Repose

[Locked to David N]
[Fuzzy, after this.]

Did you see her?

Black?

I have the bottom. If I don't hear from everyone else on the fucking team by tomorrow, I'm throwing it away. No special magical memories for any of you.

I've heard from only one other. I could give it to him but I'm not nice.

Then the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star from heaven which had fallen to the earth; and the key of the bottomless pit was given to him.

Revelation 9:1

I hear tell you're seeking a roommate.

[Locked to David N]
[Since David hasn't replied here yet, she messages him separately.]

Hi! David. You need to move somewhere for me, okay?

[A week and a half after going in, which was a few days after he said it would be. So, let's say about two weeks later.] hey. no phone, but i get some online time.

[Locked to Mayers+, this includes Amy, just as it includes David]
going back in. i won't have a phone for a bit. [He gives the number of the same place he was at before.]

[Call: Amy M]
[Ring!]

ETA: [Locked to Hugh C]
hey, can i talk to you a second?

Who: Hannah and David
What: Walking home from Hugh's.
Where: Lands End, and into the Neighborhood.
When: After the party.
Warnings/Rating: D for David?

She'd danced and she'd danced, but mostly she'd watched and listened. She'd wandered the halls of the home she'd lived in for a tiny, tiny while, and then she'd found a chair and curled up in it. Among the throng, but apart, and she'd people watched until the night grew late and she grew sleepy.

She'd gone then, and outside was cool, but nice, and she was dressed for walking, and she hadn't been dressed for a party at all. And maybe she should be scared, since the streets were poorly lit and the long and winding walk back to the Neighborhood was a quiet and wood-lined thing. But she wasn't scared, and bad things didn't lurk behind trees. Monsters walked down sidewalks and in broad daylight, and the mistake the world made was to think bad lurked beneath the bed. Bad didn't lurk at all. Bad stood tall and proud, and it made itself look really, really trustworthy. Which wasn't too say there weren't non-alive, non-human monsters, but you kind of knew them when you saw them.

She'd known them nearly her whole entire life. Her life. Hers, because Rey had helped things become clearer, and clarity brought its own troubles. But right now, right now she was just walking home. She hummed to herself, nonsense and nothing, and the stars smiled down from a clear sky that offered no clouds for celestial games of hide and go seek.

[Completely oblivious to this, having been subsumed in memories at the time.]

I saw a memory of the Mayers. I think it was yours.

( Holly NW )
( Audrey C )
( David N )
( Billy K )
( Alex W )
( Seven M )

[Seven M]
[In the middle of this.]

You trifling, misbegotten fucker!



[David N]
[After this.]

David?

[In relation to this occuring.] Why was the priest killed?

[Group lock: Mars, Si, Jamie, David, Audrey]
[After.]


"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my eyes and all is born again."

Is everyone back?

What: Memory
Will characters be viewing the memory or experiencing it?: Experiencing
Warning, this memory contains: Nothing bad at all

( Laughter echoes off walls where Victorian paper peels off in curls, and your feet slap against the parquet floors and join the chorus of mirth just up ahead. )

[From the car, after this, posted late in the evening. She thinks she should post to Audrey, and then maybe to Jamie, and maybe to Daniel (to thank him) and she ends up just...:]

[Public]
I'm okay. Don't be trapped into being like everyone else.

[No further replies once Si takes the phone.]

[Just after 2:30 in the morning, those as-of-yet unroused sleepers in Repose find their dreams abnormally vivid. Some will wake in the coming hours and forget them, but, for others, the imprint of another reality, another life, will remain on their skin like dust on bones. Deep in the snare of his own sleep, Noah draws minds and memories to himself without knowing.]

[OOC: Feel free to hit here at will with snippets of/full/whatever dreams that you're okay with Noah having witnessed or felt. He doesn't interact, and his presence, such as it is, is unfelt. Be as descriptive or as sparse as you want to be.]

[After this.]

Do they walk the streets of the town? Dread and fear fill the streets with stinking death.

A party?

( This morning a card to the following people: Noah NW, Holly NW, Alex W, Mal R, Shiloh F, Billy K, Ren S, Rey S, Hugh C, Marta F, Dante Z, Leena B, Jamie M, Mars M, Burden B, Dietre A, Seven M, Casey C and David N )

[Holly NW]

So I'm terrified. And it's fucked. Sorry.

[Audrey C]

Hey. So like, don't freak if you see the other teacher for a couple weeks. I'm taking a tiny break.

[Mayers+]

So like, do we start the round of 'hi' now?

[Public]

Is there like, a link between the holiday-specific candy being like, really concentrated in winter and then a candy wasteland between April and like, Halloween? It's not even GOOD candy but it's still way socially acceptable to eat it.

[ETA: Seven M - text]]
hey.