The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Cissy and Jonah
When: Night
Where: Jonah's Bedroom - Seattle, WA
What: A little conversation
Note: Aim Scene

( Let's just say I've missed having someone to hold when I go to sleep. )

Who: Elle and Jonah
When: Getting Blitzed
Where: Some Bar
When: Thursday Evening
Rating: TBD


Elle wasn't much of a drinker. She was more of a stay at home in her pajamas with a pint of ice cream and watch sad movies like a pathetic fat girl kind of person. Tonight, though, neither Ben, Jerry nor her Swedish friend Haagen Dazs seemed appropriate company. Friday was her day off so she could afford to get completely hammered and sleep until Saturday evening when her next shift was. And that was the plan. After slipping into a dark pair of jeans and a pretty pink top, Elle climbed into her shitty Camry and went to the nicest (but not too nice) bar she could find.

She'd been at the bar for a good hour already, sipping her amaretto sour as fast as she could. It tasted very sweet, which helped make it easier to drink, but the alcohol was still the most prominent flavor. Still, she had forced her way through four of them by now, and was feeling the effects. Unfortunately, as alcohol was a downer and since no one had even looked in her direction yet let alone approached her, Elle was starting to feel more and more terrible as the night progressed. This was almost as pathetic as staying home alone.

Maybe she was doing it wrong. Polishing off the rest of her girly drink, Elle pushed the glass toward the bartender. "Another?" he asked her, his voice smooth like cafe ole. He was tall and black and bald and just hearing him talk could make a woman weak in the knees.

"Nope," Elle told him, shaking her head. "Gimme something stronger. Gin and tonic, maybe? Something strong and with bubbles." Her words were slurring a bit as she spoke, well on her way to drunkenness.

Who: Cissy and Jonah
When: Late Afternoon
Where: His apartment
What: Cissy goes to meet the father of her child who doesn't remember her either.

It had taken forever for her to find out where he lived, and even longer for her to get from that Hope woman the information that she needed. Apparently that lady didn't remember her either. This was a mess, a complete disaster, and Cissy was doing her best to try to hold it together. All she felt like doing was crying though. She just wanted this fixed. She just wanted to remember who she was and how she got here. Granted, she'd not lost nearly as much of her memory as some people here had, but that didn't make this any less traumatizing. She was pregnant, for God's sake, and had no idea what the father was even like. And from the conversations they had had, it was clear he didn't know her either and this wasn't going to be at all easy but she had to at least try.

She had developed this habit of holding one arm across her growing stomach at all times, mostly thanks to that vampire man she had met that had bit her whom she was still terrified of running into again, so once the doorbell had been rang, her arm went right back to the spot. She waited, looking down at her feet, trying to figure out what she was going to say. She'd never been in this situation before. At least, not that she was aware of.

Who: Johannes and Jonah
When: Monday Afternoon
Where: Jonah's office
What: A meeting to discuss Johannes's episode.

This was two meetings with a professor in one week now. They were for different reasons though. This was to meet his sponsor which explained next to nothing to Johannes about what it was for. This was all very new to him and he didn't quite know what to expect. But if anyone could help him get into a class to control his seeing ghosts, it would be this man.

Knocking softly on the professors door, he waited with the normal apathy that ruled his life. It surprised many people that he could be so emotionless. A musical prodidigy with such passion for music. And yet to everything else he was numb. That didn't bother him though. Just everyone else.

Who: Nox and Jonah
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Nox's office
What: Jonah has an important matter to discuss

Nox didn't know the reason behind this scheduled meeting, but he had a bad feeling about it. Nox could pick up on subtle vibes, though having a professor request a meeting like this wasn't so subtle. Jonah was concerned about something. Nox hoped it wasn't anything severe. He hoped it was something he could deal with or fix.

Nox had been dealing with a lot of rather large problems lately. He didn't even get a break during his actual break! His relationship with Olivia was becoming increasingly difficult. The distance, the physical limitations, and most importantly her father's health... it was draining.

But his relationship was the furthest trouble from his mind currently. He was focused on Dante at the moment. This weekend had been trying to say the least. Nox was extremely worried that he'd destroyed the trust Dante had placed in him, and that the damage was beyond repair. Being the school director was hard, and sometimes he hated having to do his job.

He was checking his email for the millionth time today, hoping to hear back from Dante, when Jonah arrived. Nox took a deep breath and tried to prepare himself to cope with one more problem.

Who: Cissy and Jonah
When: Evening
Where: Jonah's Apartment
What: Surprise!

It was Tuesday which meant that Jonah was going to be gone until at least a few minutes after six with the clubs that he managed that evening. This gave Cissy plenty of time to prepare the surprise she had made him. She had borrowed Ric's car to make a trip to the grocery store to get the supplies, slipped her way into Jonah's apartment quite easily, and she had prepared for him one of the best meals that would have ever touched his tongue, or at least she thought it was going to be, rather. It smelled simply to die for.

A generous portion of shrimp mezzaluna was tossed in a thick and creamy white wine sauce and accompanied by garlic bread sticks and a Salad complete with all the traditional Italian additives, peppers and olives and tomatoes and onion, tossed in homemade Italian dressing. It looked just as good as it smelled, the table set for two, candles lit in the center to make it a little more romantic since they couldn't exactly go out for a romantic dinner just yet, especially since she had no idea whether or not he had even spoke to Nox about the situation but she wasn't going to worry about that tonight. Tonight, she only wanted to focus on one thing, and that was reconnecting, possibly making the slightest bit of headway in this near disaster.

Wearing a soft blue sweater that enhanced the color of her eyes along with a light gray skirt, Cissy had waited until it was a few minutes after six before she had prepared the table. And now she was waiting in the living room, sitting on the sofa looking out the door and hoping that he wouldn't be much longer else it might get cold. It wasn't long until she heard footsteps, heavy and large, exactly the way that his were, approaching, and she felt the familiar feel of butterflies dancing around in her stomach. She stood up really quickly and began to fidget as she heard his keys start to unlock the door.

Who: Kindle and Jonah                                                         
What: Chinese and talk.
Where: Jonah's apartment.
When: Friday evening around 7pm.

He wanted to talk? And he actually opted for take away to 'give him a break'? What was going on with her sponsor? Kindle was definitely curious but then she had got totally distracted by Christmas shopping and forgot about it. Well, until she was on her way across to his apartment. Having picked up the chinese in town and with shopping bags also weighing her down she had taken a taxi back to the school and that gave her time to ponder it again. She hoped this wasn't more sulking about her and Wes, but then he could have just talked to her about that via texts or something. No, he didn't seem moody enough for anything to do with Wes. He was making jokes and everything. Hmm...

She still had the shopping bags and the food bags as she stood outside his room and knocked. As soon as the door opened Kindle swept past him with a smile. "Hey. I come bearing foods and secretive presents but yours are hidden so it's ok." She went straight to grabbing plates and glasses. "Chopsticks or forks? I think I bought too much food so you better be somewhat hungry or willing to eat leftovers tomorrow."

Who: Jonah and Celia
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Jonah's apartment
What: Cissy just can't seem to stay out of the staff building today.

After signing off and sending a few emails to Frankie and Vinnie, Cissy put on her coat and her winter boots yet again and headed out into the cold. The snow wasn't letting up any so again it was the tunnels for her which really sort of creeped her out. But it was better than getting soaked like she always did in the snow. It usually melted on her because of the whole fire mage thing and then sometimes it would freeze back over and... Well it was just a mess and one she'd rather avoid, and did, by walking through those creepy ass tunnels.

Cissy had told Jonah fifteen but it had taken her twenty before she arrived at the door and knocked, shoving her hands down in her pockets and waiting. It was funny how just yesterday when she had made this trip, she had been so terrified, had felt so horrible and awkward, and today she felt like nothing had changed, like she was right back where she had been all those weeks ago when she had made this trip at least every other day to see him. The only difference between then and now was that now she was much more excited. Before, there had been all this uncertainty, all these questions without answers, and now... Well this was where she was supposed to be, where she wanted to be, and she didn't have to question that because she already had and this was the answer.

When the door to the apartment opened, a smile immediately found her lips, her face practically glowing, like it did with pregnant women, as well as from the flush to her cheeks left by the cold. "Hey handsome." She said softly, and then smiled even more. He really was handsome. He had the most beautiful smile, which she hoped to see today, at least once, but hopefully more than that, and she loved the unshaven line of his jaw. There was also the color of his eyes and the way they crinkled at the corners when he grinned, and the sound of his voice, the width of his shoulders, his height, and pretty much everything else.

Who: Hope and Jonah
When: Saturday Afternoon
Where: The infirmary
What: Jonah has questions and Hope has answers.

She was a mess. She had known that she would be, but she didn't think that it was going to be quite so bad. And here it was, finals week, the last week before the holiday, and not only did she have her trip to worry about and finals to worry about but she had to find a place to live, which was no easy feat, get moved again, and pull herself together. It wasn't going to be easy. But she could do it. And she would do it. She didn't really have a choice in the matter.

Hope had been grateful for the phone call from Cissy, grateful to have something to do. She was to go the infirmary and one of the potential fathers was to meet her there. She had no idea who he was as Cissy didn't say, but he would find her, Cissy was going to call him, and she was to test his blood against the sample she'd taken from Miss Vallario and call her once she had some results. Great. Wonderful. She was glad to have something to focus on and glad that the girl had decided to talk to whoever this man was rather than asking Hope to take a sample under false pretenses.

While she was waiting, she was browsing the internet to look for a place to live. She was thinking that perhaps she should simply buy a house, but she wasn't sure if this was where she wanted to live for the rest of her life or not. She sighed, finding absolutely nothing that struck her fancy, and then looked up, hearing footsteps outside of her office door. A brow arched slightly and she couldn't hide the look of shock that took over her face. "Professor McIntyre..." Cissy could have at least warned her that he was a member of the staff.

Who: Cissy and Jonah
When: Saturday Morning
Where: Jonah's apartment
What: A much needed conversation.
Rated: Probably R for language

It was early, but Cissy knew Jonah well enough to know that he would already be awake. Most likely he was sipping on a hot mug of coffee or tea and reading the weekend edition of the local newspaper. If not that, then he was simply staring out the window, watching as the cold winter morning overtook the sky, feeling the ache of it in his joints, his knees especially.

He wasn't going to be happy to see her. That much she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt. But she had to see him, they needed to talk, she didn't want to just leave things the way that they had left them, and after talking to Wesley, she realized that, unlike most people from her past, he wasn't just letting go and moving on at the drop of a hat. Some small part of her was happy to hear that, some selfish part, but mostly, she felt horrible for it, and she wanted to give him the chance to say what he wanted to say, needed to, in order to move on. Or maybe this wasn't even about that at all. Maybe that was just her, yet again, trying to convince herself that she was a much better and much selfless person than she actually was.

Either way, they needed to talk. And she wasn't going to just message him or email him because that would be easy to ignore. And even though she would deserve it, that wouldn't get any of them anywhere. So bundled up in her winter's best, jeans, fur-lined Timberland boots, a pink cashmere sweater, and a pristine white parka, her cheeks rosey and nose red, she knocked upon Jonah's door and then glanced down at her feet, stomach doing flip flops as she waited.

Who: Jonah and Wesley
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Wes' apartment
What: Kindle spilled the beans. Jonah wants answers.
Rating M cause they swear!

( You used to tell me everything, when you last had a piss, every minute detail of your life went through me )

Who: Elle and Jonah
What: Late night meeting
Where: Jonah's Office
When: Around 1 in the morning
Rating: Probably PG

Nighttime was Elle's time. She liked the quiet as she walked the hallways, how nobody bothered her. She was a very private person, especially nowadays. The fewer people who recognized her face, the better. The whole point in being here was for anominity. Of course there were a few people she saw out and about late night, most of them being vampires. Charlie the security guard often wandered outside when she was bringing out the trashes. It wasn't that Elle minded seeing people- life was just easier without them. At nighttime she got to read and hear about the dramatic ongoings at the school without having to participate in them.

She was almost done in the staff offices, except for one room- Professor MacIntyre's. She had seen the light on earlier and decided to give him privacy, but that had been hours ago. Elle hated moving onto the next area without finishing the previous one. So, after a moment's debate, she knocked on his door, coming in before he answered. "Housekeeping," she said, her voice friendly and almost apologetic. "You won't even know I'm here." She couldn't help but giggle in her mind when she saw him, though. Last week Wesley had randomly IM'd her, asking her to go out with his brother. Although Elle had declined, apparently Wesley had found someone else for Jonah. She wanted to ask how his date had gone, but that would be very rude, especially since she had never really spoken to Jonah before.

Still... it was pretty funny.

Who: Maeve and Jonah
What: A blind date!
Where: Meeting in the car park and then out for dinner.
When: Friday night!

When Maeve had received the message from Wes asking if she would go on a date with Jonah it had been a surprise. Had she been a different person she might have kicked up a fuss about the fact she had been chosen for not being blonde and for being single, but he also said he chose her because she was hot, which was a good touch. Besides, Maeve was pretty easy going, so she wouldn't have bitched about it anyway. 

Having finally peeled herself away from Lily after being sure she would be ok with the person looking after her Maeve made her way towards the car park where Wes had told her to be.  She hoped they wouldn't be long because the black dress she wore wasn't made for standing out in the cold. She was actually pretty nervous. It had been a while since she had been on a date and she didn't know Jonah very well but she did like him from the talking they had done over the journals.  As she walked she was rearranging pins in her hair, until by the time she reached the car park she had got so frustrated with it that she swore under her breath and left the dark curls down, the pins thrown in her bag. 

So there she stood, all dressed up, hair playing in the cool night breeze, and she waited.

Who: Jonah and Cissy
When: Very Late
Where: Jonah's apartment
What: Cissy has just returned from breaking into the hospital.

Dread. That was what she felt. And she wasn't used to that. She had never felt dread when it came to seeing Jonah before. But for the past couple of days, for whatever reason, his mood had been quite foul. And her announcing her intent to commit a crime hadn't really helped matters any. But she knew she was doing the right thing in going. And they had all gotten out just fine. No harm, no foul. And she felt better for being involved, even if she hadn't gotten to see Fisher personally. She had been there for James and for Lyle and that was important, damnit! And she was a little annoyed that Jonah had made her feel wrong for that.

It was around one in the morning when they finally pulled into the parking lot at TJS and Cissy said her goodbyes quickly before sneaking off into the night, like she always did these days, to make her way to Jonah's apartment. The thought crossed her mind briefly that she shouldn't even go there, that she should go somewhere else, like maybe to Ric's or to Wesley's, but that would only make things worse and that wasn't her intention at all. So she made her way to Jonah's place to face the music, a deep breath inhaled before she let herself in.

"Hey." Cissy said simply, closing the door and locking it behind her. Jonah was right there waiting, in the living room, like she had expected he would be but had hoped that he wouldn't. She felt almost like a teenager again or something, sneaking into the house late at night trying not to get caught only to find her parents waiting for her. It wasn't exactly a pleasant feeling. "I told you I'd be fine." She added as she leaned down to tug off her boots, having already placed her phone, wallet, and keys onto the table nearby the door.

Who: Wesley, Cissy, and Jonah
When: Saturday Night
Where: Wesley's Apartment and then Jonah's Apartment
What: Cissy is having a freak out and needs a friend.
Rated: GASP! This is PG!

( You're like one of those pendulums that goes whosh.. )

Who: Cissy, Jonah and Wesley
When: Friday Morning
Where: Jonah's apartment
What: Cissy is having a bad day and needs a little attention.
Rated: NSFW

( No. But if you hold me for a while, I'm sure I'll feel much better. )

Who: Kindle and Jonah
What: Kindle is freaked out.
Where: Jonah's apartment
When: Wednesday Afternoon

Kindle was freaking out to put it simply. How was she meant to deal with finding out that she had ended up at school with her sister? It was........freaky. She was even more pissed with herself because her first thought after sending the message to Jonah had been that Sean would make it better, and the fact she even thought of him frustrated her. She wasn't letting herself dwell on the fact that Jonah had been her very first thought, that would have made today even harder if she started pondering that entire mess. No. He was her staff sponsor, and her friend, of course she would go to him to talk. Simple. 

Kindle was less than the ten minutes she said she would be. She really had just shut the computer and headed to his apartment, already dressed from the morning in denim mini skirt, leggings, converses and an over sized, chopped, Bowie t-shirt. She had enough sense to not make it look too apparent where she was going. She was counting on most of the teachers and students being in lessons or something and not hanging around where they could get the wrong idea. She especially did not want to run into Vinnie or Frankie right now. So she hurried, probably only taking five minutes before she was knocking on his door.

Who: Jonah and Cissy
When: Monday 29th October
Where: Boston Harbour Hotel, fancy no?
What: He needs to give her her birthday present. She needs to get laid.
Rating: Peoples. it's friends with benefits. you know it's gonna be NSFW.

Jonah had text Celia with the number of the room before making his way up there himself to get ready. It was a classy joint, expensive, but Jonah wasn't exactly struggling with money thanks to his previous teaching and chasing days. Letting himself into the room he was impressed.  It was bigger than the last room and he had a feelin Celia'd like it.
He set about preparing it a little better - the gifts were put on the dresser, he changed into a better suit than the crap he'd been wearing before (plus a little something extra for later) and waited. Waiting was the hardest part. At least this room had a view and he could stand there, watching the boats go by as he tried to stop anticipation from taking hold of him. It was fine, it was just a date. With the woman who gave him incredible sex, it was fine!

Who: Kindle and Jonah
What: Kindle demands sponsor time! And possibly food!
Where: Jonah's apartment.
When: Wednesday Evening (24/10/07)

Kindle was bored, and so far the food they served in that dining area was not impressing her. Solution? She had decided to bother her sponsor, Jonah, and try and get him to feed her. Genius plan really! Some might say it had it's flaws, such as her not meant to be in staff rooms, but she couldn't care less. It was perfect plottage to her. 

She did knock, but when there was no answer she tried the door, and snickering at finding it unlocked she let herself in, wondering where the hell Jonah was. It took great effort to not poke around the place too much, incredible effort. Ok, so she did look a little, checked out any music lying around, moved a few clothes around in order to see other things, looked through his fridge...... Then she realised she desperately needed to pee, so she dumped her bag on the nearest surface and went on a search for the bathroom.

Which was where she was when he came in. The bathroom door was open, and she was pulling faces at her reflection as she raked her fingers through her hair and put it back up in a messy bun. Her figure was encased in ripped jeans and a black shirtdress. She offered no greeting, just waited for him to work it out or not notice at all, she would walk back into the main room in her own time anyway.

Who: Kindle and Jonah
When: Saturday Afternoon
Where: His office
What: Meeting her sponsor!
Warnings: Some mild language.

Kindle wanted this over and done with. Time to meet the guy, try not to play too antagonistically, let him pretend to care about her issues which he could not understand in the least according to her, and get out of there. She thought it sounded doable., just about....

She was about 5 minutes later than they had agreed, deliberately mind you. She wanted to test how uptight he was, so she had purposely not even left her room untl she should have been there. If the door was open or not she just breezed into the office and stood there, dressed in ripped jeans and a t-shirt she had ripped the neck out of so that it could fall off her shoulders and she had tied the back up to fit slightly more and sit around the level of her bellybutton. Across the front of the black top was written 'Deep Pink Strip club' along with a stripper graphic. and the back proclaimed 'Stripper', all in hot pink. 

"Hey, I'm Kindle" She said simply, stretching up as she threw her hair into a very messy bun with a hairband that was previously around her wrist.