Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: The river
When: Morning

"Why can't you be a dolphin?"

Charlene's voice was serious as she propped her chin up in her hands, staring at the painted turtle sharing the fallen tree with her that morning. All of these freshwater animals were really starting to bother her. None of them possessed enough wits to talk back with her. None of them could sing and none of them tasted near as good as their saltwater counterparts. It was almost like they had simply had all of the interesting traits filtered right out of them. Even the aquatic plantlife was colorless in comparison. Oh sure, the occasional bright green bloom of algae or seaweed appeared, but they were not near as common as she thought they should be. But really, what she missed was talking with the dolphins and whales. "You could at least try talking." Charlene rolled her eyes as she reached out to prod at the turtle. She wanted to have someone to talk to because it had been over a day since she had. Half a year ago she would have been fine without talking, or at least more used to it, but that had changed. "Move?"

It just blinked at her. Sighing, the mermaid rolled onto her back, tail disturbing the surface of the water as she moved. It was not really the turtle's fault it could not talk and besides, even if it could she would not have been satisfied. Like she wanted to talk to a turtle. What she really wanted was for that Adelle-girl to be proven right. And that? Seemed a little less likely today than it had the day before since Roxy was, clearly, still not there. "You know," the mermaid spoke to the turtle again, reaching out to scoop it up since it was trying to slip back into the river. "You should be able to talk! Sea turtles can... you're half the size of them." Her dark eyes were serious as she regarded the turtle that had suddenly retreated into its shell, small eyes blinking out from the darkness of its retreat. "Least you could do is try..."

Easier to try talking to a turtle than to think about the fact that she was going to be spending another day alone because Nixie was gone and Roxy, well, maybe Adelle had just been trying to make her feel better. "I'll give her two more days," she informed the shelled turtle. "Then I'll do what Nixie wanted." Its little head poked out. "No, I don't have a real reason... I just want to wait. That okay with you?"

Who: Bailey, Kiara, respective familiars (NPCs), and a demon (NPC)
Where: Starbucks
When: 11am

It was absolutely miserable outside, like to the point that Bailey called out of work because fuck that. She was not going outside and braving that lovely humidity one bit. Being inside where she could actually breathe was far better, thank you very much. All was well, too, until she went to go make herself a pot of coffee and realized... well damn, there was none. Bailey stripped her entire kitchen apart to try and find enough ground up beans to make half a cup, but there was nothing. After taking her coffee pot and smashing it to the ground, she stomped off to her bathroom to wash up and get dressed, because girl needed her caffeine fix and the only way she was getting that was through going outside.

Bailey was not happy about this. She even tried calling up Starbucks to see if they could deliver her some coffee, and no use. Rolling her eyes, she gathered her belongings and headed on out. Thankfully the Starbucks wasn't too far of a drive from her studio loft. Waiting in line impatiently, she kept herself entertained with Loki, who kept poking his head out of her purse to check out the surroundings. She didn't bring her snake familiar around often, but the freaked out stares she was receiving from people in line made her smirk with pleasure. Maybe she had to tote him around more often to freak people out. Once to the counter, she ordered the biggest hazelnut latte she could get with extra everything. Could never go wrong with that.

With her drink in hand, she began to head on outside, sipping slowly on her drink, loving every moment of it. It wasn't until her familiar spoke in her head that she perked up an eyebrow. Bailey, they're here. "What? Who's here?" The demons. "Tch, how do you know?" A) because I sense it and B) because there's one right across the street. Funny thing about that, because there was one across the street. Bailey stopped in her tracks as she stared the female figure down. While Bailey was relatively calm about it, even though her eyes were bulging out of her sockets, everyone else around her was freaking the fuck out to the point that someone ran right into her and caused her to drop her latte to the ground, spilling the beverage everywhere. Awesome. Just fucking awesome. A demonic fire burned in her brown eyes as she snarled, trying to figure out who to torch first: the person who collided into her or the demon for freaking out said person.

Who: Barnabas, Yelena and Andras demon (NPC)
Where: Streets of SO
When: Twilight

( Before he could fully register the thought his mind, normally quiet thanks to his ability to tune out others, was flooded with dark, hateful things. )

Who: Bren and Lita
Where: phonelines
When: Around 1pm



( Got a free upgrade for snakes on a plane, fuck em I don't care. )