Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Claire and Gabe
When: Early morning
Where: Gabe's house

After Charlie left, Claire remained in the same room as Gabe, relieved once his agitation seemed to die down after Charlotte's departure. She stayed up as long as she could, but eventually she stretched out on the floor, pulled off her sweatshirt to use as a pillow, and fell asleep. She knew she should have went out to sleep on the bed, but at that point she had been too tired to really move, and as much as it wasn't Gabe pacing in that cage, she didn't want to leave him. She just hoped he didn't find some way to get out while she slept because yeah, that would be bad. It was a fitful kind of sleep because really, how well could you rest with a caged werewolf in the same room? She didn't know what time it was when she began to wake up, but she doubted the sun had risen completely yet as she opened her eyes and blinked a couple times, the blurry cage coming into view. She didn't see the massive hybrid wolf inside and it startled her for a second, causing her to inhale sharply and sit up. She finally realized that the wolf was no longer there because Gabe had shifted back at some point. He was naked, but it was definitely him.

Gabe shivered, laying cold on the basement floor. His entire body ached as if he'd been beat up and run a marathon, and at first he couldn't remember why. While he didn't want to move, he was cold, and reached for a blanket that wasn't there. Nothing seemed right, his memories fuzzy as he tried to think back far enough to understand where he was. The last thing he remembered was... Claire. On the other side of bars. And excruciating pain. Gabe groaned and pulled his knees up to his chest. He was groggy, and hungry, but very much alive.

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Who: Danny & Skylar
When: Monday, 1ish
Where: Sarah's Place

( This is the only productive thing I've done all weekend... though one could debate the productivity rating of watching 51 episodes of Generation 1 Transformers... those who would debate it, however, shall be mocked. Intensely. )

Who: Day and Tilly
Where: Phone, then Tilly's house
When: Afternoon

Since it was still fairly early, and his chat with Lacy the night before had reminded him that he hadn't talked to Tilly in a while, once Day got out of the shower and had tried his hair out, he went in search of his cell phone. He flopped down on his bed with it, punched Tilly's speed-dial button, and waited for her to pick up.

Tilly had spent her day happily bouncing around her house, more specifically her room, packing up for the greatest camping trip in history. Or so she would make it. When the music of Shiny Toy Guns started sounding from the depths of the pile of things on her bed, meaning Day was calling her, Tilly dropped the things she was holding - a t-shirt and a pair of flip flops - and went on the hard quest of retrieving her cell phone from the bowels of confusion itself. Once she finally got to it, Tilly threw herself on the little bed space that wasn't crawling with 'stuff' and answered the phone. After most of the song had played. "Hello dearest! Where have you been? I missed you!" She said excitedly. Tilly was nothing if not happy at the moment.

( A first real fight. )

Who: Evan and Dorcas... Again. Sorry guys.
Where: Dorcas's house.
When: Sometime after six PM
WHY? We don't know! We're SORRY.
Warning: NSFW

( You want me to wear a skirt? )

Who: Freddie and Josie (mother - NPC)
When: early evening
Where: their home

Happy. This was a word Freddie hadn't been able to use to describe herself in quite a long time. But that is what she'd been lately, and it was all because of Rhys, and Row, and how socializing seemed to be working out for Freddie at the moment. And even though she dreaded coming home or staying there most of the time - hence why she stayed out for such long periods of time - today it didn't even register for her. She was too busy going through the past few days in her head.

( ...of a mother's little helper )