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January 10th, 2010

[info]obsessedone in [info]light_of_may

Bring our your ghosts!

Who: Piper, Lindy, Bunny, Paige, Otter, Patrick, Saundra maybe, Any ghost who wants to?
Where: Piper's Place
When: 6 pm / 11 pm ish
What: A Teenage Sleepover and Seance
How: This will be two scenes in one post - two threads, one for girls time and one for seance time

The scene was set. The Lakin residence had been subtly transformed for girl time sleep over. Furniture was moved back to accommodate for beds to be made on the floor. The table has some snacks, drinks and plates staked for easy snacking. Pizza had been ordered, after checking in with everyone's preference and was on its way. Tonight was a night for pizza, movies a seance.

[info]good_boy in [info]light_of_may

You'll Throw the Stick? New Friend!

Who: Ulf and Gideon
When: Mid-morning
Where: Outside Tara (in Quiet Meadows)

I'd play fetch if I could git away with it. )

[info]good_boy in [info]light_of_may

Not Everyone Loves Dogs

Who: Whisper and Ulf
When: Late night
Where: The park

No one should ever have to wear things this much too big for them. )

[info]faux_fox in [info]light_of_may

A fox and a wolf walk into a bar...

Who: Fox and Liza
Where: A bar
When: Evening

Those who would attempt to psychoanalyze Fox would need to tread carefully, as it could lead to padded rooms for the ones who attempt such things... )

[info]repetitivewitch in [info]light_of_may

Checking In

Who: Margaret, Brady, and K-lee
When: Later in the evening, June 29th
Where: Liberty Inn
What: Margaret checks in after dinner with K-lee at the Mudhouse.


"That would be tremendous," she said to K-lee's offer about her bags. She wasn't terribly impressed by the outside appearance of the Liberty Inn, but it was clean and nice enough. After spending a week in the most posh hotel in New York City anything would pale in comparison.

She lugged the heavier of her bags out of the backseat and set its wheels down to pull up the walkway. How she managed to get her luggage down to two suitcases and a purse... Well, that was a trade secret. She was ready to just check in, take a bath and catch some sleep.

The door was open so she lugged her bags inside waiting for K-lee to follow. It was rather decent of her to be helping someone she'd only just met. Margaret sidled up to the counter leaning over it and looking to see if anyone was around. "It appears our proprietor is out." A little smile twisted her lips. Isn't this just the perfect ending to an already stupidly long day? "Thanks again for all your help," she said to K-lee, almost as if she were excusing her from hanging around longer. "Perhaps we could have lunch or dinner soon, so I can repay your kindness." Did I just ask a model out? Margaret was just a little impressed with herself.

[info]dangerous2know in [info]light_of_may

Confide in Me

Who: Caliban & Madison
When: Monday 8:30pm | June 29th
Where: Shimmer
Warning: Let's say language, at least!

Damn the fruit, the ice, and the glass! What type of a self respecting alcoholic needed such common, low things? Not him! )

[info]notofyourworld in [info]light_of_may

so in i jumped and down i swam

Who: Corentin and Melia
When: Early afternoon.
Where: Redleaf Lake.

Deer don't make for nearly as good conversation as dolphins. )

[info]ex_rapidhush770 in [info]light_of_may

Do you want to surrender or fight for victory?

Who: Kitty and Lex
When: Evening, after this
Where: Ad Gustum

Darkness falls, here comes the rain to end it all, the blood and the game. )

[info]doctorbart in [info]light_of_may

Pawn to Queen Four

Who: Bart and Saundra
When: Early to mid-evening
Where: He's not entirely sure yet, he asked her to pick

So he'd called her a little while earlier to get directions to her house...only to find out it was quite literally around the corner. 'Oh well, I suppose at least I'd save on gas', he joked to himself as he pulled up to her home. Stepping out of the hearse he checked his suit, yes he was still wearing one of his standard black suits as he hadn't managed to buy any new clothes. The weather was still pretty damn humid, but Bart was quickly getting used to it as he pretty much had no other choice till he could find the time to go shopping. Heading up to the door he went over his standard pre-date checklist: tie was straight, hair was not flying all over the place, flowers were in hand, looked like he was pretty ready.

Standing at the door he checked his breath for a second before knocking lightly and smiling. It had been a little while since he'd done any serious dating, at least a few months before he'd moved here from Royalton. One way or another he was sure this evening was going to be quite the adventure, especially if the teenage daughter was the one who answered the door. A momentary feeling of panic shred its way through his psyche as he realized he hadn't planned on that contingency.

[info]little_seer in [info]light_of_may

I Would Just Stand and Stare

Who: Kristen and Missy
When: Early morning (like 6:30 a.m.)
Where: Their home

Kristen lay awake for awhile, hands folded behind her head as she stared up at the no-longer glowing stars that she'd arranged so perfectly on her ceiling. They were nothing like real constellations but that was the point; these actually looked like what the constellations were named for. She was especially proud of the Orion one, that'd taken three weeks and way too much running back and forth to the store on part of her sister. Not that Missy'd ever complained, but Kristen felt a little bad all the same. Sometimes.

After several minutes had passed she could tell; it was one of those mornings. She couldn't hear anything anywhere in the house except her own movements and that meant that yep, Missy'd not come in until way after when she should've and now she was going to oversleep and not have anything to eat while she rushed out the door. Sighing, Kristen climbed out of her lofted bed and grabbed her brush, dragging it through her messy hair as she padded down the hall and stairs to the kitchen. She needed to stretch on her tiptoes to reach the eggs and other materials from the shelf Missy always kept them on, and then the stool that existed just for this reason had to be slid over in front of the counter so that Kristen could go about making scrambled eggs. She reached up to flick on the radio, head bobbing as the sound of Fireflies broke the early morning quiet. Any second now Missy would stumble through the door, probably still in her pajamas.