The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Penny, Keely, and anyone else in the vampire's basement
What: Being chained up
Where: A basement
When: Early evening
Rating: TBD

While a group of people chatted and treaded heavily on the floor above their heads, Penny stirred from her forced unconsciousness. She was vaguely aware that there was a smell in this place, and it smelled much differently than the park where she had been reading her text. It smelled like death, and bleach, and fear. As she became more conscious, she was aware of a dull throb from her left wrist, and a cooling wetness on her sleeve. Bliking a few times, her head turned to see a deep slash just below her hand and the skin below it stained pink. It was fresh blood, tacky and shiny. Her own blood.

"Wha..." she mumbled, shifting to move but finding that she couldn't. Fear began to overtake her haze, making her senses clearer. The room was dark, but in it she could see other faces, everyone at her eye level, which was much lower than normal. She was sitting on the floor, her hands above her head, shackled there. A rope around her chest bound her to a post. The others were tied up as well, some completely restrained, some just chained at the wrists. Some were dead in a pile in the corner. "Oh God!" she gasped, eyes darting frantically. She recognized a few faces, and thankfully none of them were in the pile of bodies. "W-what's going on??"

Who: Darwin and Penny
Where: The library
When: Weds afternoon
What: Darwin has a job! Maybe

It had all been a whirlwind. At first he'd feared Blake would cast him out and now he was staying with his dear cousin until he had housing, he had apparently or potentially got himself a job and he was going to be settled here. At least that was the intention. It would probably be slightly unnerving for the first few weeks and then he'd be well on his way... maybe.

After being driven to the school and shown the library (Blake seemed oddly reluctant to escort him in or introduce him to his new boss) Darwin strolled in quietly, mindful of the rules. It was large and Darwin seemed impressed by the collections, stopping to browse a few books before he realised his purpose and strolled back through to the main desk where a very interesting, pretty woman was sitting.

"Hello there," he said, in his velvety English tone. "Forgive me if I'm being presumptuous but you must be Penny? I'm Darwin. Thank you very much for agreeing to take me on..." He extended a hand and beamed at her.

Who: Blake, Penny and Godric
Where: Blake's apartment on campus
When: Sunday evening
What: Cured! But Blake's sill a mess.

Since calling Godric on his birthday Blake had been to say the least, distracted. Though Penny had managed to calm him down and convince him that diving off the boat to get back to Boston wasn't exactly the most sensible thing, he'd instead tried to find a cure, only to see from checking journals at the weekend that people were already being saved.

It was a relief, but also an extra worry. If people were ok, and the electricity was back on, then why wasn't Ric calling? What had happened to him, to Hope? What about everyone else? Blake just about managed to keep it together on the plane ride home, mainly for Penny's sake. He didn't envy her having to put up with him over the last few days and he'd been very conscious to try and keep the panic to a minimum.

Arriving in Danvers on Sunday evening there was one place Blake wanted to go and he immediately headed back to his apartment, Penny in tow. The door was flung open the moment the key was turned, and Blake met the scent of illness, Ric and Hope the moment he entered.

"Godric?! Godric please tell me you're here..."

Who: Penny and Blake
What: Second night on their cruise
Where: Somewhere in the Caribbean
When: Evening
Rating: TBD


Penny and Blake had been accosted by a group of girls, and there was nothing either of them could do about it. On the second night of the cruise, dinner had a theme- Hollywood night. And since Penny had not known this, neither she nor Blake were especially prepared. But it seemed that didn't matter. The rooms surrounding theirs were inhabited by a gaggle of college girls who were looking to find love (or something like it) oin the cruise, and they had come prepared. So the girls split into two groups, one taking Blake and the other Penny, and had dressed them both for the evening with whatever spare costume and accessories they had.

Half an hour later, Penny emerged, bedecked like a true Hollywood starlet. And feeling incredibly naked and self conscious, despite what the giggling harpies from hell were telling her. "Come on, Blake!" she called to the door of the room where he had disappeared. "Hurry up!"

Who: Penny and Blake
What: Verbal (and maybe physical) ass kickings
Where: The BGH
When: Afternoon
Rating: PG 13


Penny didn't care that Blake was recouperating, or if he was in bed. She was going to kick the crap out of that stupid witch! Blake had broken the most basic rules of witchcraft, and if it had been one of his own students, he would be furious. He was not excused from his own rules!

Pulling up to the Big Gay House (wow, this place was gorgeous, no wonder so many people kept moving in here), Penny stood out by her car to take the place in a moment. It looked like a hotel, or like if it went unpainted for a few years it would be considered haunted by the locals. Shaking herself from her daze, Penny marched up to the front steps and knocked on the door, smoothing back her ponytail as she waited for someone to get the door. Luckily, it was Wesley, someone she at least knew of. "Hey," she said with a polite smile. "I um... I need to see the skinny idiot. I have to yell at him. Please."

Who: Blake and Penny
What: New Year's Eve hang outs
Where: Penny's apartment [perhaps only at first]
When: Starting around seven pm
Rating: PG 13 at best


The dinner fare wasn't anything to impressive, just marinated chicken strips, corn and macaroni and cheese (home made!), but it still smelled incredible. Penny just hoped that Blake wasn't a picky eater, though judging from how thin he was, maybe that was exactly the case. But if he didn't like it, well, too bad for him. Setting out two places at the table, Penny was making sure she had everything she'd need for tonight. She hadn't gone out and "partied" in who even knew how long, and she didn't really miss it. She was too old for obscenely drunk people and everyone groping one another and having to kiss a room full of people at midnight. No thank you. Sitting at home with a friend, at least someone she would like to be a friend, was good enough.

The wine glasses were being set just as Blake rapped on the door. Gathering back her hair, she twisted it into a quick bun and jabbed it with a pencil from the cup on the hall table to keep it in place. She was in her pajama pants and a tank top, nothing fancy. Hopefully Blake wouldn't mind the casualness of it. Opening the door, Penny smiled at him, nervously. She wasn't all that good at "branching out", and this was kind of a big step. "Hi," she said, trying not to sound too eager, in case he thought she was creepy of something. "Come on in."

Who: Blake & Penny
Where: the library
When: Monday
What: Mandy ordered him to go seek out Penny. Stupidly, he's following that order.

Witch, lesbian looking, quiet. That was all Blake knew about Penny and all anyone apparently knew whatsoever. He didn't know exactly why he was going through with this, perhaps because he was intrigued that an actual witch was in his midst and he hadn't noticed. Now he was going to. Armed with stronger control of his powers and a little bout of nerves, Blake strode into the library on a mission.

Except he didn't know where exactly to find the target. He supposed he'd head across to the witching section to see if there was anything there. Except he didn't know where that was... heading to the information desk he looked around, scratching at his stubble before turning to the woman heading it. "Hello," he smiled brightly, "I was wondering where I could find the books on magic?"