when she passed the grocery store and arrived to the diner, quickly heading inside and snagging one of the spots on the counter (they were always the best to listen to other patrons tell stories, and even occasionally jump in herself).