Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Garrett Rigby and his mother, Allison (NPC)
Where: A hospital in Seattle, Washington
When: February 2001; Rigby is 19
What: He wouldn't leave her side until the end.



( And I'm thinking of leaving, I could just lay down, lay down and freeze to death )

Who: Zale and Jane
When: late morning
Where: an old church outside Scarlet Oak
What: Accidental rescue

( I know this girl: she makes Martin Luther look like a pussy. )

Who: Halne
Where: Zale's apartment
When: Some six or so hours after Halne's dropped off by Adair and Simon

( The scent of your blood is my poison )

Who: Bailey, Jace, and respective familiars (NPCs)
Where: Ink Inc.
When: Afternoon
Warning: NSFW

It had been a while since Bailey had dropped on by the tattoo shop, mostly because of the rain that was pouring outside. The demons didn't scare the pretentious girl, even though one attacked her the other day. She was all for fighting out and had no issues blowing up yet another demon's head if she had to. Hey, whatever it took to stay alive. The pink-haired girl spent most of her time in her studio loft after hearing word that it was advised to stay inside at all costs, and she did just that. Even more so when it was pouring buckets outside. Thankfully for her, she never lost power and was able to veg out and do illustrations the whole time. The second the rain lightened up, though? She was out the door and headed down to the shop.

Dante had left without a word, except for the fact that everything was now in Bailey's name, which she didn't mind at all. Her own tattoo parlor? Perfect! She couldn't have asked for anything better! Bailey definitely had the money to put into it and the drive to make it one of the best tattoo joints in the area. Though once she rolled on up to the store, she noticed that the windows in the front had been shattered. After investigating the damage, it look like that was all there was aside from some water damage. Growling lowly to herself, she dropped her Prada bag onto the counter and began to clean up on her own. She only owned the place for a matter of days and it was already in shambles. Bailey spent most of the day cleaning up all the glass shards then proceeded to call up some people to do something about replacing the windows ASAP along with cleaning up the water damage, because fuck if she was the one doing that shit.

In the meantime, she hopped up on the front desk and pulled out a cigarette for herself to enjoy, lighting it with the flick of her thumb. Loki had poked his head out from her back and began to slither on out to curl up in her lap. Everything will be alright, Bailey. Besides, you'll make this place better than Dante ever dreamed of.

"Damn right, I will," Bailey smirked at her familiar before tapping at the cigarette, then brought it to her lips again for a long drag.

Who: Gabby and Urist (NPC)
When: late afternoon, after Gabby runs into Kate
Where: near a random park in SO

( If you try to feed me dog food like you were just considering, I will make you hurt. )

Who: Missy and Nikita
Where: New York City
When: Spring time 2007

( I love that lavender blonde. The way she moves, the way she walks. I touch myself, can't get enough. )

Who: Liliya, Naoki, and Snowball (NPC)
Where: Kennedy residence
When: Early evening

( I've always longed for undividedness and sought stability )