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February 22nd, 2010

[info]greekkitty in [info]light_of_may

I can't imagine all the people you know

Who: Helene and Neil
What: Talking
Where: Helene's house
When: Evening

And I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I'm slipping in between you and your big... dreams. It's always you and my big dreams )

[info]lightofmaymods in [info]light_of_may

TIME UPDATE

DATE: Sunday, July 5, 2009.

WEATHER: Cloudy and overcast, light rain in the afternoon.

EVENTS: There was a tie at the battle of the bands last night, with Revolution 9 and Echoes in Flames sharing the winning honors. They will both have opening slots at the benefit concert on the 8th!

The festivities for the 4th all went without a trace of demonic activity, and this more than anything has people finally breathing a sigh of relief. Perhaps it's all over? That isn't to say that nothing notable happened last night... there was a scandal! Turns out the son of a local reverend is a bit of a perv! He was found with his pants down and a dog near by. Witnesses say he claimed he was with a girl but couldn't describe her to anyone. He was dragged very forcibly away by his father, muttering about the Lord and his treatment of bestiality. Ouch.

Most local news is back to being dedicated to the upcoming full moon (on the 7th). Bram Moriarty is still offering free cages, and heavy advertising has started for local organizations offering safe lock-ups for bitten weres.

Today in Scarlet Oak is the grand opening of a new magic shop, Aeaea. Fliers and newspaper advertisments have been going up all over Ann Arbor and Scarlet Oak.

If you have something you feel warrants a mention in the next time update, please let the mods know!

[info]australian_tnt in [info]light_of_may

Stress Relief

Who: Sebastian and Sasha
When: Early morning hours
Where: Cara's old apartment
Warning: NSFW most likely


Sasha was wound so tight that she feared she might snap at any second. Stress relief was much needed and she knew one definite way to relieve tension in one's body. Sebastian would probably be a lovely accessory to that exact thing and so, dressed to impress as always, Sasha headed over to Cara's old apartment to find him. He'd been busy making the space over into his own personal gym and 'do whatever the fuck I want' space. Entering the apartment, she glanced around in search of the blue eyed vampire.

"Sebastian." she murmured, her voice sultry and barely above a whisper. "Come out, come out wherever you are."

[info]justlikefather in [info]light_of_may

That's a good family

Who: Dagmar, Jokull, Linnea, Satu and Valterri(NPC) + their familiars
Where: Niemi household
When: Mid-morning

One of those family rituals that Jokull stuck to every time he was home was the Sunday morning breakfast. Linnea'd get up and make a delicious breakfast for them and they'd all sit down and talk pleasantly. Or attempt to. At least he'd attempt it and get varied responses. Valterri was usually the most responsive out of all of them. But the silence didn't bother him much because even if they didn't say it, they thought it. He had to keep tabs on his children and wife somehow, learn if there was anything he'd missed during his time in Detroit that needed seeing to.

Especially Linnea's little adventures.

Upon exiting his room, still tugging at his tie to make sure that it was straight, Jokull allowed Arich to skitter up his arm and perch on his shoulder. That usually managed to keep Linnea from saying anything she otherwise might. "Good morning," he greeted the woman in the kitchen, picking up the paper and settling into his chair at the head of the table. "Are the children awake?"

[info]everflowing in [info]light_of_may

Small confession - I think I'm starting to lose it

Who: Linnea and various NPCS (doctors, nurses, hallucinations)
Where: Detroit, MI --> The Sanctuary; Australia
When: 1998/1999
What: Linnea during her time in drug rehabilitation - which means yes, drug references.

Drifting away from the people I really need. )