The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Cherry, Malakai, Max
When: Sunday evening
Where: Malakai's apartment
What: introductions and dinner

Cherry had bought the steaks the day before, but got a last minute text from Malakai telling her that Sunday would be better, so she held off on cooking the meat until now. As the beef soaked up heat and lost a bit of its color, she monitored it carefully, making sure two of the steaks stayed as rare as possible to please the puppies. She removed them from the heat when they met approval and quickly wrapped them in foil to hold in the heat. Cherry then let her own steak cook a bit longer so it was medium well, the way she preferred.

With the steaks cooked to perfection, she grabbed her keys and cell phone, then piled up the containers of food, including mashed potatoes, hot biscuits and even dessert: chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. It was a real feast, and fixing it had been therapeutic for the struggling empath. It gave her something constructive to do other than feel sorry for herself.

She hauled the meal over to Malakai's door and knocked with her foot. "Hands full!" she called out, "I can't open it!"

Who: Cherry (Molly) and Garret at first, and eventually Wes and maybe Lloyd joining
When: Thursday night
Where: starting at Cherry's apartment
What: someone has terrible coping skills

Cherry was making everyone around her absolutely miserable. Even Rocco seemed depressed. It was bad enough to suffer through these emotions herself, but on top of it all, she felt terribly guilty for causing those around her to feel everything she was feeling. Poor Ana. Poor Garret. Poor everyone. She needed to run away to some sort of cabin in the woods to be alone for a few months until she could get this all under control, but that wasn't a practical solution.

So Cherry did what many people do. She sought out a quick fix. The infirmary was never really closed, but it was definitely after hours. Thankfully, there were no sick students in beds, and it seemed the night nurse had stepped out. She snuck in and quickly started to rummage through one of the medicine cabinets, looking for familiar names. This place had one of the best damn pharmacies she'd ever seen, especially when you considered most of the school's residents weren't human. Grabbing some Prozac, Xanax, Valium, and Zoloft, the empath fled back to her apartment.

When Cherry had gone through puberty, her emotions became unstable. She hadn't yet learned out to prevent the influx of emotions from others, and a military base could be a depressing place. She'd been prescribed some antidepressants, and it had helped her get through. It had to work again. She just needed something, anything to help her cope until she could get a handle on these feelings without drugs. But self-medicating rarely worked, and in her current state, Cherry was in no shape to figure out which pills or how many of them she should be taking. After popping a few too many, the empath found herself unconscious on the couch, completely unaware when a little while later, a friend came by to check in on her.

Who: Cherry (Molly) and Roake
When: Wednesday early evening
Where: starting in Lynn Woods (about ten miles south of Danvers)
What: a rescue mission, sorta

As soon as Cherry's car ran out of gas from turning it on every so often to warm up, she knew she'd have to call someone for help. She'd considered all her options, not really liking any of them, when Roake came to mind. He was ideal because he didn't really care about her. Well, he didn't care more than the average goodhearted stranger. They were civil, but hadn't spent much time together since he'd rejected her advances. Now that she'd truly be rejected, her heart broken, she needed someone detached from the situation to help her. Friends and family would worry too much or try to coddle her, and Cherry couldn't handle that right now. She just wanted a ride back to campus, and maybe a place to crash for the night, because going back to her own apartment was an unappealing idea.

It didn't take long for Roake to arrive, and that was truly a blessing and miracle. It surprised Cherry that he'd been able to borrow Garret's abilities so quickly and use them to find her. She wondered if Roake explained himself, for if it had been a bump and run sort of thing. It really didn't matter at this point. She was cold and ready to jump into a heated car.

Grabbing her bag, phone and keys, Cherry hopped out of her SUV and into Roake's car. She looked a total wreck, and it was obvious she'd been crying a lot and was cold. It was also clear she'd not showered in two days, her brunette locks pulled into a haphazard ponytail. "Thanks," she said softly, giving Roake a weak smile.

Who: Cherry (Molly) and Loghan and later Malakai
When: Thursday October 2, 2008 - Evening
Where: Cherry’s Apartment
What: Checking up on her

( Your hair, your website... why? )

Who: Loghan and Cherry (aka Molly)
When: Thursday night
Where: Loghan’s apartment
What: post coital chit chat before round two and a fight

( Cherry was spent! )

Who: Cherry (aka Molly) and Loghan
When: Saturday night
Where: Loghan’s apartment
What: drinkin’ leads to sex, duh

( I don't like you, but I love you. Seems that I'm always thinking of you. Though you treat me badly, I love you madly. You really got a hold on me )

Who: Loghan and Cherry (aka Molly)
When: Friday night
Where: starting at the stables
What: talking

( Friday nights were usually spent out on the town or in Malakai’s bed. Not this Friday night. )

Who: Cherry and Loghan
When: Monday afternoon
Where: her doorway
What: Loghan returns!

( reunited.. and it doesn't feel so good )

Who: Cherry and Roake
When: Wednesday, early evening
Where: hall near the cafeteria
What: Cherry being rejected again ;)

Cherry didn't feel much like cooking tonight. Okay, so she didn't feel like cooking most nights, but she wasn't in the mood for a bowl of cereal either. The school food was pretty good, so Cherry threw on some extremely casual clothes and sneakers and headed off for the caf.

She was nearly there, trying her bright locks back into a messy ponytail as she walked, when she dropped the hair band. "Dammit," she spat, looking around for the little piece of elastic. The damn things had a habit of running away. Cherry was always losing them and buying new ones whenever she went to the pharmacy. Her eyes were busy scanning the floor, searching for the holder, when she spotted shoes approaching. "Excuse me," Cherry said softly, moving to the side, but as she looked up, she realized who it was. "Oh.. hey." She and Roake hadn't talked much since their argument at the aquarium.

Who: Tiger and Cherry
Where: Cherry's apartment
When: Saturday evening
What: Tiger's had a rough week, requires alcohol - Cherry's providing
Rating: Who the hell knows

After one of the most rollercoaster weeks of his life Tiger had finally been offered the one thing he hadn't thought to seek out. A drink. He'd run out of pot ages ago and he hadn't been able to stock up. Not that he'd thought about smoking the day away but Cherry seemed to know exactly what was called for. He was damn glad he'd rung her.

Pulling on his spare hoodie to brave the night air (he wasn't sure whether it'd be cold, but chances were with it almost being September in Boston the temperature would plummet sharply) Tiger made his way to his sponsor's apartment quite quickly. Seemed that he had an extra spring in his step at the promise of alcohol. Soon as he was at her door he rapped his arrival out with his knuckles on the wood before putting his hand back in his pockets.

Who: Cherry and Ana
When: Thursday night
Where: Cherry's apartment
What: doing what bad girls do best!

Decisions, decisions. Cherry surveyed the multitude of colorful fabrics in her closet. What the hell should she wear for Ana's visit? There was a decent chance of removing clothes, but there was perhaps a better chance that the clothing would remain mostly in tact and get a blood stain or two. So, again, what the hell should she wear?

Loghan always preferred Cherry's "simple" appearance. Loose jeans, tank top, hair mussed with very little makeup. It wasn't really her style, but he liked it, so she ditched the wild colors and costumes. But what did Ana like? Maybe she was more like Garret and enjoyed a bit of showmanship. Or maybe she was like Mal and didn't care what Cherry wore so long as she was ready to fuck like bunnies.

Cherry sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. This was absurd. She was putting too much thought into this. Her hair was already drab so the rest of her may as well match. She opted to stay in her current clothing.. which was in fact the jeans and tank that Loghan preferred. It made her miss him for just a moment, but the feeling was fleeting. They weren't meant to be, and they both needed to move on already.

Speaking of moving on... there was a light knock on the door. Immediately, Rocco jumped up and ran to scratch at the frame. Cherry jogged after him and pulled him back by his collar. When she opened the door, he tugged at the hand restraining him, trying to sniff their visitor. "Chill, Rocco." Mal visited far too often for the serval's comfort. He didn't seem at all upset by Ana's arrival, finding her scent pleasing in contrast to the hellhound's.

Who: Cherry and Malakai
When: Friday night
Where: his apartment
What: VERY naughty things... human and hellhound style!
INCOMPLETE

( You were demanding I come over. That's basically the same as begging. )

Who: Vinnie and Cherry
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Sonny's Pizzeria in Boston
What: Vin and his friends run into a professor at a pizza place.

Cherry was munching on a slice of thick crust, never having been a fan of thin, and doing a bit of people watching. She often took trips to Boston for the food and shopping, because Danvers had little to offer. As she chowed down, a familiar face entered the restaurant.

Vinnie had gotten out from work at the soccer camp a little early so he and a few of his fellow instructors decided to head into Sal's to grab a couple of slices of pizza. Once he was at the counter, he ordered himself two slices of pepperoni before he turned around to see what one of the guys was gawking at. It seemed that some of the professors at the school enjoyed quality pizza too.. or at least Cherry did. He gave her a short wave before trying to calm down the guys he was with since they now started asking how he knew her. Shit.. maybe he shouldn't have waved.

Cherry smiled knowingly and gave the group of men a flirty wave in return. She also may have sipped suggestively at her soda. Oops! Cherry couldn't help it! Maybe Vinnie was off limits, but his friends were fair game, and she could feel the lusty emotions pouring off them.

( He seriously wished he hadn't waved.. )

Who: Cherry and Roake
When: Saturday, early afternoon
Where: Boston aquarium
What: date?

Roake really wasn't much of a conversationalist. He didn't tend to bring up topics, and his replies to Cherry's questions and general commentary were brief. But he was cute and he had a good energy about him. Cherry figured he just wasn't much for idle chatter while driving, so she turned up the volume and sang along with the radio. Thank God the convertible she'd rented had satellite radio, because Cherry hated commercials, and she was a big fan of the 80's station. She knew just about every song that played, even though she was a little bit young to know some of them. It was a good thing her voice wasn't so bad, because poor Roake had to endure it for the majority of the trip to Boston.

Arriving at the aquarium, Cherry took a moment to check her hair in the mirror. It wasn't too messy from the drive, but it needed a little attention. "Don't you just love convertibles? I'd trade in my SUV to get one, but I'd just end up regretting it when winter arrives." She hopped out of the car and pocketed her cell phone in her jeans. Once again, Cherry had kept her clothing low key for Roake's benefit. An old, black Cure tshirt with the collar ripped off, exposing the straps of a white tank top under it.

Who: Rorie and Cherry
What: Talking and calm conversation
Where: The hotel room
When: afternoon
Rating: PG-13
Status: Incomplete

( Don't worry about it, sweetie. I'm not your normal teacher... in case you can't tell already. )

Who: Cherry and Roake
When: Thursday evening
Where: his apartment
What: unpacking! (and shameless flirting on Cherry's part)

Cherry felt victorious. FINALLY she'd caught Roake off guard long enough to wiggle her way into his home. Even better? She'd managed to do so without manipulating his emotions. Although... Cherry couldn't promise she'd never resort to such measures. Roake was going to be a tough one. Getting him naked and sweaty would be a real challenge, but Cherry LOVED a challenge. The more he resisted, the more she wanted him. It was a fun game. Frustrating, but fun.

Grabbing a bottle of whiskey before rushing out her door, Cherry made quick work of her trip to Roake's apartment. Having realized that throwing herself at him wasn't likely to work, Cherry kept it simple on styling. Jeans that hung somewhat loosely on her hips, the knees ripped out and hems fraying, coupled with a plain white tank top managed to say 'I'm sexy without really trying.' At least that's what she hoped.

The empath knocked on the door to Roake's apartment, holding the bottle high as an offering he'd see the second he opened the door.

Who: Malakai and Cherry
When: 5pm
Where: Boston Airport
What: Cherry's back and Mal picks her up!
NOTES: NC-17 AIM scene. Cautious drivers avert your eyes!

who: Cherry (Molly) & Loghan
when: Tuesday 5|13|08
where: Her place
what: A talk
status: In Progress

Loghan wasn't exactly looking forward to this conversation and after sleeping together he knew it would be far more difficult to tell her he would be the one leaving this time. Partially because of her, partially not. But he wouldn't dare tell her that he had to go because he couldn't stand to see her even talk to men that he now knew she'd been intimate with. Although the sex had been mind blowing with her, the afterglow no longer existed like it once had. The moment she left him, Lo found himself obsessing over the other men she'd been with, wondering if he compared, if their time together had been more passionate or less... it drove him mad. Loghan knew that at the very least, he deserved better than that. Deserved more than a part time lover or the chance at something with someone that wasn't as taboo as student/staff and complicated and unlikely. He needed a chance to really find himself, even if he never does find the answers to all of his questions about himself and his past.

After the brief conversation with Molly over aim, he showered and dressed and made his way to the stairs and soon after at her door. Letting out a sigh, he mentally prepared himself for the possible guilt and obligation that might set in. Fingers pushed through dark brown hair before he gave a knock and waited for her to answer the door, praying she looked horrible so that it'd be easier to tell her, confidently, that he was leaving with no regrets.

WHO Mikaela & Cherry!
WHAT Stewing.
WHEN Thursday evening.
WHERE Hot tub.
RATING R for brief nudity mention.

( Chlorine bubbles were still bubbles. )

Who: loghann and emote_this AND hellsmessenger
When: Saturday 4|19|08 8:00pm
Where Cherry's Room
What: A night with reality t.v. and then a blow out fight.
Status: Incomplete

( I'm the next act waiting in the wings. I'm an animal trapped in your hot car. I am all the days that you choose to ignore. )